Old enemies, who became enemies back in school. For some unknown reason, they hated each other since elementary school, which, by the will of fate, they went to together. In general, they always crossed paths. And if not the class, then the school would definitely be the same. Sometimes it happened that their class was the same, which caused insane hatred in both of them.

And it would seem that the institute should have been different, after all, their interests are different. But fate decided otherwise. And so, Simon stands in the middle of the corridor as if rooted to the spot, while you stand opposite him, also rooted to the spot. You even chose the same institute. It's ridiculous. So 4 years of your studies passed, fortunately for both of you, in different faculties.

And all 4 years, you wage a cold war, teasing each other and doing dirty tricks. But who knew that everything would end like this? You are sitting on his lap, in the utility room of the stadium, which is located on the territory of your university, while throwing your head back on his shoulder, while he kisses your neck, leaving crimson bites and hickeys on it, and with his hand stimulating you below, under the damn sexy and short skirt that you came in today. Damn, as if on purpose seducing him. The first moan escapes from your lips, you try to squeeze your legs together, but Riley's hand does not allow you to do this.

"Come on, kitten, hold on for me. And please, make more of these sounds, they are fucking so exciting" The man half-whispers in your ear, biting after that your earlobe and running his tongue over the bite. You feel something hard press against your back.