Chapter 95

Sleep. What a concept, Sheng thought as he said goodbye and hung up with his ailing sister who intended to go straight home for some shut eye. He'd barely gotten any since the disastrous Thanksgiving dinner. He couldn't have explained why, but the she-wolf, Gina, just wouldn't leave his thoughts. Worse, she kept invading them with an inviting smile and no clothes.

No amount of masturbation, self-castigation, or chastising speeches to himself seemed to help. His obsession for the wolf wouldn't abate. And it was frankly really starting to piss him off.

How dare Gina turn his carefully controlled world into chaos? Why did he lust after her too curvy body barely covered in her scanty clothes? And her speech? Vulgar, outrageous, husky and sexy.