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.

wait? I didn’t think

it. Everything that I wanted was finally coming true. And it wasn’t

the door finally opens, I quickly look up and feel relief flow throughout my body when I find Damon in front of me. He quickly locks the door before moving towards

covers my mouth with his. I wrap my

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 kissing me. I

before throwing me onto the bed and climbing

last night here,” I whisper. “Why can’t

his thumb finger. “Because I

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

spread my legs wide. My a*s flies off the bed when his finger sinks into my p***y without warning. I could feel it squeezing him, asking for

best to hold back. “I’ve never felt anything like

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

out, only to push

keeps repeating the motion, each time getting

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

mouth, taking it against his tongue. My 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 from bringing attention to

I wanted was for everyone to barge into my room because

to spread my legs even wider as he travels down my body.

my p***y. My eyes rolled back into my head at the pleasure he was bringing to

something, and even I didn’t know what it was.