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.