DEMI
Someone please rescue my brain. This is the second time I'm asking Gavin to f**k me. The first time, I was drunk. Now, I'm one hundred percent sober.
There are two parts of me right now that are overwhelming and confusing the hell out of me.
One part of me is crushing on Gavin so hard. I mean just look at how hot he is. Who wouldn't want him?
My body is quick to react to his touches. His deep sultry voice is soothing, and I didn't even know I had a fetish for that. His scent intoxicating. His fashion is great, that I'm starting to think anyone with a beating heart wouldn't mind staring at him for the whole day. And by anyone, I mean me.
I can't count the number of times my mind got lost just from looking at him. The number of times my world has stopped, even if it was just for a
