Chapter 9
Owen was at the end of his restraint. His hold on control had vacillated all evening. Some moments he managed to distract himself, but they were fleeting. He felt her hips settle down against him and could feel the moist heat of her through her leggings. She wore a loose flowing white blouse over leggings and boots, which she’d kicked off by the door. Her blouse should have concealed her curves, but not for him. His eyes kept falling to the shadowed valley between her breasts. Just now, having her this close, he latched onto his restraint. He was finally going to give into what he wanted. Yet, he wouldn’t let himself lose control because that would be too much right now. With a gulp of air, he sifted a hand through her hair, the silky threads sliding through his fingers. He scan
