But there it was and Taylor felt the warmth start to spread from her center and out to her...

TIME.

Zoe's warm fingers slowly slid away. Taylor was sure she sensed some reluctance in how Zoe let go. Or maybe that was just Taylor's own disappointment. She had been so close. SO close.

Dammit. Why am I always the one left wanting? The alcohol, the pot, the nudity -- every time Taylor thought she'd reached peak horniness her body found a way to climb ever higher. It left the lithe brunette feeling especially antsy, which was maybe why Tim was able to take the next race. Taylor almost ended up...