Chapter 266 You Would Make A Good Dog

• Walter's voice was husky, and his breathing heavy. In one swift motion, he grabbed her wandering hand, his gaze deep and unfathomable. If she kept this up, he would lose control.
• Stephanie shot him a haughty sidelong glance, the corner of her lips quirking up. “Weren't you the one who told me to touch? Can't handle it now?”
• Unable to restrain himself any longer, Walter pulled her into his embrace, his lips finding hers in a torrent of passion. He trailed heated kisses along her swan-like neck, nipping and sucking lightly, leaving a trail of marks behind as if staking his claim.