The Twisted Obsession
Chapter 66: I like it

Chapter 66: I like it

She hid her face against his shoulder as she choked on the moan that felt like it was punched out of her with the mix of listening to him, imagining him doing what he just described, and the sensation of his fingers. The whole ordeal was maddening because he refused to move further than touching her over her shorts.

"You missed my tongue drinking your juices? Or you missed me kneeling between your legs?" he pressed his fingers against her clit but stopped moving them completely, and she whined at the lack of friction while he demanded, "I’m not moving until you answer."

"Yes—I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it. How it felt," she huffed with her face still buried against his shoulder, wishing it was easier for her to talk the way he does. "I want you to eat me out again—I like it."

Remo leaned back to look at her, forcing her to lay her head back down against the bed. She peeled her eyes open, expecting to see a smug look on his face, but there wasn’t. His brows were pulled hard together with his lips parted, and a look in his eyes she couldn’t decipher. It looked like he had a million things running through his head while simultaneously looking at her like he wanted to dislocate her goddamn hips.

"Let’s fix that then," he breathed, slipping his hand away to replace it by pressing his hips hard against hers and letting her feel him through the barriers separating them before grinding against her. "Let me have you again? I need you, I thought I could wait but I can’t."

"Ok-ay." She breathed.

Abby shuffled backward until she felt the softness of the pillows, sensing Remo’s hands slid down her hips, discarding her skirt without much thought. He positioned himself over her, his knees between hers, and leans in to kiss her, their urgency evident in their embrace.

With a mixture of caution and desire, Abby threaded her fingers through Remo’s hair, trailing the other down his stomach until she reached the waistband of his jeans. Ignoring her nerves, she let instinct guided her, palming the hardness beneath the fabric.

His reaction was immediate, hips arching forward as he gasped against her lips. She continued , eliciting a series of low moans before he spoke , a mix of surprise and frustration in his tone.

"Wasn’t expecting that sweetheart " he admitted , his voice laden with sexual tension.

Worried she’s crossed a line, Abby questioned whether her actions were unwelcome.

"I-I shouldn’t have?"

"No no, I didn’t expect it, but hell, I want it," he confessed, his voice dropping in intensity. "Do you want this too?"

Abby nodded a faint blush on her cheeks , avoiding his gaze as she admitted , "I do." Her eyes fix on his chest, unable to meet the intensity in his eyes.

She felt an intense urge to touch him, a feeling she was certain of in that moment.

"You can explore however you want, sweetheart," he murmured, observing her reaction. She met his gaze.

"But before you do...let me satisfy my hunger first," he said, a playful smirk playing on his lips as he finished his sentence.

Her insides fluttered with anticipation at the thought of what he wanted to try. All she could do was watch him, her breath caught in her throat.

"I’ve been craving something sweet all night," he drawled, fixing his gaze on her clothed heat.

Leaning in, he placed a warm, open-mouthed kiss on her covered center, then pulled back to gauge her response. "Can I taste you properly? Is this okay with you?"

She responded with a silent nod, her hips writhing with the throbbing sensation pulsating from within her. The urgency to find relief was palpable, threatening tears at any moment.

His face broke into a grin, swiftly rising to his knees and deftly removing her shorts and panties with his fingers, never breaking eye contact.

Once the fabrics was discarded, his hands firmly gripped the insides of her thighs, parting them wider as he settled back down.

"Let’s see if I can do better than the last time," he mused, glancing up at her before leaning in to explore her heat.

Her head tilted back, a breathless "Oh, my" escaping as his slick tongue began its sensual dance around her nerves. He groaned softly as his fingertips pressed into the skin of her inner thighs.

He kept doing different things, moving quickly and softly around her sensitive spot and sucking gently, with loud moans in between.

A tightening coil built within her, flooding her senses, causing her limbs to twitch and tense as she gasped into the air,

Eyes shut and jaw slack, she guided her hips against his mouth, feeling his fingers dig deeper into her inner thighs, leaving a faint imprint.

As his tongue quickened its pace against her sensitive nerves, her stomach quivered and tightened, her back arching as she whimpered, "Oh, God," her eyes fluttering open as she grasped his hair.

He grunted in response, momentarily pulling back to replace his mouth with his fingers, applying swift, slick circles against her clit. His warm breath washed over her as he spoke in a husky tone.

"Are you close, darling? Are you ready to let go?

"Are you on the verge of coming, my dear?" he asked.

A quick nod, a bite on the lower lip, and her hips squirmed, releasing a strained "mhm."

He quickened his fingers’ pace, his voice dropping as he urged, "That’s my good girl. Can you do me a favor and say my name when it happens? Be loud for me."

He withdrew his fingers, returning his mouth to her pulsating center. His tongue worked quickly, drawing out cries from her, sending shudders through her body and releasing the tension in her abdomen.

"I’m - I’m gonna - oh God," she stuttered, fingers tangled in his hair. Remo responded with encouraging groans, intensifying his efforts to push her over the edge.

A few final flicks of his tongue, a suction against her nerves, and her body seized. "Remo - oh, fuck," she gasped, tension snapping as her body flooded with bliss, consumed by an orgasm that shocked her.

He continued pleasuring her, sending aftershocks through her body. Limbs heavy yet weightless, uncontrollable sounds escaping her as she couldn’t stop the shaking in her legs.