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Her Taunting

Grayson POV

I stay facing the floor of the bathroom and keep my eyes fixed on it even more when I hear the shower stop. She walks to me and reaches past. It takes every ounce of my willpower to stay facing down when all I want to do is glance up and see her body wet.

"Gray, I can't reach the towel; it’s behind you," she whispers, and I groan. I’m sitting with the cupboard door facing my side. I move slightly and pull the door open. My hand reaches in blindly, and I groan when I feel it empty.

"There's none in this cupboard," I mutter and stand, still keeping my eyes down.

"You can look at me." She steps forward until her body is pressed against mine, which means I'm staring down at her breasts. Groaning, I stroke my fingers up her side.

"I'm not fucking you, Angel, not tonight." My head raises, and I look into her eyes.

"Tomorrow, right?" she asks, and I groan. I know I said tomorrow, but I’m regretting that already. Yet, the idea of refusing and her running off with another guy t
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