The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 140

~DAMON~

I was f*****g hard. Hard as stone. It was uncomfortable for me to sit still as I watched Clarissa

purposefully walk around in a bikini in front of me.

She knew what she was doing. She knew that she was taunting me, and she was f*****g enjoying it.

The second I got her alone in her room tonight, I would pounce on her like a man starved for food. And

she would be my only f*****g meal.

Her body would be mine tonight.

I still couldn’t believe makeup was that good at hiding her tattoo. It still bothered me whenever I couldn’t

see it. I wanted her to be able to wear it proudly wherever she went. But that would mean other men

would have a clear view of her a*s, and I didn’t want that. I was conflicted. I didn’t know what I actually

wanted.

My eyes narrow when she intentionally drops a cup onto the ground. She winks at me, f*****g winks at

me.

She wouldn’t f*****g dare do what I thought she was going to.

My hands tightened on the glass as I watched her bend down to pick it up. She lingers on the ground,

still bent over, and I almost completely lose my mind when she touches her breast right there in front of

everyone. I slam my fists onto the table to bring all attention to me, making sure that no one sees the

show she is giving to me.

The wine bottle next to me flips and spills all over us.

“What the f**k, Damon!” Dante growls. “Why the hell did you just do that?”

I ignore him, Clarissa is already walking out of the room, and I mutter a few silent curses.

Why was she so good at teasing me? I couldn’t stand up right away. If I did, it would be clear how

aroused I was. The pants I wore weren’t enough to hide my need for her.

And so, I sat down with my hard d**k and continued to play cards with my brothers. Still, I couldn’t get

her out of my head. Every time someone walked into the room, I kept hoping that it was her. She had

me wrapped around her tiny little finger.

“Damon is usually good at this game, yet he’s losing more than anyone else,” Griffin notes. “Why are

you so distracted?”

“I’m just bored.” I lie.

“Everything is too peaceful for him.” Atticus points out. “He needs to have some chaos in his life for him

to have some fun.”

I glare at him. “Let’s play again; I know how to shut you up.”

However, soon after, Clarissa walks right back into the room, distracting me yet again. Was she

purposefully making me lose? Did she make some kind of deal with Autumn? Why the hell was she

doing this to me?

I breathed a sigh of relief when she finally returned and took a seat right next to me.

She was doing everything to make this difficult for me. I didn’t mind as long as she stayed close to me.

“I’m going for a swim,” Griffin says, removing his shirt. “After this fool spilled wine over us, we all

should.”

“I agree,” Dante says as he joins him in removing his shirt.

Atticus grabs the wine bottle and throws Autumn over his shoulder.

I was happy when they all got up and left, allowing me to be alone with Clarissa again. Everyone was

too busy having fun to be concerned about the two of us.

She attempts to go with them, but I grab her waist and pull her over me.

“Where do you think you’re going?” I growl against her ear.

She gasps as she feels my arousal beneath her tiny body. “You did this. You teased me and awoke this

part of me. You don’t get to leave just like that.”

“Damon.” She gasps. “Anyone can walk in and see us.”

I knew it was true, I understood how risky this was, but for some reason, I couldn’t bring myself to care

anymore. My fear of someone finding out about us has kept me from doing things that made me happy;

I wasn’t going to make the same mistake twice.

“Damon.” She tries to push me away. “Someone could see us.”

I ignore her as I bury my mouth in her neck. She smelled f*****g fantastic, as always.

I use my hands on her hips to grind her against my d**k.

I groan at how good it feels to have her on top of me. Clarissa moaned when I gently bit her earlobe.

I wanted to sink my d**k inside her p***y, but I knew I had to wait. I couldn’t rush this. I had to make

sure Clarissa was ready for me. I wanted to make this as memorable and pleasurable for her as

possible. She deserved only the best, and I was prepared to give it to her.

I growl when she sticks her hand into my pants and gently rubs my aching d**k. The damn thing

jumped at her soft touch. It was the first time she touched me there and f**k me; it was almost too

much for me to take.

“You want me.” She whimpers.

“I want you,” I repeat.

“Then take me.” She begs. “I’m yours. It’s so easy to get it inside me. I’m wet and achy for you, Damon.

Put it inside me.”

Her sweet cries were enough to make me bend her over and slip it inside, but I knew I had to have

control. I couldn’t let it get to my head. I had to think about her first.

“You’re not ready yet,” I whisper. “Be patient.”

She grabs my hand and pushes it into her bikini bottoms.

I freeze.

“Fuck.”

I’ve been avoiding touching her there because I knew I wouldn’t be able to stop myself the moment that

I did. It was much softer than I imagined it to be.

She pushed my hand lower, and all thoughts flew out of my head when I touched her opening.

It was dripping wet, and she hadn’t even touched the beach yet for the day.

Where the hell was I supposed to get the strength to resist this?

She rubbed her p***y against my hand, and I could feel her juices spilling all over me.

If she kept this up, I would blow in my f*****g pants.

“Clarissa,” I growl. “Stop. Now.”

“No.” She cries out as her o****m nears. I knew it was near; I could tell by her faster breaths and how

she thrashed against me. “I want this. I want you.”

I wanted her also. Damn it. I was dying to be inside of her. But it couldn’t happen now, not here. I

wouldn’t let it happen.

I force my hands out of her bikini and lift her off me. “Not yet,” I repeat.

Her eyes flashed with annoyance, and I couldn’t stop myself as I pushed a finger into my mouth and

tasted her.

I close my eyes as her taste fills my mouth.

f**k!