Chapter Three BarrettThe door slams, and with it all the oxygen in the room seems to disappear.
Holy f**k.
Ava had barged in on me, and had gotten one hell of an eyeful. Watching her take in every inch with surprise lighting up those beautiful eyes—my c**k twitched. Even with my prompting, she hadn’t said a word before dashing out of the bathroom, but I swear before the door slammed shut behind her, that shock became something more—for just a split second. It had transformed into something hotter and a whole lot less innocent.
She wanted me.
I’m trying to convince myself that it isn’t just my d**k talking.
But the thought gets me so damn hard that before I can picture anything else, my c**k strains up toward my stomach and demands attention. I glance back at the shower, wondering if I
