The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 196

Book 3 Chapter 32

~DANTE~

I don’t know how to answer that question.

A part of me screams yes. Another part, the part of me that still belongs to Anya, shouts no.

I swallow hard once more, “do you want to?”

I don’t know why I’m entertaining this conversation but I want an answer.

Her nose is pressed against my throat, “do I want to what?” She asks.

Maybe I shouldn’t be driving when she’s distracting me like this. It wasn’t a good idea at all.

“Do you want to touch me?” I ask her. I don’t know why I’m even asking this. But I need to f*****g know her answer.

“I already am.” She whispers as she presses a kiss to my throat. I swear I f*****g see stars.

Stars? I must be losing my mind.

“You can touch me too.” She whispers seductively as she rubs her lower half against mine.

was sure she could feel it under that tiny bikini bottom. It barely covered anything, to begin with. If I

f**k!

would not think like that about her. I can’t. I would never forgive

steering wheel; I had to keep my grip on the damn thing before I used my hands to do something else. Something that I knew I couldn’t, not even if I wanted to. Not even if

idea, Willow.” I try

than needed. I quickly turn my attention back to the road. Again, I knew the right thing to do was to stop the vehicle, but

drunk right now,” I explain. “You don’t know what you’re saying or doing. I don’t think this is something

stuck in my throat when she presses harder on

Motherfucker.

if you knew I wanted you to touch me?”

abrupt stop at her question. I couldn’t

to stop her from hitting the windshield when she is f****d backward. This time I had no choice but to touch

hard. The radio wasn’t on, making it much easier

you?” I ask in a

wasn’t even aware she had thoughts like this on her mind. However, I knew there was a possibility that

hitches when she grabs my

her beautiful breasts in my own hands.

be happening. The rain pouring onto the vehicle pulls my attention away from her for a few seconds. Where

my face when her arousal hits my nose. It was so f*****g high that it was possible she’d just. . . That can’t be true. She wouldn’t have

against mine. “Please repeat it, Dante. Tell me that I’m your wife. I want

f**k. f**k. f**k.

was like a damn spell, an enchantment.