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.

I didn’t think there would ever be a day when I would wait n***d

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

my body when I find Damon in

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

much he wants me between my legs. I gasp when he grabs my hips and purposefully rubs

throwing me onto the bed and climbing over

“Why can’t

thumb finger. “Because I want to make this

want you now, Damon. I don’t want

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,

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

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

I cry out as he pulls his finger out, only to push it back in, this time

he keeps repeating the motion, each time getting deeper

still wasn’t enough. It still

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

wanted was for everyone

my legs even wider as he travels down my body. He covers my scream with his hand the second his tongue dips into my

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

I cry. “Please, please.” I was begging him for something, and even I didn’t know what it was. I could feel the tears forming in my