ok so this is a short one shot story... i really hope you all like it. i was bored thought i would just do something short.
When the buzzer sounded, Sharpay pushed the door and walked into the lobby. One wall was mirrored, and she glanced at it. Her cheeks were flushed, her honey brown eyes glowing. She felt charged with desire. She knocked, and Troy opened the door smiling. His jacket was off and his shirtsleeves were rolled, revealing his tan muscular arms.
"I was beginning to worry you'd changed your mind," he teased. She took off her coat and handed it to him before following him into the apartment.
The place was impressive: high ceilings and a large terrace beyond French doors.
"Would you like a brandy?" he asked.
"I'd love one," she said.
Troy disappeared into the kitchen. Moments later, he returned with two brandies. "Why don't we go out on the terrace?" he opened the doors and motioned her outside. The view was dazzling: buildings studded with lights and set against a blue-black sky.
"Wow," she said as a soft breeze lifted the back of her long, blonde hair.
"I practically live out here," he said. "Sometimes I even sleep here."
She walked toward the outside wall, peering over. "You're not afraid of heights, are you?" he asked. She smelled his musky cologne as he slowly came up behind her.
"No," she said. "That was my husbands fear." She regretted her words as soon as she said them.
"Husband?"
"We…ended things a few months ago." She turned it over to him. "You've never been married?"
"Briefly."
"And does it take as long as they say to recover?" she asked.
"It's been rough for you huh?"
"Well, in the beginning, yes," she said. "But I'm feeling good again."
"Because of…?"
"Well…more because of not having to answer to anyone. Getting all the crumbs I want in the bed."
She couldn't believe she'd said the word bed. He cheeks flushed. "You'll see that things only get better from here," he said, holding her gaze. His eyes were striking blue.
"That's nice to know," she replied.
Was he saying tonight things would only get better? The thought made her tremble. And then he leaned down and kissed her softly. It felt good; it almost hurt when he pulled away.
"Lets go inside," he whispered.
**
His bedroom was spare, Zen like. He stopped in front of the bed and unzipped her dress, letting it drop to the floor. She stepped out of it and flicked off her sandals.
"You're beautiful." He said.
He laid her down on the bed and tugged off her underwear. Then he slipped off his pants. He kissed her again, pinching her nipple so that each time, blood rushed between her legs. As she writhed, he began to descend her body, trailing his tongue along her abdomen and then lower. She gasped as he parted her legs with his hands and slid his tongue into her. Slowly, he began to circle his tongue, and it was only second before she exploded into spasms of orgasm.
Rolling over, he stripped off his boxer briefs and reached toward the bedside table, pulling out a condom. After slipping it on, he entered her. He was large, filling her up. He began to thrust slowly, watching her face intently with each stroke. She moaned as another climax began to build.
Suddenly, he pulled out of her and flipped her over, urging her up onto her knees with his hands. Then he was inside her from behind, grasping her hips and driving deeper into her. She climaxed again, letting out a cry of release. His chest grew damp against her back, and finally, she felt him shudder as he climaxed inside her. He turned over and pulled her to him. Soon they drifted off to sleep.
So what do you think???? i really hope you guys liked it, please let me know.
