Paul loved Bella's scent. It was, at once, soothing and arousing. Feeling his length harden in his shorts, he quietly grunted and looked down into her eyes. She felt it, too, he knew she did. The spike in her scent told him so, as well as the increased heat between her legs. There was little else he wanted, at that moment, than to rip her clothes from her body and bury himself in her sweet heat, but they weren't ready for that just yet. He leaned in closer and pressed his lips to hers, enjoying their sweet taste and texture.