The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 228

Book 3 Chapter 64

~WILLOW~

Dante’s teeth on my neck before he asked me to leave made everything much harder. It made me want to be with him even more than before. It made me want things that I knew I shouldn’t. Why didn’t he want to give me what I wanted when it was clear that he wanted it also? I could feel his arousal; he wasn’t trying to hide it from me. I don’t think it’s something he could hide, either. He looked ready to be inside of me. I bit my lip hard at the thought of feeling him there.

“Willow.” He growls my name.

He wasn’t going to do it. Not tonight. I could tell by the determination in his voice to get me out of the bathroom.

I spun around in his arms, and instead of running as he asked, I placed both hands on his chest and pushed him backward until he hit the wall. My breasts are pressed against his chest as I peered up at him, “You will f**k me, Dante Fawn. Maybe not tonight or tomorrow. But you will.”

I could see the whirlpool of emotions in his eyes as my words settled.

They are dark with desire as he watches me leave. I make sure to move my waist seductively. I knew I was taking things a bit too far, but every single second of each day I spent with Dante was turning me into a woman that was starved of him. I was becoming desperate to have a part of him that I craved.

shut the door behind me. Where did

to walk back into the bathroom and

couldn’t stop fighting, not now. Soon enough, he will accept his

a towel and dried my skin, changing into a new lingerie. I wasn’t going to make it easy for him. He was determined to keep his hands off me; I

power to make him accept his feelings for me,

It felt like he was hiding in

erotic in my life before, and I wanted to stare some more, but Dante didn’t give me a chance to do it. Everything that he did, it had the power to make me stop and stare. I felt like I

looking into my eyes. He was shirtless, and there was still

that mean he was still

under the sheets, and he couldn’t see my lingerie. I was waiting for the

me and doesn’t bother pulling the sheets over his body. He has one hand behind his neck and is looking at the ceiling. I can tell that he has plenty

me. And that wasn’t something that I was okay with. I wanted to have his

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