The Twisted Obsession
Chapter 39: Make it stop

Chapter 39: Make it stop

Abby furrowed her brows, "But—you’re looking at me." She was confused by what he meant by he wanted to see her when he was staring at her like he wanted to devour her and pick the remnants from his teeth.

Remo chuckled, shaking his head helplessly, "My sweet Abby, so innocent. It makes me want to ruin you so bad. " He bit his lips.

"I want to see you naked."

He leaned his face closer, keeping her eyes gripped on his like a vice, even with how overpowering it is she couldn’t look away even if she wanted to.

"I’m going to take things slow. First let you have a taste of pleasure. Then slowly get you addicted."

Abby swallowed harshly, her mouth feeling like she hasn’t had a drop of water in years, like all the moisture in her body has pooled in a heat between her legs.

"Are you thinking of how much you want me to pin you to the bed and tongue fuck that sweet little cunt until you come all over my face?"

His own breathing started getting heavier as he hovered his lips above hers.

"Can I do that for you baby girl? Can you let me do that?"

Abby stood there, her eyes wide with surprise, cheeks flushed in a deep shade of pink. His words left her utterly stunned, rendering her temporarily speechless.

Her heart hitched in her throat as she tried and gulped it back down, nodding.

"Yes or no, you’re going to need to use your words for this" he demanded.

"Yes" she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.

"That’s my good girl, this is going to be just about you," he grinned.

"Now let me see you."

Abby took a deep breath, loosening the knot of her towel as the fabric glided down her skin. Each fold of the towel revealed the curves of her body until she let it fall to the floor, pooling at her feet.

Remo’s eyes trailed slowly down her figure, she felt like he was undressing her own skin from her body as he gave her a torturous once over and looked back to her face with his lower lip tucked under his teeth.

His smirk held as he shook his head, returning his focus to her face. "If only you knew the effect you have on me,my sweet darling" he murmured.

His eyes caressed her with longing, invisible fingers.. Flushed with embarrassment, Abby instinctively covered her breast and private area with her hand.

"You shouldn’t hide," Remo whispered. "It only makes me want it more. Take your hand away, Freckles, or I might give in to some truly depraved thoughts." As her trembling hand withdrew, he pulled her closer to him.

He noticed her body stiffening against him.

"You need to relax baby, I’m going to take good care of you. Alright?" he murmured lowly, running his fingers up the newly exposed bare skin of her chest.

Goosebumps exploded over her skin as he contiued to trace his finger between her breasts and down her sternum, he smirked when he noticed.

He was so balantly and confident with all of this and she felt completely out of place.

Her chest was already rising and falling rapidly at the light touches from his fingers, and his hands wrap around the full flesh of her hips as he pressed his body close to hers.

Abby wet her lips, pressing her palms against her thighs and digging her nails into them to urge myself to speak "Alright—sorry— I’ve just never done this before"

Remo’s motions halt completely "Are you a virgin?" he asked bluntly, sudden apprehension in his voice.

"Y-yes—Ermm—Gorden tried—to—but—ermm—his mother didn’t allow him—she’s superstitious—virgin bride—"

"Good, he should thank his mama for not letting him touch you or he would be seeing the nine pits of hell right now."

Leaning in, his lips brushed against her neck, sending shivers down her spine. Abby’s breath caught as he guided her hand to his arousal, his voice low as he spoke into her ear.

"See how much you affect me, sweetheart. You don’t have to do anything; just seeing you is enough to excite me. Do you enjoy feeling my hardness in your hands, knowing you caused it?"

God, such filthy words coming out of his mouth were driving her crazy. She has never—how do you even respond to these words?

Abby gasped, unable to form a response. Her cheeks flushed hot as desire pulsed through her. The ache between her thighs grew more insistent.

He chuckled softly, the sound stirring something deep within her. "I know you do, look at how heavily you’re breathing." He whispered, his breath warm against her skin.

Her eyes fluttered shut, her heart pounding in her chest.

"Can you imagine what I see? Can you feel my desire to explore every inch of you?"

Abby bit her lips to stop the moan from slipping through her lips.

Can you see my head between your legs, tasting your sweet little pussy? I can. I have pictured you opening your legs wide for me, so that I can bury my face in your safe haven.

You have no idea how fucking bad I want to explore your pussy, licking and sucking hard,thrusting my tongue inside you until you unravel beneath me."

He whispered, mimicking the motions he would use with his tongue against her neck, teasingly flicking it against her... then latching on to suck firmly.

His words and actions painted vivid images in her mind, stirring a desire she’d never known.

Abby moaned softly, the desire unlike anything she had felt before and the ache between her thighs growing more intense with each passing moment.

This—was so painful yet so good at the same time. She was aching for something even though she had no idea what it was.

"Remo, please," she pleaded, her voice desperate.

"Please what?" he teased, his voice dripping with anticipation.

"Make it stop—the ache—please—"