Please note this chapter does not follow on from previous chapters.
..::So Much Better Than Imagining::..
"Hey Brie, what are you doing here?" Troy asked as he opened the door, trying to hide the grin he can feel about to form on his face, seeing his best friend at the door dressed in nothing but a bikini top and a mini skirt. She smirked at him and worked in, swinging her hips as she went. He gulped; his eyes glued onto her and shoot the door, turning his body to face her.
"Why wouldn't I come here?" She asked in a voice that Troy thought was... seductive?
"Huh?" He said confused. She smiled sexily again, walking up to him still swinging her hips, causing him to back up against the front door. She ran a finger down his chest, smirking.
"I said why wouldn't come here. Your all alone, in this big house, I thought I would come and keep you busy. We can do what ever you want." She whispered her breath tickling his jaw line and he gulped again, feeling the familiar feeling return to his lower half when ever he thought of her in such a way.
"Anything?" He squeaked out then cleared his throat embarrassedly, when she giggled. "Anything, at all?" He re-questioned and she nodded, placing really light kisses on his jaw down to his neck. He sighed in pleasure when her hand travelled over his six-pack and to his abdomen.
"Anything." Brie confirmed, "I could even help you with your little," she said her hand running over his growing erection. "Wow, my bad, i mean, big friend down here, who's begging for my attention right now." She added and he groaned when she began to stroke him repeatedly through his basketball shorts.
Gabriella smirked at the noise and brought her lips from his neck and to his. He happily participated in the kiss, his hands grabbing her hips, bringing her closer to him. Grinding his lower half against her pelvis, showing her what she does to him, also hinting what was she going to do about it, now she had caused it.
"I think he would like that." Troy agreed into the kiss, walking her forwards to the back room, otherwise known as the gangs hang out. She smiled into the kiss allowing him to walk her and ran her hands through his hair. She turned when the back of her knee's reached the sofa and pushed him down into a sitting position. He went to grab her hand to pull her onto his lap but she slapped it away.
He frowned in confusion and looked up at her to see her smirking and wagging her finger sideways, as if scolding a child. He inwardly groaned and sat back, watching to see what she would do next. Still smirking, the petite brunette gripped the elastic waistband of his shorts and tugged hinting for him to lift up so she could bring them down. Impatient to want know what she was about to do he lifted them quickly, she laughed but continued with her mission. Once they were on the floor and completely detached from his body, boxers as well, she gripped his shoulders and straddled him.
He grabbed her hips and shifted his body so he was sitting more comfortably, she inched her skirt up a bit more, so she could sit more on to his erection and he moaned with pleasure, his head falling back when his tip teased her entrance, his member doing this found out she was going commando. Gabriella hearing his moan, teased him some more, grinding on him but not fully letting him enter her, ignoring her heart and brain telling her to do it and not tease herself any more.
"You like that?" She questioned slyly in his ear, he groaned again before speaking.
"Fuck, Brie, please do something." He demanded, his breathing becoming heavier and shorter. "I need you; i want to be in you." He admitted running his hands over her back and over her shoulders to her front and started to knead her breasts. She bit her bottom lip to cover a moan.
"Your wish is my command." She stated before moving her self properly onto him and he let out another sigh of pleasure as she started her thrusts, his hands' never leaving her breasts'.
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP
Troy shot up at the excessive ringing sound and groaned out in mis belief when he realized what had happened. He'd had another sex dream about his best friend. He sighed and leaned back down on his bed, staring at the white ceiling. He couldn't let this keep happening, you don't have sex dreams about your best friends, it's wrong on so many levels. He brought the sheet up and looked down, groaning again when he saw he had a problem in his boxers.
Putting his left arm over his face so the crease of his elbow was on his nose, he sighed, his dream coming back to him. The picture of Gabriella in nothing but a small bikini top and one of his favourites skirts of hers that she wore, his right hand hovering over his stomach, debating weather or not he could get away with having a morning wank.
Thinking for a few moments, seeing her like that, gave him no choice as his hard penis became harder. He put his hand under his boxers and gripped himself causing him to gasp as he stroked up and down slowly at first. Setting a steady pace, she entered his train of thoughts, and he imagined it was her who had her hand around his member.
"Brie," he moaned out in a whisper. Saying her name made it seem more real and that she was the one giving him the pleasure. His left hand grabbed the sheet beneath him as he sped up the pace of his strokes. "Fuck Brie." He moaned out this time louder than he had planned. Mentally thanking God his parents weren't in. Feeling himself not long away from ejaculation, he groaned again as his hand sped up. If this felt pretty good just imaging her doing it, he could only begin to imagine how good it would feel in real life. He could only pray one day he would actually experience it.
..::So Much Better Than Imagining::..
Whistling, feeling quite happy on this lovely bright, Saturday morning, she entered the Bolton household with a small knock. Frowning when she didn't hear any noise, she checked the kitchen, family room and hang out and figured who she was looking for was probably still in bed.
"Lazy bones," she muttered and headed for the stairs. As she reached his door handle, she stopped and came up with a plan on how to wake him up. When she went to turn for the bathroom, she frowned hearing him shout her name. He doesn't even know i'm here, she thought.
"Oh fuck, Brie, faster." She heard her best friend grunt out.
Her hand clapped over her mouth in shock and realization of what he was doing when she heard this part. She couldn't believe it. He was masturbating, picturing her? That can't be right surely. They were best friends; yeah she thought he was hot and very attractive, and she herself, quite often she might add, found herself what it would be like to be his, before today, she didn't think that was ever a possibility. But she didn't know he thought of her thought way.
Gabriella released a big breath, her hands on her hips. She didn't know weather to laugh or cry. Laugh because she'd caught him doing it about her and cry, and, well she didn't know why she'd cry. There wasn't really anything to cry about.
She began to pace the landing, muttering things under her breath and rubbing her fingers over her forehead. Should she confront him about it? No that would be embarrassing. Should she pretend she never heard him? But then she might miss out on being with the most attractive, caring, loving, and kindest guy alive.
She couldn't let that happen. What about their friendship? Aaww, man this was to hard. She had been pacing for quite sometime now and figured she'd stop to take a breath. As she did her eyes widened seeing a pretty red faced Troy staring wide-eyed at her, at his bedroom doorway. Weather he was red with embarrassment or from masturbating, she didn't know. Both probably.
"H-hey Brie, w-w-what are you doing here?" he asked leaning on the door frame, rubbing the back of his neck, telling her he was red with embarrassment.
"Nothing, checking your walls are sturdy never be too when these could collapse." She said quickly and cursed herself, checking the walls? Who says that? She thought to herself, he maybe a boy but he ain't stupid. Troy cringed at her wording and new she knew what he'd been up to.
"You heard." He stated rather than questioned, looking at the floor. Troy heard her take a deep breath and mumble,
"Yeah," he shook his head, mentally slapping himself for even doing it in the first place, still looking down he muttered an apology before disappearing into his room. She blinked a few times, before realizing he'd walked off and went to his bedroom door, heaving a sigh she brought her hand up to knock on it.
"Troy, come on, open up." Gabriella said softly and encouragingly.
"No," was the muffled and stubborn reply.
"Troy please. It's okay; it's a completely natural thing to do. I don't think any less of you."
"Brie you ain't helping, you just caught me wanking over you. This, in my eyes, is a big deal." He retorted.
"I'm gunna' tell you a secret, but you can't laugh okay." She said after a few minutes of silence. She had been thinking and this was what she came up with, that hopefully, would make him feel better.
"Now isn't the time to be sharing secrets. Anyway, nothing can be more embarrassing than this."
"It's pretty much the same actually." She answered. Nothing else came from him, so she took this as a sign to continue. "For a few months, i've taken an extreme liking to you too. I just didn't want to' make the first move. Also you aren't the only one who masturbates over their crush." She admitted closing her eyes tight and leaned her head back on the door. Sliding down into a sitting position and bringing in her knees up, she waited for his reply.
In his bedroom, Troy smiled shaking his head at what she just said. He couldn't believe she did it too. Moreover he couldn't believe she liked him back.
"You fancy me?" he asked and she could almost here the nervous smile in his voice.
"Yeah, now open this door so i can see you." She said laughing. Standing from her sitting position, she heard rustling about and patiently waited for him to open it.
"Y-you want me to open the door?" He asked shakily. She giggled at the nervousness in his voice and nodded then shook her head knowing her can't see her.
"Yeah come on, let me see that handsome face of yours." Gabriella teased smirking, knowing he's probably, shaking with nerves and blushing like crazy. Taking a deep breath he put his hand on the door handle and slowly opened it. True to her words, he was beat root red. She tilted her head left ways slightly and continued smirking.
"Hi," he whispered clearing his throat. For the first time since she came he took note of what she was wearing. A pink thick strapped tank top, and the same skirt from his dream but in black denim. He suddenly blushed, thinking about it and looked down. Only to notice he was only in his boxers.
"You wanna' continue blushing or are you gunna' make the first move and kiss me." She declared and his head shot up with raised eyebrows. She giggled and ran her pointer finger over his bare chest slowly, knowing full well what she did to him. "Don't be shy wildcat. I'm all yours." She whispered in his ear, he gulped and lightly grabbed her hips. She kissed her way up his jaw and stopped at the front of his lips, wanting him to make the move. She saw him look at her for permission and nodded ever so small. He came down to her lips increasingly slow and both knew he wasn't doing it to tease her but with nerves. She loved how incredibly shy he was and only just realized why he stuttered sometimes when he talked to her.
She ran her hand up his arm and to the back of his neck, gripping it lightly when his lips touched hers. When he finally bucked up some confidence he ran his tongue over her lips to deepen it and his heart soared when she accepted his tongue. She moaned into it when he bravely moved a hand from her hip and to her ass, giving it a gentle squeeze. Still kissing she pushed forward causing him to walk backwards into his room and didn't stop till the back of his knees reached the bed.
She pulled back from the kiss and pushed him lightly on to the bed and climbed above him so she straddled him and kissed him on his mouth and down his jaw line. She left butterfly kisses all over his chest she stopped when she got to his boxers.
"These gotta go" she said with a naughty glint in her eye and she took them off. She smiled and kissed him letting her hand do the work first to get him started, as soon as her hand started to move up and down on his member he started to groan and breathe heavy, his member becoming more erect with each stroke.
"Ah Brie faster," he breathed out and she did as he wished. "Oh god," he moaned gripping the sheets and she kissed him again to keep him quiet. Just as she felt he was about to come she stopped, his head shot up making a whimpering noise as if saying don't stop. She pushed him back down with her hands, a smirk on her face and kissed from his belly button to his member, she licked round the end of it to tease him then took him fully in her mouth, he gasped as she did this but soon came out as a moan and his hand travelled to the back of her head and gently grabbed her hair.
"Oh fuck yeah," he grunted as she deep throated him his breathing became heavier as he reached his climax and let out in her mouth, much to his surprise she licked him clean and swallowed. She made her way back up to his mouth and kissed him smiling.
"You like that baby?" she whispered and he nodded kissing her again as he laid her back on her back him hovering over her. Still on top of the sheets, he put both of his arms at the side of her head pulled back from the kiss and looked her right in the eye.
"I love you brie," he whispered the nerves coming back. She smiled lovingly up at him and pecked his lips.
"I love you too." She whispered with reassurance back.
"Are you sure you still want to do this?" He asked and she smiled nodding. He hesitantly kissed down her jaw line, having not much experience in this department and here he was with the woman of his dreams and he was hoping he was making it enjoyable enough for her. His hands grabbing the hem off her tank top he lifted it up bringing her to her knees to get it over her head. Chucking it on the floor, he looked at her and gulped, his throat going dry. She smiled reaching behind her back to unclasp her bra and drop it on the floor near her top.
"You are so beautiful." He whispered coming back into kiss her and leaned over her once more, signalling her to lie back down, which she did. Knowing he wouldn't willingly take her bottom half of her clothes of, still lying beneath him she grabbed the hem of her skirt and underwear and pulled them down, lifting her hips to make it quicker. He gazed lovingly at her, and she smiled telling him it's okay to touch. Troy smiled back and brought his mouth back to hers.
Gaining an ounce more of confidence he kissed down her jaw line and to her neck. He couldn't help but smile against her skin when she moaned slightly. Gabriella's breathing became heavier as he started to suck on the spot on her neck. He smiled pulling back looking at the mark he'd made and started to kiss down to her breast. His right hand went to her left breast and slowly started to knead it as his mouth went to her other one and sucked on it, she arched her back up to him and moaned louder when he gave the other one the same attention.
Feeling he was now fully erect against her thigh and new very well she was turned on as much as him, she put her fingers under his chin and brought his face back to hers, kissing him softly a few times.
"I'm ready if you are Troy." She whispered. He smiled, breathing heavily and nervously positioned himself. She kissed him again, wrapping her hands around his neck bringing him closer.
When he pulled from kissing her once more he looked at her as if to say you ready and she gave him a smile and a small nod then entered her not breaking eye contact as he slowly thrusted in & out of her. He managed a smile to her as his breathing began to become shorter and she smiled back as a moan came from her. He kissed her a few times before making his way to her neck.
"Oh Troy faster please," she moaned and he grunted in response but did as she wished. It was his turn to moan as she began to meet his thrusts and speed up too.
"Ah shit Gabriella," he grunted and then kissed her and she kissed back instantly running a hand through his matted sandy brown hair. they both pulled back panting like crazy looking at each other again and he picked up his pace as he could feel her and himself nearing.
"Oh yes Troy," Gabriella moaned out as he penetrated in deeper and faster. Their bodies were glistening with sweat; their heartbeats were going hundred miles an hour.
"Nearly there Brie," he grunted against her lips and with a few more thrusts her walls tightened around him as she came, gripping his shoulders at the feeling, throwing a few more thrusts into her as he let out as well.
"Shit Troy," she panted as her orgasm washed through her and he collapsed on top of her.
"Oh fuck that was," Troy panted into her neck and she managed a little chuckle.
"The best." She stated and she felt him nod and they both lay there tangled together for a few minutes to catch their breath.
Troy rolled onto his side next to her and put his mouth next to her ear.
"I love you," he whispered and she smiled.
"I love you too," she breathed out in a whisper.
"That's so much better than imagining." He continued in whisper. Her response being a laugh and kissing his lips, bringing his blush down a level, and silently telling him, she agreed with his last comment.