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.

“touch me.” I beg.

eyes darken with passion and need,

hands to my breasts. His eyes are growing darker 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 it was wet and

asshole!” He growls. “Why didn’t you

Was he jealous?

with, in the pouring rain begging that he touches me.” I

at my words, and a

lips are against my ear once more, “he also doesn’t get to see your bare breasts as

b-breasts? But my dress was

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

devour my neck. “I didn’t wear it for him; I promise I wore it for you. To get a reaction out of you. But you passed me straight

felt happy to be pressed against

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

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

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

he stares into my eyes. My back moves off the jeep, and Dante opens the back door and pushes