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.

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

it. Everything that I wanted was

and feel relief flow throughout my body when I find Damon in front of me. He quickly

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

wants me between my legs. I gasp when he grabs my hips and purposefully rubs me up and down his body while still kissing me. I was growing

me onto

our last night here,” I whisper. “Why

thumb finger. “Because I want to make this as special for

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

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

face as he tries his best to hold back. “I’ve never felt anything like this before. You feel so damn good, Clarissa.

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

his finger out, only to push it back in, this time deeper

He groans as he keeps repeating the motion, each time getting

it still wasn’t enough.

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

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

down my body. He covers

my p***y. My eyes rolled back into my

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