Gavin's POV
My voice came out like gravel, barely recognizable even to myself. Raw and desperate. The moment those words escaped, I stopped fighting what I wanted.
I didn't wait for her response. My mouth crashed against hers with a hunger that had been building for too long. She opened for me instantly, like she'd been waiting, like she needed this as badly as I did.
"God, Julia..." The words tore from my throat as my body pressed harder against hers. My hands found her again, fingers sliding deep while I ground against her, breathing raggedly into the curve of her neck.
"I need you so damn bad," I growled, my control shattering completely. "I can't think straight anymore."
Every barrier I'd built crumbled. All those sleepless nights, all that restraint, all those moments I'd forced myself to look away - it all broke apart at once. She felt incredible, sounded perfect, and those soft moans were driving me past reason.
