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.

the ceiling. How much longer would I have to wait? I didn’t think there would ever be a day when

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

look up and feel relief flow throughout my body when I find

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

and purposefully rubs me up and

before throwing me onto the

here,” I whisper. “Why can’t you give

finger. “Because I want to make this as special

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

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

face as he 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

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

his finger out, only to push it

keeps repeating the motion, each time getting

still wasn’t enough. It

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

awake; they would easily hear me. The last thing I wanted was for

legs even wider as he travels down my body. He covers my scream with

to practically lick and suck on my p***y. My

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