Adriana grabbed her pampoms and shook them above her head.

The smile that had been plastered on her face all night had made her cheeks ache the way they always did.

But on the inside, she was aching in a different kind of way.

Dylan, wide receiver for the lions, had been giving her winks every chance he could that night.

Adriana's cheer friend, Bridget, had actually pulled her aside to ask if something was going on between the two of them.

Adriana adamantly denied it because it was a huge no-no to date the football players.

It was one of the first rules they drilled into her head when she had joined the squad.

Later that night, when she was sneaking away to Dylan's apartment without drawing

attention from the rest of the cheer squad, rules were the farthest thing from Adriana's mind.

She knocked on the door, and when Dylan opened it, he was standing there in nothing but his

underwear. The smell of body wash hung in the damp air.

"'It's not fair that you get home before I do,' Adriana said cheekily, looking around the hallway.

The cheer captain lived in this same building, so she hated to linger.

"'Are you going to invite me in?

Once inside, Dylan looked her up and down. She had kept her uniform on for him. She knew how

much he loved the short, dark blue skirt. He grabbed her by the waist and slid his hands down to her butt. He gave her a hard squeeze there,

and Adriana got onto her tiptoes to kiss him. Her tongue pushed past his lips, while his hands

slid up her skirt. Dylan began to pull down the barely there shorts underneath. His fingers ran

across her smooth, shaved pussy. Adriana bucked against him. In the hallway, she could hear

some of her cheer friends giggling and talking, thrill roiled in her stomach. She didn't want to

get caught and kicked off the squad, no, but the idea that someone could discover their affair

was enough to excite and arouse her. They moved to the bedroom, and as they stood next to the foot of the bed, Dylan began

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