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Y/N's POV
College was a whirlwind of classes, parties, and new experiences. I had been lucky enough to be paired with a roommate who turned out to be my best friend. Billie and I hit it off from day one and did almost everything together. We studied, partied, and shared our deepest secrets. But there was one secret I kept to myself, my growing feelings for her.
It was a typical Friday night, and we were getting ready to go out to one of the biggest parties of the semester. Billie was rummaging through her closet, trying to decide what to wear.
"Y/N, does this look okay?" she asked, holding up a tight black dress.
I swallowed hard, my eyes lingering on her curves. "You look amazing, Billie."
"Thanks," she said, smiling. "You always know how to make me feel good."
Little did she know just how much I wanted to make her feel good in other ways.
We arrived at the party, the house already packed with students. The music was loud, and the energy was electric. Billie and I stuck together, dancing and laughing, the alcohol flowing freely.
Billie's POV
The party was in full swing, and I was feeling a pleasant buzz from the drinks. Y/N and I were dancing, our bodies moving in sync. I couldn't deny the attraction I felt towards her. She was everything I wanted in a girl. She was smart, funny, and incredibly sexy. But I didn't know if she felt the same way.
As the night went on, we both had a few more drinks. We decided to head back to our dorm, the cool night air helping to clear our heads a bit. We stumbled into our room, laughing and leaning on each other for support.
"That was fun," Y/N said, flopping down on her bed.
"Yeah, it was," I agreed, sitting next to her. "I'm glad we went."
There was a moment of silence, the room filled with the soft sound of our breathing. I turned to look at Y/N, her face inches from mine. Without thinking, I leaned in and pressed my lips to hers.
Y/N's POV
The kiss took me by surprise, but I didn't pull away. Instead, I deepened the kiss, my hands tangling in Billie's hair. The taste of alcohol lingered on our lips as we explored each other's mouths with a hunger that had been building for months.
"Billie," I murmured against her lips, "I want you."
"I want you too," she replied, her voice breathless.
I pushed her back onto the bed, our bodies pressed together. I could feel the heat radiating from her, it only fueled my desire. My hands roamed her body, slipping under her dress to caress her soft skin.
"Y/N" she gasped, arching her back. "Please, don't stop."
I had no intention of stopping. I kissed my way down her neck, nibbling and sucking at the sensitive skin. Her moans spurred me on, and I slid the dress off her shoulders, revealing her bare breasts. I took one nipple into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it, while my hand teased the other.
"God, Y/N," Billie moaned, her fingers gripping the sheets. "That feels so good."
I switched to her other breast, giving it the same amount of attention, while my hand trailed down to her panties. I could feel the dampness through the fabric, and it made me ache with need.
"You're so wet for me" I whispered, my fingers slipping under the waistband of her panties. I found her clit and began to circle it gently, eliciting a gasp from her.