The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 142

~CLARISSA~

I’m restless and impatient. Atticus has Damon caught up in a card game with the others, and he isn’t getting a chance to come to my room.

I’ve been in and out of my room for two hours so far, and each time I could feel his eyes on me. He knows I’m waiting on him.

I can sense his impatience, but he has to hold it in front of everyone else.

I could feel his eyes following me as I walked into the kitchen and then out of it.

“Where the hell is your head at?” Dante asks. “You’re causing us to lose this game.”

Damon growls and buries his hand in his hair; he looks like he wants to pull the strands out. “I’m bored. Why are we even playing this again?”

He wasn’t bored. He wanted to come to me.

I walked back to my room and f****d myself to stay there until he was ready for me. I got out of my clothes once more. I loved his reaction last night to seeing me n***d, and I wanted to do the same to him tonight.

my back, looking at the stars in the ceiling. How much longer would I have to wait? I didn’t think there would ever be a day when I would wait n***d in my bed for Damon to come for

of it. Everything that I wanted was finally coming true. And

my body when I

my mouth with his.

feel how much he wants me between my legs. I gasp when he grabs my hips and purposefully rubs me up and down his body while still

hissed before throwing me onto the bed

here,” I whisper. “Why can’t you give me what I

rubs my cheek with his thumb finger. “Because I want to make this as special for you as

you is special,” I assure him. “I want you now, Damon. I don’t want to

legs wide. My a*s flies off the bed when

to hold back. “I’ve never felt anything like this before. You feel so damn good, Clarissa. How could

I wanted to know the answer to that question. Why did he take this long to

out, only to

he keeps repeating the motion, each time getting deeper

though this felt amazing, it still wasn’t enough. It still wasn’t what I

lips part, and it’s hard not to scream when he’s bringing me so much pleasure. I can’t hold it in anymore, and I think Damon realizes it because he covers my mouth with his hand to stop me from screaming. I bite his fingers to prevent myself

awake; they would easily hear me. The last thing I wanted was

uses both hands to spread my legs even wider as he travels down my body. He

him as he continued to practically lick and suck on my p***y. My eyes rolled back into my head at

and even I didn’t know what it was. I could feel the tears forming in my eyes, the good