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.

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

giggle at the thought of it. Everything that I wanted was finally coming true.

up and feel relief flow throughout my body when

he lifts my body off the sheets and covers my mouth with his. I wrap my arms around his neck and

grabs my hips and purposefully rubs me up

hissed before throwing me onto the

our last night here,” I whisper. “Why

finger. “Because I want to

assure him. “I want you now, Damon. I don’t want to wait any

wide. My a*s flies off the bed when his finger sinks into my p***y without

tries his best to hold back. “I’ve never felt anything like this before. You feel so damn good, Clarissa. How could I have stayed away from you for so

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

out, only to push it back in, this time deeper than

the motion, each time getting deeper inside

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

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

easily hear me. The last thing I wanted was for everyone

he travels down my body. He covers my scream with his hand the second his tongue

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

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