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.

lay on my back, looking at the stars in the ceiling. How 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

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

the door finally opens, I quickly look up and feel relief flow throughout my body when I find Damon

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

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

onto the bed and climbing over

our last night here,” I whisper. “Why can’t you give me what

gently rubs my cheek with his thumb finger. “Because I

want

My a*s flies off the bed when his finger sinks into

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

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

out, only to push it

groans as he keeps repeating the motion, each time

wasn’t enough.

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 myself from bringing attention

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

hands to spread my legs even wider as he travels down my body. He covers my scream with his hand the second

suck on my p***y. My eyes rolled back into my head

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