The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

Chapter 137

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 137

~CLARISSA~

“Remove what?” I gasp. I couldn’t believe this was happening right now. It felt like a dream, and this feels like the Damon I’ve always craved. It felt too good to be true.

“The one thing on your body that made me the happiest man alive.” He growls.

Did it really make him that happy?

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I lie.

I didn’t want to assume he was speaking about the tattoo; I wanted to hear him admit it first.

He breathes me in, “You know exactly what I’m talking about.”

I tried to stop my heart from doing the inevitable, but I was losing all control because of his nearness. It had me confused and, quite frankly, stupid.

“My name.” He croaks in a pained whisper.

What was he doing to me? His voice. The way he was looking at me. Everything was doing something strange to my body. I think he knew exactly what he was doing. This was intentional.

“Your name?” I gasp. “What about it?”

His hand travels up my thighs, and all the air is pushed out of my lungs from his unexpected touch. His hands are warm despite of how cold the night’s air was.

“Why is it no longer on your beautiful body?” He finally asks the question I was waiting on. “It’s gone. Why is it gone?”

think about how I

to begin with.” I remind him after finding my

cupping my cheek in

was a f*****g fool.” He whispers close to my ear. “A fool that didn’t realize his mistakes

you were.”

was still there.” He confesses. “It meant more to me than

always imagined this would be

He asks, rubbing his nose against the base of my

swallow, “Because I wanted to be as close to you as possible. Your name on my body made me feel like you were a part of me. Something I didn’t think would ever be

we were already close.”

as close as I wanted us

He asks, waiting for me to

to that. I was finally getting a reaction out of him, and the last thing I wanted to do was

past my n****e. “Is

you doing?”

He growls. “Is

to answer his question. But it wasn’t close enough;

“No.”

of the way, and the cool air touches

Damon’s face was

this close enough?” He asks as his warm breath brushes my

I could

say anything else, Damon’s mouth quickly covered my n****e, closing over it, his lips gently on top of

waiting on? And why did this feel

my permission to keep going. He wants to know if I’m okay with this. After all, I was the one that told him

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