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 wanted

it there, to begin with.”

cupping

ear. “A

were.”

it was still there.” He confesses. “It meant

I always imagined this would be his reaction after finding out about it. Another reminder that this could

it?” He asks, rubbing his nose against the

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

we were already close.” He

as close as I wanted us to

asks, waiting for me to give him

finally getting a reaction out of him, and the last thing I wanted to

slid past my

are you

He growls. “Is

can barely think clearly to answer his question. But it

“No.”

when he pushes my bikini out of the way, and the cool air touches it. Thankfully, the water flowed above us, providing

matter because Damon’s face was

as his warm breath brushes my exposed

I

else, Damon’s mouth quickly covered my n****e, closing over it, his lips gently on top of it, barely moving. He wasn’t sucking; he wasn’t doing anything; he just kept his mouth

waiting on? And why did

He wants to know if I’m okay with

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