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?”

take a second to think about how I

begin with.” I remind him after finding

before cupping my cheek

close to my ear. “A fool that didn’t realize

you were.” I

“It meant more to me than you

wanted to listen to him say. I always imagined this would be his reaction after finding out about it. Another reminder that

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

as possible. Your name on my body made me feel like you were a part

thought we were already

as close as I wanted

He asks, waiting for

of him, and the last thing I wanted to do was to say something that would

gasped when his finger slid past my n****e. “Is

you doing?” I

you.” He growls. “Is

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

“No.”

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

didn’t matter because Damon’s face was

close enough?” He asks as

I

quickly covered my n****e, closing over it, his lips gently on top of it, barely moving. He wasn’t sucking; he wasn’t

he waiting on? And why did this feel

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

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