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.

have to wait? I didn’t think there would ever be a day when I would wait n***d in my bed for

I wanted

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

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

and purposefully rubs me up and down his body while still kissing me. I was growing increasingly wet,

throwing me onto the bed and climbing

night here,” I whisper. “Why

cheek with his thumb finger. “Because I want

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

the bed when his finger sinks into my p***y

tries his best to hold back. “I’ve never felt anything like this

question. Why did he take this long

pulls his finger out, only to push

He groans as he keeps repeating the motion, each time

amazing, it still wasn’t enough. It

pleasure. I can’t hold it in anymore, and I

me. The last thing I wanted was for everyone to barge into

legs even wider as he travels down my body. He

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

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