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.

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

thought of it. Everything that I wanted was finally coming true. And it wasn’t a dream.

relief flow throughout my body when I find

the sheets and covers my mouth with his. I wrap my arms

he grabs my hips and purposefully rubs me

hissed before throwing me onto the bed and climbing over

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

finger. “Because I want to make this as special

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

talking when he uses his hand to 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

his face as he tries his best to hold back. “I’ve never

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

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

repeating the motion, each time getting deeper

it still wasn’t

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

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

legs even wider as he travels down my body.

lick and suck on my p***y. My eyes rolled back into my head at the pleasure he

and even I didn’t know what it was. I could feel the tears