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 now hard as a rock. I was sure she could feel it under that tiny bikini bottom. It barely covered anything,

f**k!

think like that about her. I can’t. I would

my grip on the damn thing before I used my hands to do something else. Something that I

think that’s a good idea, Willow.” I try

turn my attention back to the road. Again, I knew the right thing to do was to stop the vehicle, but I knew if I did, I wouldn’t have

now,” I explain. “You don’t know what you’re saying or doing. I don’t think

my throat when she

Motherfucker.

doing it if you knew I wanted you to touch me?” She asks

to an abrupt stop at her question. I couldn’t stop myself this time. Was this just the

the windshield when she is f****d backward. This time I had no choice but to touch her—one hand on her back and the other still on her head,

making it much easier to hear every sound

touch you?” I ask

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

hitches when she grabs my hands and guides them to

beautiful breasts in my own hands. They fit perfectly, like

attention away from her for a few seconds. Where did this

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

to rub her lower body against mine. “Please repeat it, Dante. Tell me that I’m your wife. I want to hear you

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

It was like a damn spell, an enchantment.