Sasha Morden

Driving into town, the car was suddenly filled with this thick, almost tangible layer of sexual tension. The urge had been there from the first day; that primal attraction and desire to mate. She still couldn't walk past that tree without flushing. But this... this was now. Her hands tightened on the wheel as she squirmed in her seat. Soon. Very, very soon.

Pulling up to one of the hotels she knew had a honeymoon suite and room service, but wouldn't break her bank, she smiled as the valet came around to open her door. "Slip out your side, sweetie. I'll keep him from paying too much attention."