Gavin is just one of those people who follows their own rules, who doesn't care what others think, "no...it's just. Maybe you should get dressed first before we talk." I blink a few times, trying to register what she's saying, and then drop my own gaze to casually peruse myself. Well, what do you know? I'm only wearing a pair of boxers with the fly gaping wide open, and my c*** is sticking out half erect." Gavin has brass balls and just says what's on his mind, "are you saying that you're okay with just a eff between us? You don't need a romantic dinner and candlelight? Soft words...slow seduction?" I loved what he thought about his woman, you could tell he was very proud of her, and she just always kept his interest, "oh, eff...she's seducing the s*** out of me and has no clue. The fact that my sweetly timid Savannah is demanding me to undress...so she can see my straining c***, causes my head to fill with a thick fog of primal lust." He's also not one to hold back the compliments, "Christ, Sweet," he panted when I was done. I crawled back up to lay beside him on the bed with a satisfied smile on his face. "You give amazing effing head." I loved reading this book.
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