The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 207

Book 3 Chapter 43

~DANTE~

f**k ME.

If I didn’t get Willow down from that jeep in time, I would have f****d her hard against it without a second thought.

I wanted her. I f*****g wanted her.

I felt like I would snap the second I got my hands on her sweet body. That’s why I stopped it before anything could happen.

I know I’d managed to hurt her again. I could sense her sadness from my seat.

f**k.

Her scent burned the f*****g air. I could smell her. I could smell her everywhere. And damn it. I wanted to spread her legs and bury my nose in her p***y.

“Did I do something wrong?” She whispers.

Ah—s**t. Even her voice was pulling me in.

She did do something wrong. She spread her f*****g legs wide for me without me asking. When I looked at her legs, I wasn’t planning on looking there. I wasn’t prepared for Willow spreading them so wide and displaying her p***y for me like it was a painting in a damn museum.

I breathed in hard and immediately regretted it. I’m hit with her powerful scent. My hands tighten on the steering wheel. I can’t find the strength to speak. All of my inner strength was preoccupied. It was too busy keeping me off Willow.

me

jeep off a

Willow,” I

don’t know how much longer I can hold myself back. I was considering leaving

my legs for you?”

MOTHERFUCKER.

loved it. Her innocence was dangerous. Did she not see how f*****g hard my d**k

much. In fact, every night that I went to sleep after today, I would dream of her pretty pink

wanted you to see that part

don’t want to talk about this. You asked me to look at you finally, and

finally stopped speaking, and I felt only a little relaxed. I still had to get her back to the beach house. I needed to be around people. That way, I wouldn’t lose control. I wouldn’t do something I could

Willow. Not for Anya. Not touching her was solely for her.

do it to her. She deserved only the best. She didn’t deserve to be f****d by an asshole like me. She deserved someone who would make love to her. Someone that would worship her body. I wasn’t capable of that. Not now.

was still stuck in the past. As long as it remained there, I couldn’t

needed to get far away from her

probably accept that Damon would marry Anya in the past, a wedding

breaths. Think about something else. Anything but her spreading her legs and displaying her f*****g p***y to you. And I swear it was the prettiest p***y I’d ever seen in my life. I knew it would have been like that. I knew it would have been perfect, just like

my chest when I hear Willow wiping her nose and sniffling beside