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?”

to think about how I wanted

to begin with.” I remind him after finding

inhales sharply before cupping my cheek

whispers close to my ear. “A fool that

you were.”

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

say. I always imagined this would be

did you get it?” He asks, rubbing his nose against the base of

feel like you were a part of me. Something I didn’t

thought we were already close.” He

as I wanted us to

He asks, waiting for me to give him an

don’t know how to respond to that. I was finally getting a reaction out of him, and the last thing I wanted to do was to

his finger slid past my n****e. “Is this close

are you

He growls. “Is this close

to answer his question. But

“No.”

the cool air touches it. Thankfully, the water flowed above us, providing the

Damon’s

this close enough?” He asks as his warm

was all I could say

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

waiting on? And why did this

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

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