Chapter 297: Possession
As the minutes passed in silence, Abby’s mind began to shift from the anxiety and desperation she had orchestrated to something deeper, more primal. She could feel Remo’s warmth, his strength, the rise and fall of his chest against her as he held her close. It had been days since he had touched her like this, and she could feel a longing growing inside her, a need she could no longer ignore.
She pulled back slightly, just enough to look up at him, her eyes still glistening with the remnants of her tears. The vulnerability in her gaze was real, but it was now mixed with something else, something darker and more seductive. She reached up, her fingers gently tracing the line of his jaw, feeling the roughness of his stubble beneath her touch.
"Remo..." she whispered, her voice soft and breathy. "I’ve missed you."
He looked down at her, his brow furrowing slightly as if he wasn’t sure what she meant. "I’m here, Abby. I’m not going anywhere."
She shook her head, a small, sad smile playing on her lips. "I know... but I miss this. I miss us."
Remo hesitated, his eyes searching hers as if trying to understand the shift in her mood. But Abby didn’t give him time to question it. She leaned in closer, her lips brushing against his neck as she whispered, "I miss your touch."
Her words sent a shiver through him, and she could feel the tension in his body as he tried to process what she was doing. But Abby knew him well enough to know that the walls he had built around himself were fragile, especially when it came to her. She had spent months breaking them down, bit by bit, and now she was going to use that to her advantage.
She pressed her lips against his neck, trailing soft kisses along his skin, her hand sliding up his chest to rest over his heart. She could feel it beating rapidly beneath her palm, a sign that her touch was affecting him as much as she had hoped. His breath hitched as she nipped gently at his earlobe, her voice a seductive whisper. "Do you still want me, Remo?"
He swallowed hard, his hands tightening their grip on her as he struggled with his own desires. "Abby... this isn’t the right time..."
But she could hear the hesitation in his voice, the way he was already beginning to succumb to the pull between them. She had always known how to get under his skin, how to make him forget everything else when they were together. And now, she was determined to remind him of that.
"Why not?" she asked, pulling back just enough to look into his eyes. Her own were filled with a mix of longing and desperation. "I need you, Remo. I need to feel close to you."