The Twisted Obsession
Chapter 67: Yours anyway

Chapter 67: Yours anyway

When she pulled her hips away, sensitive and whining, he chuckled, sitting back on his knees to observe her exhaustion.

"How did that feel,wifey? Are you feeling good?" he inquired, satisfaction lacing his voice.

"Mmmm," she managed, still too spent to open her eyes.

The bed shifted as Remo moved around, his actions lost on her in her blissful lethargy. After a moment, the mattress moved again, and she finally opened her eyes to find Remo seated next to her on the bed, clad only in his briefs, his gaze fixed on her.

In the dimly lit room, Abby noticed the unmistakable bulge straining against Remo’s briefs. Without fully understanding the rush of hormones or adrenaline surging through her, she found herself lifting and swinging her leg over his bare thighs, eliciting a surprised chuckle from Remo as she settled onto them.

"I like you sitting on my laps," he said , his hands finding their place on her thighs.

She smiled, nibbling on her lip, her gaze dropping to his briefs as she slipped her fingers under the hem. Remo’s eyebrows shot up in response. "You want to see it?"

She wet her lips, focusing on sliding down the material to release his solid length, which pressed against his lower stomach, emphasizing his arousal. "I just... I want to make you feel good too," she explained, shrugging.

His hips shifted in search of relief, and his hands moved from her hips to her bare behind, squeezing and caressing as he leaned closer. "Just do whatever feels right for you. It’s all for you anyway" he reassured her.

She swallowed, feeling her pulse quicken, and tentatively ran her fingertips up his smooth length. He twitched and inhaled sharply, pulling her closer up his thighs and pressing his lips to hers. The kiss was unhurried, deliberate, as if he was trying to ease any apprehension she may have.

She had no knowledge about this but she wanted to please him—make him feel good too like he did for her.

Gathering her courage, Abby tentatively wrapped her fingers around Remo’s throbbing length, exploring its warmth and texture from base to tip. Remo responded with a quiet whimper, his hips instinctively moving against her touch as he grasped her behind, his breath growing heavier with anticipation.

Experimenting with different pressures and rhythms, Abby continued her motions, listening intently to Remo’s reactions. Breaking the kiss but keeping their faces close, Remo’s voice trembled with desire as he urged her on. "That feels amazing. Keep going. Please. You have no idea how long I’ve dreamt of this moment," he confessed, his tone pleading.

Encouraged by his words, Abby increased the pace, focusing on the heightened sensitivity of his tip, which elicited a deep, primal groan from Remo. In the dimness of the room, punctuated only by Remo’s soft sounds, they seemed cocooned in their own world, consumed by the intensity of their connection.

Remo’s hand traced a path from her behind, caressing her thigh before teasingly exploring her soaked center, sending shivers down Abby’s spine. Each touch heightened the anticipation, amplifying the tension between them.

In that moment, Abby felt as if time had stood still, consumed by the intensity of their connection. Remo’s hand traced a tantalizing path from her behind, gliding up the inside of her thigh. With a teasing touch, he explored her soaked core, causing her to twitch from the overwhelming sensations, teasing his middle finger against her entrance.

"I want my fingers inside you. I want to feel you come around them while you pleasure me. Ever experienced that before?" Remo’s voice, low and filled with desire, accompanied the circular motion of his middle finger, tightening Abby’s grip around him.

"No, I haven’t. I don’t know if I can... you know, reach climax that way," she admitted, her hips moving in sync with his finger, arousal pooling within her, spurred by his pleasure-laden voice.

Abby wasn’t sure she could only cum from him fingering her while having her hands wrapped around his cock.

"Well —let me try. I know you’re sensitive, but that’s what will make it feel amazing," Remo encouraged, smoothly easing his finger inside her, guided by her heightened arousal. Abby rested her forehead against his, continuing to stroke him.

Both of their foreheads became humid and damp with sweat. He initiated slow thrusts with his finger before teasingly introducing a second, and they both relished in the sensations.

Remo groaned at the combined pleasure of her hand around him and his fingers inside her. Adjusting his digits to massage a sensitive spot, Abby couldn’t help but gasp in surprise.

"That’s it," he hissed, feeling her walls flutter around his fingers. He thrust his hips against her hand, urging her to stroke him faster.

"Faster.....so good...fuck"

With a deliberate rhythm, his fingers hit and stroked that spot, creating a knot in her stomach and an unfamiliar sensation swirling in her belly. It felt like an orgasm building but in a different, deeper, and more intense way, causing her hips to writhe.

"Remo——so close—-"

His voice trembled with anticipation, "Yes, just like that," as he felt her body responding to his touch, urging her to move faster. With each deliberate stroke, he ignited a fire within her, a sensation both intense and exhilarating. Her hips swayed in sync with his rhythm, lost in the moment, consumed by the desire building inside.

He couldn’t help but emit a low, guttural moan as her lips brushed against his neck, igniting a fire within him that he couldn’t contain

In a breathless whisper, he encouraged her, "Keep going, let yourself go," his words dripping with longing. He could feel the heat radiating from her body, a tangible reminder of the passion between them.

As she continued, her movements became more fluid, more instinctual, driven by the primal urge to please and be pleased. With each caress, she explored new depths of sensation, pushing them both closer to the edge..

She bit her lips to muffle her moans, her eyes closed as she felt goose bumps across her skin.

"Are you going to cum for me, Freckles?" Remo asked, in a husky voice.

Abby nodded panting as she increased her pace on his cock.

"Good, because I’m so close. Let’s cum together." Remo said taking her nipples in his mouth.

Her body convulsed and she shuddered, "Remo!" She cried out as her body obeyed his command.

Hearing her cried out his name in pleasure made every hair on his scalp stood to attention, every neuron fired and he cried out in pure pleasure.

"Abby!" He spilled hot seeds on her hands. Abby stared at him in a daze. He looked so ethereal moaning out her name.

In that moment, nothing else mattered. They were wrapped in the aftermath of their shared ecstasy, limbs entangled, breaths synchronized