Filthy rich werewolves by Taylor Caine novel Chapter 204

He suddenly flipped over and pressed her down below him. “It’s not enough... It’s far from enough.”

His fingers gently caressed her face. Her alluringly drunk demeanor was like a budding rose, so beautiful and so attractive.

Her eyes shimmered whenever she looked at him. Her smile when she called him ‘Jay’, her hands wrapping themselves around his neck, her fresh, sweet scent filling his whole being… All these made him feel like he was being intoxicated.

He was drunk on her, he realized abruptly.

“It looks like I should not have said things such as not touching a drunk woman,” he murmured. This was the first time he went back on his words, and it was all because of her.

He lowered his head and kissed her lips while tossing and turning around. It felt so nostalgic, and he was so reluctant to leave.

His physical urge that had been aroused by her needed to be appeased by her only.

It was as if his body would only react so strongly toward her.

He did not know how long they were kissing for before they stopped. He found that she had already fallen asleep.

“What the...” A rare helplessness surfaced within him. This woman was playing with fire mere moments ago but had fallen asleep, leaving him hanging there.

His dark eyes stared at the person underneath him. After some time, Jason sighed and pulled the covers over Grace before sitting back by the side of the bed.

“You owe me, do you know that?” he mumbled as his voice dissipated in the air.