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(Mira’s POV)Gray’s hand was still wrapped around the back of my neck, firm and warm, his fingers pressing just enough to make my pulse thunder against his skin. Our bodies were flush, my breasts crushed against his hard chest, my hips brushing the unmistakable bulge straining in his trousers. The air in the study felt thick, electric, like the moment before a storm finally broke. Every nerve in my body was on fire. My pussy throbbed so hard I could feel my heartbeat between my thighs, slick and aching, my jean shorts suddenly too tight, too confining.This is it.I closed my eyes, lips parting as I leaned in, ready for him to finally claim what I’d been teasing him for. Ready for that mouth I’d been fantasizing about to crash down on mine. Ready for Gray Calloway to lose control and fuck me the way I needed hard, deep, relentless. My breath trembled. “Gray…”But instead of pulling me closer, he shoved me back.The force wasn’t gentle. My back hit the edge of the

(Mira’s POV)I stood in front of my mirror, adjusting the crisp white school shirt that hugged my curves just enough, the black pleated skirt falling mid-thigh, and my blazer draped over my shoulders. My reflection stared back, flawless on the outside, but inside I was a storm. Gray’s rejection last night still burned, mixed with the vivid memories of Damon that had left me wrecked on the floor. And now I had to ride on his bike again? My mother’s words echoed in my head as I grabbed my bag and headed downstairs.Gray was already outside, leaning against his bike in his uniform, looking unfairly composed. The morning light caught the sharp lines of his jaw and the way his shirt stretched across his broad shoulders. My stomach twisted with a confusing mix of anger and heat.(Gray’s POV)She came down the steps looking like every fantasy I’d been trying to bury. The uniform should have been modest white shirt, pleated skirt, blazer but on Mira Ashford it was pure

(Mira’s POV)Gray’s mouth was still devouring mine, his tongue stroking deep, his wet body pressed so hard against me that I could feel every ridge of muscle and the thick, growing hardness of his cock against my stomach. My bikini felt like nothing between us. I moaned into the kiss, clinging to him, lost in the heatThen he pulled back sharply.His breathing was ragged, eyes dark with conflict. “This is a mistake, Mira. We’re not supposed to be doing this.” His voice was low, rough, almost pained. He stepped away, grabbing his towel and wrapping it around his waist, hiding that mouth-watering bulge. Without another word, he turned and walked toward the house, leaving me standing there by the pool, lips swollen, body aching, and heart pounding with frustration.I didn’t notice the patio door closing softly in the distance. Lila had already slipped away, unseen.The next morning at school, everything felt off. I sat through classes in a haze, my mind replaying Gray’s kiss on loop. The

(Mira’s POV)The door to my room clicked open, and the cool night air from the hallway rushed in. I stepped out first, still flushed and breathless from the intense fuck with Ethan. My body was slick with sweat, my legs shaky, my pussy still tingling from the hard pounding he had just given me. Ethan had passed out almost immediately after, snoring softly on my bed. Typical.I was about to head to the bathroom when I froze.Gray.He was standing right there, just outside my door in the dark hallway. His hand was wrapped around his thick, hard cock, stroking it furiously. His shorts were pushed down just enough. His eyes were closed, his jaw clenched, his breathing ragged. He hadn’t noticed the door opening yet. He was completely lost in it lost in me.My heart slammed against my ribs. Heat flooded my core all over again. Seeing him like this desperate, stroking himself while listening to me get fucked sent a rush of power and lust through me that made my knees weak. His cock looked e