His cock was hard and pressed against the front of his jeans. Luckily it was dark out and there wasn’t anyone around as he and Aspen headed to their motel room. There was no mistaking the state he was in. So far he didn’t think Aspen had noticed. If she had, it wouldn’t have bothered him. Actually, he wanted her to. During the entire meal he’d only been able to smell the scent of her need. Her arousal was an ever-present sign of how ready she was to accept him into her body. More than a few times he’d had to hold back a purr when the scent of her desire became almost too much. He unlocked the room door and pushed it open wide to let Aspen step through before him. He followed her in and closed them inside. She turned on the lamp on the small table between the two beds as he went to the single window and pulled the curtains closed. Taylor turned to face Aspen. She sat on the end of one of the beds, watching him. He crossed the distance between them until he stood directly in front of her.
