The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 143

~CLARISSA~

I frustratingly packed my bags with the aching feeling between my legs. I wanted more, and Damon wasn’t giving it to me.

I shut the door as I met everyone outside. It was time to leave. It was midnight, and we had to get home soon since we had classes tomorrow. If we didn’t, we could have stayed an extra night.

“Are we sticking to the same arrangement as before?” Atticus asks. “You can come with us if you want, Clarissa.”

I bite down hard on my lip. I wanted to head back with Damon, but I also wanted to teach him a lesson for not giving me what I wanted. He was playing with my emotions and I didn’t like it.

“If that’s what you want, sure.” I smile at Atticus.

I could feel Damon’s gaze digging into my back. He was angry that I had accepted Atticus’s invitation. Even though I was doing this to upset him, I knew that it would bother me as well.

We could have gotten more alone time in his jeep. I move that thought out of my head. I had to stick with my plan. Whenever I made Damon wait, he always got more desperate for me. This would work in my favor; I had to suck in all the pain.

The drive home was a boring one, and without realizing it, I’d fallen asleep.

The next time I woke up, it was already morning, and time to get dressed for the academy.

had drained me of my energy. I couldn’t remember the last time

of jeans and a top and opened my room door, only to find Damon

as he slammed his lips against

advantage and he sticks his tongue in. I moan as he

kiss a few seconds later. “You left me

what I wanted,”

my

my room last night?” I manage to ask despite

wasn’t aware of anything that

but watch. If I tried to make a problem about it,

against a smile at his apparent frustration since Atticus was the one

to be able to kiss you in the open. I want to be able to

gasped, unsure if I’d heard him

everyone

away from me. “I’ll see you in

fell back against the wall. I didn’t know how to react to Damon

.

~DAMON~

tricks in the books to make me give her what she was asking for. She may think I

especially when she was begging me

p***y. And f**k, it was so tight; yesterday it squeezed the life out of my finger. I could still feel her walls around it, stretching and

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