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.

my head, “touch me.” I beg. “Please

darken with passion and

by the second as he stares at them through my dress. I didn’t wear a b*a today. The white dress was a thin material, and I knew he could see everything now that

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

Was he jealous?

middle of the road with, in the pouring

lit up at my words, and a low growl tore from the back of

get to see

bare b-breasts? But

see him today. I’ll get another one for you.” He hissed before burying his lips in my

it for you. To get a reaction out of you. But you passed me straight in the hallway. You

be pressed against him. I wish his shirt weren’t between

my chin, and he kisses me there before moving closer to my ear, “I had to.” He confesses. “I couldn’t look at you, Willow. If I’d seen what you were wearing, I would have lost my freaking mind. I knew I would have begged you not to go if I saw you. That’s why I f****d myself not to look at you, but I swear

more shocking to learn that he would have begged me to stay home and not go to the party. If

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

sucks on it, but he’s very gentle as he stares into my