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.

The damn thing was now hard as a rock. I was sure she could feel it under that tiny bikini bottom. It barely covered anything, to begin with. If I looked a little lower,

f**k!

like that about her. I can’t. I would never

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 she begged me to do

good idea, Willow.” I

was to

don’t know what you’re saying

throat when

Motherfucker.

you knew I wanted you

vehicle comes to an abrupt stop at her question. I couldn’t stop

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

radio wasn’t on, making

want me to touch you?”

I wasn’t even aware she had thoughts like this on her mind. However, I knew there was a possibility that all of this was only because she was drunk. I couldn’t tell for sure, not

hitches when she grabs my hands and

as I watch her beautiful breasts in my own hands. They fit perfectly, like they were made for

attention away from her

about the rain when I hear a soft moan from Willow’s mouth. I snap my head in her direction, her lips parted and cheeks flushed. All the blood drains from my face when her arousal hits my nose. It was so f*****g high

continues to rub her lower body against mine. “Please repeat it, Dante.

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

was like a damn spell, an enchantment. She