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Taylor had been looking forward to the charity gala for weeks, not just because it was a glamorous event, but because she had a special plan in mind. She had recently bought a new pheromone perfume that promised to make her irresistible, and tonight, she was going to put it to the test.
She slipped into her green dress, the one that hugged her curves perfectly and showcased her figure. After applying the perfume to her neck and wrists, she gave herself a final once-over in the mirror. The dress was stunning, but it was the mischievous glint in her eyes that completed the look.
When Travis saw her, his reaction was just as she had hoped. His eyes widened, and he let out a low whistle. "Wow, you look absolutely incredible."
"Thank you," Taylor replied, smiling sweetly. "Ready for the gala?"
"Ready as I'll ever be," he said, though his gaze lingered on her longer than usual. As they drove to the event, she could feel his eyes on her, a silent testament to the perfume's effectiveness.
At the gala, they mingled with other guests, but Taylor could tell that Travis was distracted. He stayed close to her, his hand always finding its way to the small of her back or her waist. Whenever she moved, the scent of the perfume seemed to envelop them both, heightening the tension between them.
During the dinner, Travis leaned in close, his breath warm against her ear. "I can't believe how badly I want to take you right now," he whispered, his voice thick with desire.
Taylor smiled, her plan working perfectly. "Is that so?" she teased, her eyes sparkling.
"It's this damn perfume," he murmured, his lips brushing against her ear. "It's making me think filthy things. You smell so fucking good, I can't get enough."
Taylor shivered, her heart racing. "Travis, we're in public," she murmured, though the thrill of his words made her weak in the knees.
"I know," he replied, his eyes dark with need. "But I can't help it. You have no idea what you're doing to me."
Taylor's pulse quickened, her own desire mirroring his. "Good," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "That was the idea."
As the evening went on, the intensity between them grew. At one point, Taylor found herself standing and chatting with a woman about the charity's upcoming projects. Travis stood just behind her, his presence a constant reminder of the charged atmosphere between them.
The woman excused herself for a moment, and as soon as she was out of earshot, Travis seized the opportunity. He stepped closer, his lips brushing against Taylor's neck. "You're driving me crazy," he whispered, his voice low and intense.
Taylor felt a thrill of satisfaction. "Travis, people might see," she said, her voice trembling with excitement.
"I don't care," he replied, his lips moving to her shoulder, planting soft, tantalizing kisses along the way. "I need you. Right now."
Taylor closed her eyes, her breath hitching. The sensation of his lips on her skin, combined with the effects of the pheromone perfume, was almost too much to bear. She felt her resolve slipping, replaced by a growing desire that mirrored his.
Just then, the woman returned, her eyes widening slightly as she took in the scene before her. Travis continued to kiss Taylor's neck and shoulders, seemingly oblivious to the woman's presence. Taylor's cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and excitement as she realized the woman had seen them.
The woman gave a knowing smile and a polite nod, then quietly walked away, leaving them to their private moment.
"That was close," Taylor said, her voice barely a whisper.
