บท 577: Dylan Is Annoyed

Dylan stared at the naked figure of the woman of his dreams. 

She was nearly fully in the nude. With only a bit of underwear to cover up her lower side and her white hair, dancing down to shield his eyes from her chest. 

However, it was enough to guess that a little sway of her head was all it took to reveal more of her inviting body. The thought of this alone was mind boggling, he could not help but wish she would turn her head a little as he stared at the pinkish nipple, barely peeping out at him. 

Her figure was slender, a characteristic of her beast kind. Her skin was somewhat fair, and the little trace of moonlite that came from the lightly draped curtain only added and extra effect to her seductiveness. 

She looked his way, her eyes betraying her need for him, and then she looked away as if not to care what he was going to do. 

She took her time, her steps, well measured as she mounted the bed, and then she spread her legs to him.