Wild at Heart (Walk on the Wild Side #1) by Lara Archer

from her clam shell, only with duskier skin and much more bodacious curves. She was absolutely luscious, even in broad sunlight. The woman didn’t have a flaw. Couldn’t she at least have had scaly elbows, or some cellulite or something? Even just a little chipped nail polish would have helped.
    Jesus. No wonder Nick had jumped at the first possible chance to bang her.
    And no doubt he was going to thoroughly enjoy the next few hours, with a professional duty to keep his eagle eye on her through his camera lens.
    Jake grinned even wider than before, and gave Ruby a frank, cheerful stare head to foot and back up again, with a bit of a breathless pause at the level of her astonishing breasts. “Holy Mary—I believe I have found my motivation for this scene!”
    Ruby gave him a sassy look, with her hands on her bare hips. “Don’t you go harassing me now, mijo.”
    Jake shook his head, still grinning. “Oh, no, ma’am. This is not harassment. This is pure aesthetic appreciation, one human being to another. This might possibly even be worship.”
    Pure aesthetic appreciation or otherwise, his penis was definitely interested. It began very conspicuously to rise. And as it was an already-impressive penis while flaccid, it became downright impossible to ignore as it grew.
    Jake laughed, aware of the direction of everyone’s eyes. “Pay no attention to Little Jake. He’s just simple-minded. Refuses to communicate directly with my brain.” He waved his hand in the air above his burgeoning erection, as if trying to blow out a fire. “No, seriously, this is physiological. Absolutely nothing I can do about it.”
    “Understood,” said Nick, and Amber wanted to punch him in the face.
    Or in a considerably more sensitive spot.
    “It’s okay,” said Ruby, who was, surprisingly, blushing a bit. “And it’s Not-So-Little Jake, by the way.”
    Jake bowed with a flourish. “Thank you, my lady.” And he straightened up and grinned. Amber had never known anyone so completely comfortable with his body. “But if you’d rather have me wear one of those sling things, I can strap my buddy down.”
    Ruby hesitated a second. “No,” she said, “it’s okay. We don’t need to be trying to hide straps.” She even smiled again. “This is all about the nakedness, right?”
    Amber noticed Nick’s shoulders shaking–damn the man, he was laughing. She looked fully over at him for the first time in a while, and discovered his head wasn’t turned to look at naked Ruby. He was fiddling with Camera 2 now, adjusting the height of the tripod.
    Well, that was…gentlemanly, or something. Or confusing.
    Confusing, definitely. Nick didn’t do gentlemanly.
    Focus, Amber. Focus. “Okay. Jake and Ruby. Here’s what I need you to do. Remember this is about exposing the vulnerability inside you. Not just about…Not-So-Little Jake. I want you both to stand here, without your clothes on, and try to think of a time in your life when you were most scared.”
    Ruby’s eyes flashed wide, and her face seemed to pale. “Jesus! You serious?”
    “Vulnerability,” Amber repeated. “That’s where fear comes from.”
    “No kidding,” muttered Ruby, and she shook out her arms like she was trying to shake off an attack of nerves.
    Amber paused. So...what’s the famously unflappable Ruby Torres so scared of?
    Jake took half a step towards his co-star, concerned. “You okay?”
    “Yeah, yeah.” Ruby breathed in hard. Shut her eyes. “This is great—I’m just perfect.”
    “Look, Ruby,” said Amber. “If this is too much for the first day, we can stop and try something else.” She really hoped Ruby wouldn’t choose that option, though—she wasn’t entirely sure how they’d make up the time.
    “No worries, chica . We got sunshine today, and we don’t want to waste it.” The Oakland tough-girl brassiness was coming back into Ruby’s voice. “I’m a pro. I’m ready.”
    “Great. Listen, why don’t we skip straight to doing