Trouble: A BWWM Bad-Boy Billionaire Romance Read Online Free

dorm, I asked her, "Where are your keys?"
    "Andrea has them."
    "Are you serious? Where's all your stuff?"
    "Andrea has it. She said that she would keep it safe. I think.”
    "Oh my god." I couldn't leave her here on the ground, still drunk and sick, for any creep to take advantage of.
    I sighed. "I guess we're going to my place."
    I carried her back across the street over to my suite. I had my own bathroom and bedroom, but we were in a three-part suite. We shared a kitchen and living room. My roommates were still at the fucking sorority party.
    I put her on my bed. I looked at the shininess of her dress. "That's not going to be comfortable." I went to my dresser and pulled out one of my t-shirts. "Let's get you dressed in something more comfortable."
    Mutely, she let me take her dress off of her, displaying her gorgeous body. I saw every bit of her skin. She normally stuck to one-piece suits when she used the pool. I had an idea of what her body looked like, but I had never seen the smooth curve of her stomach. I tried not to drool as I looked at the revealed luscious skin while I took off her dress.
    Stop being a pervert , I told myself. You promised Chris . I put her in my shirt. She was so much smaller than me that she was swimming in it. I liked the look of her in my clothes. I tucked her under my covers.
    I took a trashcan and put it by her side of my bed. She would need it in the morning.
    She had her eyes closed, and her breathing was smooth and slow. She looked like she was asleep.
    Maybe I should go to the bathroom to do this, but it didn't hurt, right, if she was asleep?
    I took off my shirt and pants. I was dressed in my boxers. I rummaged around for another clean t-shirt in my dresser.
    "Your body is so beautiful. So many angles." Her voice was soft.

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    I whipped around . "What?"
    "I've always liked watching the muscles of your back move. Very sexy."
    "You're drunk."
    "I am not!" She hiccuped. "Okay, maybe a little."
    I put on my shirt. "Move over."
    She rolled over to her side of the bed, and I got into my bed.
    This was the seventh circle of Dante's Hell. I knew that I couldn't touch her, but my dick did not agree. He was ready for action.
    "Let's cuddle." She flung an arm over me.
    Oh shit.
    "Let's not." I put her arm back.
    "What's wrong? Am I fat? Am I ugly?" She started crying.
    Oh god, this was not good. I had no idea what to do when women cried. Normally I shut them up with my cock, but that wasn't going to work this time around.
    "Shh," I soothed. Chris was going to kill me either way. "It's ok, look." I put her arm around me. "There we go. Better now."
    She upped the game by wrapping her soft leg around me. I couldn't help it. My dick sought her like a heat-seeking missile.
    I quickly flipped around so that she was the big spoon.
    "You're the little spoon," she giggled. "That's nice."
    Tell that to my boner. "Uh, yeah."
    She brought her body closer to mine and flung her leg around me again. I shifted so that my dick didn't touch her.
    Her face nuzzled my shoulder blades, and I simultaneously loved her and cursed her. One, it felt really good to have her soft body wrapped around mine. Two, I was going to get my ass handed to me by Chris. For sure.
    "Do you like her?" Her voice was soft and very vulnerable.
    "What? Who?" I had no idea to whom she was referring.
    "Her. Samantha."
    "She's okay, I guess." She wasn't terrible at kissing, and she was hot enough. She had that shade of red lipstick that screamed CRAZY, though, and wearing a crown was a red, flashing neon warning sign. Good for tonight, but I probably wouldn't even try again.
    "I'm not like her."
    A sorostitute? A conniving bitch? "No, you're not. And I like you the way you are."
    "You like me?"
    I winced at the hope in her voice. "Sweetheart, go to sleep."
    "No," she said, her volume going up. "I want to know. Do you like me?"
    I couldn't take it anymore. I turned around and pressed my dick into the sweet juncture between her soft