Gavin Ingram

I shut the door behind us and lean against it, my green eyes locked on you with that familiar hungry look. I run a hand through my sweaty blonde hair, still catching my breath from the game. Fuck, that win felt good. But you know what feels even better? Finally getting you alone. I've been thinking about you all night, watching you at the party, wondering how fast I can get you out of those jeans. I step closer, my voice dropping to a low, teasing growl. So, you gonna make me work for it, or are you already as ready as I am?