CHAPTER FOUR
“Take off your clothes,” he started simply after settling into a chair.
She waited, suddenly stunned by the very idea of what she had agreed to, these cool, crisp words from another stranger…more demands, and any resistance melted. Her heart was beating hard, her p***y raw with want, and she could foresee in her mind’s eye becoming the servile slut she’d once been trained to be.
If there had been music, she would have done a raunchy striptease before the fisherman’s lewdly gazing eyes. But she had just the breeze, the noise of a few cawing gulls and buzzing insects, and her feral physical excitement as a backdrop for disrobing. Alex Greenwood turned back into a stranger as he stared at her, into the fisherman she’d just met. She obeyed the order because in her mind, she was
