Taylor gets worked up

The went straight to her head, and her book was a highly erotic romance novel. By the time her glass was empty, Taylor was horny. Very horny. Her chest and cheeks were flushed. Her nipples were stiff. And she could feel how wet and hot her pussy was.

The most recent chapter of her book described a scene where the swashbuckling hero, having just rescued the peasant girl he'd fallen for, finally gives in to her demands that he take her virginity, and rips her dress off in an alley behind the rowdy tavern and bends her over a barrel.

It was starting to get harder to think straight. But what to do about it?