The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 222

Book 3 Chapter 58

~WILLOW~

I cry when Dante grabs my legs and guides them around his waist before pressing me harder against his jeep. His mouth was aggressive and hungry as he practically devoured my lips. I’ve had his kisses in the past before, but none of them compared to this one.

It felt wild and free like he was finally kissing me without the thought of my sister in the back of his mind.

He didn’t give a care in the world that we were in the middle of the road, and for some reason, neither did I.

I moaned into his mouth and buried my hands in his hair. I was dying to bring him closer to me.

“Your body is the softest I’ve ever had the pleasure of having in my arms.” He growls against my lips before deepening the kiss even more.

I pull on his hair to force his lips apart from mine. His eyes were wide with surprise that I’d just stopped the kiss.

“What’s wrong?” He whispers. “Was I too rough?”

I could see the horror in his eyes at the possibility of being too rough with me.

head, “touch me.” I beg.

darken with

dress. I didn’t wear a b*a today.

wear a f*****g b*a to meet that asshole!” He growls. “Why didn’t

Was he jealous?

road with, in the pouring rain begging that he touches

a low growl tore from the back of his

ear once more, “he also doesn’t get to see your bare breasts as you’re pressed

But my dress

“You wore this to see him today. I’ll get another one for you.” He

it for him; I promise I wore it for you. To get a reaction out of you. But you passed me straight in the hallway.

bare breasts felt happy to be pressed against him. I wish his shirt weren’t between

my freaking mind. I knew I would have

would have begged me to stay home and not go to the party. If he’d done that, I would have

he moves his mouth closer to my breasts. “I couldn’t f*****g sleep, Willow. I don’t know what’s happening to me, but I’m already so f*****g attached to you. I need you in my bed every night beside me, or I’ll never be able

as he stares into my