IVY POVHe leaned in and kissed me softly at first… slow, careful, like he was giving me time to pull away if I wanted to.I didn’t.The kiss deepened, unhurried but full of need, his hand sliding to my waist, pulling me closer until there was barely any space left between us. My breath hitched, my hands curling into his shirt as my heart hammered against my ribs.“Fuck, Ivy…” he murmured against my lips, his voice rough, like he was barely holding himself back.The kiss turned hungry..his mouth devouring mine, tongue clashing into my mine. His thumb brushed my side, lingering, like he couldn’t get enough of just touching me. I could feel it too..the need, the wanting.My head tipped back slightly, my breath uneven, and he followed, pressing a kiss just below my jaw, then back to my lips again, slower this time, grounding himself.For a moment, the world narrowed down to the quiet classroom, our breaths, and the way his foreh
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