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.

would I have to wait? I didn’t think there would ever

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

up and feel relief flow throughout my body when I find Damon in front of me. He quickly locks the door before

mouth with his. I wrap my arms

purposefully

hissed before throwing me onto the bed and climbing over

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

finger. “Because I want to make this as special

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

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

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.

Why did he take this long to be

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

the motion, each time getting deeper inside

wasn’t enough. It still

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

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

my body. He covers my scream with his hand the second his tongue dips

and suck 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