40.Chapter 40

With a low groan, Camilla shifted and turned away from him.

Desmond nuzzled closer to her neck, taking in her scent. "Honey..." he whispered, his hands beginning to roam as they slipped beneath her nightgown.

Camilla spent a fitful night, her sleep marred by a vivid nightmare where she felt a heavy burden on her legs and the sensation of hands touching her. She pleaded for the ordeal to end, and g