The drive to the beach would only take about half an hour to Chris’ relief. If it was any longer, he had no idea how to contain his raging desire for the woman sitting silently in the passenger seat. It had taken him a great deal of self-control not to hit the brakes to the side of the road, pull Chloe into his lap, and rub her ass over his arousal.
Inhaling her familiar scent was enough to turn him on that he desperately avoided getting a glimpse of her exposed cleavage. On the road, he kept reminding himself that he needed to take things slow. Patience is your best virtue, Christopher. If you want to take her as your woman, you must exercise restraint and show her respect. This is Chloe, not some tramp.
Scaring Chloe was the last thing he wanted. So, all he could do was to bite his ton
