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.

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 Damon to come for

I wanted was finally coming true.

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

lifts my body off the sheets and covers my mouth

grabs my hips and purposefully

hissed before throwing me onto the bed

“Why can’t you give me what I

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

“I want you now,

when he uses 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 could feel it

the look of pain on his 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 you for

that question. Why did he take this long to be this

as he pulls his finger out, only to push it back in, this time

he keeps repeating the motion,

amazing, it still wasn’t enough. It still wasn’t what

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

was for everyone to barge into my room because they listened to my screams of

wider as he travels down my body. He covers my scream with his hand

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

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