Chapter 75: Dirty Slut
Remo’s eyes flickered between her own, a torrent of emotions cascading through them. With a decisive pull, he drew her closer, encircling her in a tight embrace, his face nestled into her neck. Settling back against the couch, he brought her with him, her knees finding a place on either side of his hips as she reciprocated the hug.
An overwhelming surge of emotion enveloped them, creating an almost suffocating atmosphere. She hoped he sensed the sincerity behind her words and the depth of her love for him. Remo’s arms remained securely wrapped around her waist, and an unspoken weight hung in the air, an inexplicable tension tightening their connection.
As the atmosphere shifted, a peculiar tension emerged, casting a spell around them. She became rigid when she felt Remo’s warm breath on her neck. His nose traced a gentle path along her skin, back and forth, while his arms relaxed, gliding down her waist. His lips, warm and tender, brushed lightly against her neck, leaving an indelible imprint of intimacy in the air.
He pulled away as she noticed his breathing starting to shallow out, and he started to leave warm wet open-mouthed kisses up and down her neck, before pulling away and going to the other side, repeating the same action. She bit down on her lip so hard she swore she nearly bit through it, the feeling of his lips on her making her whole body tingle and her head swimming too fast to register what was happening.
She didn’t even notice her hips starting to shift until Remo gripped her hips tighter and pulled her down against him, circling his own upwards and she felt that familiar hardness press against her center. He started to rock her against him, and unlike last time when she was just curious she was surprised by how good this felt. Because it felt, really, really fucking good.
Remo’s hands slid down to her behind over her top, and he took a firm hold of the flesh there, rocking her harder against him as he thrust his hips up, groaning as he sank his teeth into her neck, not enough to hurt but enough to cause a shocked whimper to come out of her. Remo pulled his mouth away from her neck, and she looked at his face, his eyes clamped shut and his brows creased tightly, he looked completely lost in what he was doing.
She still didn’t know what was going on, or how they ended up there, but she felt just as lost as him. It was probably the alcohol.
She circled her hips down harder against him, whining softly at the new and unfamiliar feeling, and Remo hissed under his breath, muttering out a barely audible "fuck."
His face leaned forward to hers as he nudged his nose against her cheek, moving his lips to kiss along her jaw until they reached the corner of her mouth.
Her stomach flipped, knotted, and shot up into her throat all at the same time.
His lips hovered over hers, their pants mixing together as Remo moaned quietly, urging her faster against him.
His lips brushed against hers so faintly she barely felt it, but the electricity it shot through her wasn’t like anything she’d ever felt before