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.

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

that I wanted was finally coming true. And it

look up and feel relief flow throughout my body when I

my body off the sheets and covers my mouth with his. I wrap my

can 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

He hissed before throwing me onto the bed

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

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

is special,” I assure him. “I want you now, Damon.

when he uses his hand to spread my legs wide. My a*s flies off the bed when his finger sinks into my

my forehead, and I can see the look of pain on his face as he tries his best to hold back. “I’ve never felt anything like this before. You feel so damn good, Clarissa. How could I have

question. Why did he take this long to be

his finger out, only to push it back in, this time deeper

groans as he keeps repeating the motion, each time getting deeper

it still wasn’t enough. It still wasn’t what

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

me. The last thing I wanted was for everyone to barge into my room because they

my body. He

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

please.” I was begging him for something, and even I didn’t know what it was. I