CHAPTER 6
Camille’s breath left her. Entirely. He wants…? I would be…? Her brain stalled out and the limo picked up even more speed, lights flickering across both of them. Holy. s**t.
In so many ways, the fantasy was beyond tame, but the fact that it was Wyatt who wanted to strip her bare and enjoy her every inch? Somehow the want became sexy as hell.
But, she reminded herself, if he knows exactly how sexy, he’ll use it against you. He’ll be in charge.
Which wasn’t going to work.
At all.
She forced a careless smile, making careful note of how it seemed to draw him closer. He did love her confidence. “Naked and exposed for you, huh?”
“Absolutely. You would be so perfect.”
Heat climbed her neck, her cheeks. If Wyatt noticed how her skin flushed under his fingertips, he didn’t show it
