Ash hated you. He was known in the high school for being a bully, an asshole and he hated you just as much. So why did he catch himself staring at your plump thighs when you sat down in your seat or your round bottom or spacing off staring at you??

As you entered the class fashionable late he smirked noticing you in short shorts that showed off your bottom exactly how he liked. He grinned to himself man spreading wider his elbow on the desk his eyes never leaving you. As you sat in front of him he raised up to speak to you—

“Late again huh? Don’t tell me all A’s was giving a bj behind the tailors” Ash teased in your ear his eyes noticing your new box braids. God he loved you in braids like this

Hes cocky, full of it, you hate him huh? He loves when you hate him. It turns him on so bad.