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The part in this chapter where Sharpay says "You took me back to a hotel? Kinky.", I must acredit to xHeSaidSheSaidx. At one point in her review she wrote: "Can't wait to see what's gonna happen later tonight with Troypay haha. So he's taking her back to the hotel room or his parents house? If it's parents house, then I'm looking forward to her meeting his parents again, and if it's hotel room... whoa kinky ;)" I decided Sharpay would say the same thing. Okay, here goes:
Troy put his right blinker on to pull into the hotel parking lot. Listening to the 'tick tock' sound the turn signal made, he glanced back in his rearview mirror to make sure she was still behind him. Only two cars back he could see the black SUV, though she herself was not visible at night through the tinted windows. He pulled into the parking lot, parking his car as close to the entrance as possible in a spot that still had an available space. She pulled in next to him.
Troy stepped out of the car and walked around behind it to meet her.
"You took me back to a hotel?" Sharpay raised an eyebrow at him, "Kinky." she said.
Troy scratched the back of his neck uncomfortably. This was unusual, even for him, who basically viewed relationships as a heavy price you payed for sex, and adored one night stands. She'd been a little too easy, and normally that would have been a huge turn off for Troy. But her mysteriousness played to her advantage in this case, and made her even still seem like she was playing hard to get, even if she was following him back to his hotel room. She hadn't given herself emotionally to Troy at all, and that was different for him. Usually girls wanted to talk about feelings 24/7 and you had to work for the sex. Sharpay was handing him the sex, but he was going to have to work to get to know her. It was, again, unusual, and somehow made her more alluring to him.
"Yeah, well, you know, I'm staying in a hotel while I'm in Albuquerque. So, I didn't really have a choice unless you wanted to go back to my parents house. But they'd probably force feed you milk and cookies and make you talk to them for an hour and a half, and then I don't know how loud you'd be-" Troy stopped talking abruptly, realizing what he'd just said.
Sharpay's eyes widened as well, and then she threw her head back and laughed, causing Troy's tension to ease.
"That was a little crude." he said, "I'm sorry."
"I'll let you be the judge of how loud I am." She stepped in closer to Troy, and his heart gave one hard leap against his chest. "See, I can be blunt too." she said. She turned and looked at her reflection in her car's windows.
"Well," she said, turning back to face him, "Are you going to ask me inside your hotel room, or are you going to leave me standing out here in the cold all night?"
"Oh, I am definitely taking you inside." Troy said. He laced his hand in hers, and led her with him towards the front doors.
Troy slipped an arm around her waist, leading her through the swank lobby to the front desk.
"Could you send a bottle of champagne up to room 219?" he asked the man. He pulled Sharpay in tightly towards his side, giving her waist a squeeze.
"Certainly sir. Someone will be up shortly." The man replied. He shifted his eyes over to Sharpay, giving her a once over. He nodded, as if finding her acceptable. Her outfit portrayed class, not prostitution, so she couldn't be mistaken for someone of that trade.
"Thank you." Troy turned and walked with Sharpay towards the elevator. He pressed the button, and as the white light on it lit up, he glanced sideways at Sharpay. She looked good, possibly even better than she had in high school, or at least to his recollection of her in high school. But then again, he hadn't really been a fan of the sequin and rhinestone getups she had always been clad in. He liked girls with an air of sophistication, something she had now. Even more so, he had discovered tonight that he liked girls with an air of mystery as well, something Sharpay, apparently, had in abundance.
They took the elevator ride up in silence, him feeling her glance over at him every few seconds, but every time he looked back at her she quickly flicked her head to face fowards, avoiding his eye contact. He took her hand again when they walked down the red carpeted hall towards his room. He opened the door, cool air rushing in, in comparison to the toasty hallway.
They both stepped in, looking around the room, and shared an awkward glance.
"So." Troy said. He stepped further in the room, and Sharpay followed.
"Don't be nervous Troy." she said softly. He whipped his head around to look at her, his heart jumping again.
"I'm not nervous!" He shot back. How dare she? She was trying to comfort him? He was not nervous about sex. Sex was his favorite past time and the thing that put him most at ease. He was uncomfortable because he was suddenly in a hotel room with a girl that he had only reaquainted himself with in less than 48 hours, whom up untill that point, he had not spoken with in years. And, well, okay, admitidly he was a little nervous about sex with her, but not because he was inexperienced or because it was a common thing that caused him anxiety, but because she, quite frankly, had grown up to be wierd as hell, albeit her sex appeal remained just as intense.
She stepped towards him slowly, and placed one hand on his chest, looking up into his eyes. Troy was mesmerized, suddenly feeling like he'd been put under some sort of trance by this goddess who was staring up at him now. He couldn't pull his eyes away from her own sparkling pair, and found himself unable to move on her. He finally, slowly, lifted his hand up to rest on her hip, laying it there, but remaining unmoving otherwise. He wanted so badly to kiss her, but he didn't want to have to break this eerie eye contact they currently shared.
"You're beautiful." he whispered hoarsely, hoping that would explain to her why he was unable to do anything else so far.
Sharpay leaned fowards slowly, and placed one kiss on his mouth. She pulled back enough to look into his eyes again, and he licked his lips wantingly. They needed more bonding time with her own. She leaned in again, and this time Troy finally took control, capturing her lips first. He had his free hand in her hair in an instant, roaming around the long soft tresses, gently tangling them in his fingers. He moved his other hand down from her hip to rest on her butt instead. Well, rest wasn't the appropriate word. Grab was probably a more accurate account, but Sharpay didn't seem to mind at all. She placed both her hands on his chest, rubbing them up and down softly.
"Room service." a voice suddenly said from out in the hall, accompanied by a loud knock on the door. Sharpay jumped, and Troy pulled away from her warm presence, regretting having requested the champagne.
"Damn." he muttered. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and went to answer the door. The bellhop wheeled in a table with champagne glasses and the unopened bottle.
"Here you are sir." he said to Troy. "Miss." he acknowledged Sharpay. He proceeded to very obviously run his eyes up and down the length of her body. "Nice." he said to Troy, smiling and winking as if the two of them shared a common experience of women like her. Troy did his best not to roll his eyes as he handed the guy his tip and closed the door.
"I think that kid still had acne." he said to Sharpay who still stood in the same spot, her hands clasped behind her back. Sharpay giggled and fell back onto the bed. She crossed one leg over the other, placing her hands far behind her, leaning back while holding herself up with her arms. She smiled expectantly up at Troy.
"Where were we?" he said, smiling back at her. He sat down beside her on the bed and placed one hand high on her thigh. He rubbed it softly, and leaned in to kiss her again. After only a few moments, Sharpay began to unbutton her own shirt, down to the point just above her navel where the high waisted skirt began. Troy took the time to quickly remove his own shirt, before directing his attention back at her. He spread her shirt open wider, revealing her bra, and he pulled the blouse out of the skirt, removing it completely from her and discarding it on the floor. Troy kissed down her neck, and then moved his lips to kiss her collar bone, and then her shoulder, while he reached back to unhook her bra. While kissing her shoulder, his eye caught sight of a large dark bruise just south of it, and he pulled his lips back in shock.
"How did you do this?" Troy asked. He ran his finger gently over the bruise, shifting to get a better look at it. It was bigger than his fist an truly black. Sharpay winced and withdrew a sharp intake of breath upon his finger's contact with the wound.
"Sorry." he said softly, removing his hand from her back.
"I was trying to open the door of the bookshelf in the living room. It's an antique, so the doors get stuck a lot. I keep these vases on top of it and when I finally flung the door open, a heavy one fell down and hit my shoulder." she explained, "It wasn't very smart I guess."
"Oh." Troy said, still staring at the bruise in wonder. He'd never seen one of that kind before.
Sharpay leaned her head in to Troy's chest, and he could hear her breathing clearly, going in and out shakily. She pressed her forehead against his chest, keeping it there for some time. Troy stroked her hair softly, sensing that she needed a minute. Troy never minded taking things slow. He kissed the top of her head.
"Troy?" she asked, her voice muffled by his chest.
"Hm?" he replied.
She looked up at him, their eyes meeting again. "Will you spend the day with me tomorrow?" she asked.
Troy nodded, "Sure." he said, "I'd like that." he smiled softly at her.
"Okay." she said, "Go ahead."
Go ahead? Troy shrugged her odd phrasing off, and did anyways, reaching down and completing his original goal of removing her bra. Returning his gaze to the front of her, he was amazed at how much of an angel she suddenly resembled. The bruise was her only blemish. All other flaws she obtained seemed to fade away, only merging with her beauty to create perfection. Her soft waves transcended beautifully down her now bare upper half, stopping at mid breast. Her skin glowed, and Troy had an overwhelming need overcome him of coming in contact with every inch of it. He placed his hands back on her body, and let them explore her, trying his best to make sure not a single inch of that golden skin was left untouched.
She layed back gently against the bed, gazing up at him and smiling, laying still and waiting for him to make the next step.
"Comfortable, beautiful?" he asked her. She nodded softly.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" he lowered his voice due to whatever force that compelled him to do so, and stared at her longingly, trying to keep the hunger out of his gaze until he recieved her honest answer. She had told him to "go ahead." He wasn't sure why exactly she had phrased things like that, and hoped it wasn't because she didn't truly want this.
"Yes." she murmured.
"Okay." Troy lowered himself and kissed down her stomach, slowly sliding the skirt past her waist, down to her thighs. He pulled it the rest of the way down her legs, and kissed the area where her stomach faded into her bikini line. Sharpay let out soft moans while he did so, and softly tousseled his hair. He slid her underwear off and slowly kissed down to between her legs. He brought his hands to her inner thighs, softly rubbing them there, and then gently spreading her legs enough to leave enough room for his head. He kissed her entrance a few times, before slowly pushing his tongue up inside of her, moving it around the hot center.
"Troy!" she cried. He smiled hearing her say his name in that way for the first time, having known her since grade school. He softly flicked it in and out of her, meaning to do no more than gently tease her and turn her on. He wouldn't let her get anywhere near a release, not yet. He pulled his head out from between her legs, and stared back at her face once more. She smiled and sat up, reaching her hands to the buttons on his jeans. Bringing herself up on her knees, she proceeded to undo them and pull his pants down to reveal navy boxers. She kissed above their elastic waist band, and realizing her intentions, Troy stopped her. He'd had enough foreplay. Normally he could stand for a lot more of it, but she looked to achingly beautiful for him to withstand prolonging his intentions any longer. There would be other times, hopefully for them to do more exploring into the depths of many different forms of pleasure, but for now he only cared about himself entering her. Becoming one with the angel that was in his arms.
He spread her back gently across the bedspread again, pushing his boxers off of him himself. He lowered himself onto her, propping himself up temporarily on his elbows, not wanting to crush her under his weight. He kissed her lips once softly and then gently guided himself into her entrance slowly. She gasped, tilting her head back, her mouth forming an 0. Making sure she was okay and that he had the right away to continue he slowly began to move inside of her, pushing himself further up into the depths within her, and then pulling out slightly, before pushing deeper again. The two moved together, their speed increasing as they built closer and closer to their climaxes. When both had released, they lay together, their chests heaving. He pulled her into his arms and held her close to his chest, pulling the blankets up around them. Sharpay said nothing to him, only further burried her head into him, snuggling close, until he heard her labored breathing grow slower and deeper, as she drifted to sleep.
A/N: I wanted to make the sex scene more sweet and gentle as opposed to like, raging and sexual or something. lol. Hopefully I succeeded and you guys liked it. As always, please please please review. xoxoxoxoxoxo. ;)