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.

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 bed for

out a little giggle at the thought of it. Everything that I wanted

throughout my body when I find Damon in front of me. He quickly locks the door before moving towards

my body off the sheets and covers my mouth

I gasp when he grabs my hips and purposefully rubs me up and down his body while still kissing me. I was growing increasingly wet, and the proof rubbed onto his pants and

He hissed before throwing me onto the

whisper. “Why can’t you give me what I

cheek with his thumb finger. “Because I want to make

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

My a*s flies off the bed when his

he tries his best to hold back. “I’ve never felt

wanted to know the answer to that question. Why did he

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

the motion, each time getting deeper inside

still wasn’t enough. It still wasn’t what I

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 to stop me from screaming. I bite his fingers to prevent myself

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

legs even wider as he travels down my body. He

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

and even I didn’t know what it