Filthy rich werewolves by Taylor Caine novel Chapter 317

He... was naked from the waist up!

"You..." Her face was red, and her eyes were still closed. She did not dare to open them for fear that she would see something she should not see.

"Won't you open your eyes, Sis?" His breath was fragrant like an orchid, and his murmur sounded like the deepest enchantment.

Grace, however, kept her eyes closed. She was blushing while urging, "Quickly change your clothes!"

"I'd rather you look at me," he said. "Besides, I did Sis a favor today. Won't you even look at me, Sis?"

Grace stiffened, and her teeth unconsciously bit her lip. She let out a low cry as she touched the spot where he had bitten her.

She heard his low chuckle in her ear. Then, she felt his fingers stroking her lips. "You know what? You looked so cute just now."

Cute?

Before she had time to react, she suddenly felt some pressure on her lips. It was soft with a touch of warmth. It was his... lips!

He was kissing her!

Grace immediately opened her eyes and stared at the face before her. They were so close that she could not see his whole face. All she could see was his bright eyes that were like blooming peach blossoms. They were so beautiful they looked like they could capture people's souls at any time.

"Umm..." She subconsciously wanted to open her mouth and say something, but it only made him kiss her deeper.

Grace accepted the kiss passively while she laid her hands against his chest. Her hands seemed to burn as if they were about to catch fire.