Mature Warning at end of chapter.
The last ten minutes of her three day vocal workshop had Gabriella in tears. Not because she hated it and wanted it to be over but just the opposite. She loved it. She loved everything about it. She loved the buildings and the rooms. The New York Energy was coursing through her veins and she didn't want to leave. She didn't want to wait five months to come back here.
Her voice was exhausted but she was keeping up with the best of the other little spoiled rich girls who got into the workshop. The one thing she was also happy about was the fact that she got to spend 48 whole hours alone in New York with her boyfriend. His parents came too but they left today, having to get back home.
Troy should be on his way to the campus. He and his parents took campus tours of NYU and Columbia while she was at her workshop. Gabriella made a couple of friends that she hoped to see at school. She also did her best to try to impress the instructors without making it too obvious she wanted them to like her.
Once they were dismissed, she gathered her things and walked out to the main hall. She saw her boyfriend waiting with a smile and a cup in his hands. "There is my cupcake." He grinned. "I thought you were going to be the last one out like you've been for the past two days. I brought you tea."
"You're incredible." She grinned, her voice sounding a little hoarse. He gave her the cup to take a sip and soothe her throat. "Did your parents make it to the airport okay?"
Troy nodded. "Yeah. They let me know they boarded and are halfway home." She took another drink and nodded. "How was your last class?"
"Sad… for me. I don't want to go back home. I love it here."
"I know you do, cupcake. We only have a couple more months left." He reached out for her hand. She put her free hand in his. He kissed her knuckles before pulling her close. "What do you think about a lunch picnic in the park tomorrow?"
"Sounds perfect." She took another drink before she sighed happily. "Do you have anything up your sleeve for right now?"
He shook his head. "I didn't know how exhausted you would be so I figured we can chill. Is there something you want to do?"
"I think we should get a cab and go catch a sunset tour on a ferry."
"We should probably get our larger coats."
Gabriella grinned. "Okay, let's go get them." She pulled him off the wall he was leaning against. He chuckled as they rushed back to the hotel they were staying at nearby. They grabbed their coats and caught a taxi to the pier.
Troy let Gabriella navigate them when they got to the pier. They stopped at a little ticket office and she handed over her dad's credit card. He wasn't paying attention to anything she was saying. He was looking around at the people and the boats. It was insane how beautiful the state and city of New York was.
"Right now?"
"In three minutes." Troy looked over at the ticket person.
"What?" He asked.
"We have three minutes before departure. We have to run. It's all the way at the end." Gabriella said, putting her stuff away. She grabbed the tickets. "Thank you again!"
"Where?"
"Just come." She said, taking his hand and running toward the pier. He followed, keeping up with her strides as she moved through the crowd of people. He chuckled at the comical moment as they came up to a boat a minute and a half later. "For two." Gabriella said, taking a deep breath and holding out her tickets.
"Thank you, there are rows of benches, feel free to sit anywhere. There are limited seats inside. You won't get wet unless the wind picks up which might happen toward the end of the cruise." The gentleman at the gate said. "There is also a little snack bar that will be open, please keep all food inside."
"Thank you!" Troy grinned, leading his girl up to the boat. Gabriella held his hand tightly as they walked together and took a seat in the first couple of rows on the boat.
"It's going to be so beautiful! I'm so excited. I just… I'm so happy." She said with a wide smile.
He grinned as he watched her look around. He leaned in to kiss her cheek. She leaned into him as the tour guide started talking. He stroked her hair back as the boat moved away from the pier. He wasn't really paying attention to anything. He was thinking about school. He liked NYU and he really liked Columbia. He was on the waiting list for NYU and hadn't heard back from Columbia but it didn't seem very promising. He wanted to check out San Diego State. He loved California, the beach, and he didn't want to go into extreme debt trying to pay for school.
The last thing he wanted was the distance between them to tear them apart. He finally got her and in the pit of his stomach it felt like she was about to slip away. She squeezed his hand. He dropped a kiss to her head. Her hair felt cold against his lips. He pulled his beanie out of his pocket and put it on her head so she wasn't too cold.
She looked up at him questioningly. "Your head was cold." He explained with a small smile.
"You okay?" She wondered.
He pulled her closer to him. He put his arm around her shoulder. "I'm just thinking about schools. I don't think I have the grades or the… I don't know, personality to get into Columbia. I do want to check out San Diego. I just think it would be amazing if I could go to class then go to the beach after. I'll learn how to surf and it's sunny and 75 year round. Not to mention it's exponentially cheaper than NYU and Columbia."
She smiled, curling her cold hand into his. "As cool as it could be to see you every day and not have the whole country between us, I think that you in California would be the most natural. You're so calm and laid back and I'm so high strung and high energy." She leaned up to kiss his lips gently, making him smile. "like you said, I'll still love the hell out of you even if we have to be apart for a while."
"I don't remember saying that." He said jokingly.
She rolled her eyes, making him laugh. "I was paraphrasing… Besides, I love New York but I don't know if New York is where music is going to keep me. I might head out to Los Angeles. Atlanta is becoming a big music hub. Hell I could even go to London."
"I don't know where I'm going to end up. I don't know if I will continue with psych or change my major to film or something random."
"We're going to enjoy these moments."
"And the other moments where if we get stuck on the opposite ends of the county, we have to go back to Albuquerque sometime. I can go to New York and you can come to California."
"We can do the dirty in every state."
Troy chuckled. "Is that all you think about?"
She grinned, moving her hand to his thigh. "Not all I think about."
"Cupcake." He said warningly as she moved her hand up his thigh. "We are on a boat."
"I'm sure they have a bathroom we can both fit in."
Troy laughed in disbelief. He loved her so much. "I'm not losing my virginity on a boat."
"You're so adorable. It's ridiculous." She squeezed his thigh before kissing his cheek. "How come we never talked or got together before? We've grown up in the same town."
"I was too busy being tortured by my dad and you were busy fucking my cousin."
"Owen and I were together for like a couple months not years." She turned to look at him. "I definitely would have dumped him even if I didn't like you then. He smoked too much pot and he fucked Sharpay too."
"I would never fuck Sharpay."
"I know." She smiled, letting him pull her closer. "You said you'd rather jump off a cliff than spend time with her. That's why you're my favorite person in the whole wide world."
He kissed her lips slowly before he turned to look at the setting sun with his favorite person in the whole wide world. She shifted against him, letting him wrap both of his arms around her. The cruise so far was calming. The tour guide was good but they could really only understand bits and pieces because the sound quality wasn't great and they weren't paying attention.
Gabriella sat up excitedly when they passed the statue of Liberty. They took turns taking pictures of each other before a nice older woman offered to take some of them together before they passed the landmark.
"Should we get snacks?" Gabriella asked.
"If you want some, I'd like a hot chocolate but I want to stay out here so I can see everything."
"True."
"I stopped by the drug store before I came to get you and I got some snacks for the hotel room."
"Nice, what did you get? Please tell me you got those cinnamon candies I like."
"I did just for you. I got Funyons and Hot Cheetos and those giant cans of tea." He said with a small grin. She looked at him, his cheeks turned red. "What?" He asked.
"Why are you blushing?"
"It's cold, we're on a boat."
She blinked at him. "Bullshit."
"I got something else but I'll show you later after dinner."
"Is it edible?" She asked.
"No." He said, looking away from her. "I'll show you later."
"Am I going to like it?" She wondered.
"God, I hope so." He said before getting up. "Let's get hot chocolate."
She smiled and let him change the subject. "I have to pee anyway."
They took a quick break from the cold and used the restroom and sat inside sharing a hot chocolate. The little cruise came back to the pier about 45 minutes after they departed. They ate at a little café on the pier for dinner before they walked around taking in New York at night. They hopped in a cab and headed back to the hotel.
Troy opened the door for them and locked it behind her as she came in. She kicked off her shoes and put her jacket on the chair that was in the living area. She stretched before she turned to him. "I'm going to take a shower, alright?"
"Sounds good. I'll probably do the same in the other bathroom." He said, going in their room to gather his things.
They shared a two bedroom suite with his parents compliments of Richard Montez. His parents were so grateful and excited for a little getaway. He was just happy to be with her. They fell naturally into their new relationship. It had been only a week but everything felt how it was supposed it be. There was no awkwardness, it was completely comfortable.
He grabbed some fresh boxers before he stood up and felt two arms around him. She stood in front of him and leaned up to kiss his mouth. He cupped her face, kissing her back gently. "I love you." He told her quietly as he pulled his lips away from hers.
"I love you, Troy." She rubbed his back with a soft smile. He kissed her forehead gently. "are you going to tell me what else you bought from the store or are you going to make me look for it when you get into the shower?"
He chuckled, feeling his face heat up. "I bought um.. condoms."
"Oh." She looked surprised. "That's not what I was expecting."
"It was a heat of the moment decision. We don't have to-"
She cut him off with a firm kiss to his lips. He pulled back but she just pulled his back in letting her tongue reach out for his. His tongue swirled around hers. He was lost in her kiss, her taste. It wasn't until she put both of her hands on his shoulders and pulled away quickly when he felt like he was back on earth. "I have to shave my legs."
"You don't have-"
She covered his mouth and giggled. "I want your first time to be nice and not feel like you're having sex with a wookie." She kissed his cheek quickly before she dug through her stuff.
He went into the living space and swallowed down a whole bottle of water nervously. He walked into the other bathroom, turning on the shower. He set his boxers down and grabbed a bar of soap and a new washcloth. The housekeepers had refreshed their room earlier. He stepped in and let the water run over him. He wasn't really nervous, just anxious. This might change the dynamic of their relationship and he hoped he was prepared.
He took his time to wash his whole body before washing his hair. He rinsed off and his one track mind already had him getting aroused. He really wanted to dive in between her legs and make her orgasm like he did before Christmas. He stroked his growing erection with one hand before he took a clean towel and dried himself off. He pulled boxers on before leaving the towel on the counter. He pushed his hair back before he went into the living space and found the box of condoms he bought.
He didn't know where to put them. He went into the bedroom and opened the bedside table. The Bible and the Book of Mormon stared back at him. He couldn't put them next to those. He just set them down and fixed the bed. The shower turned off as he cleaned up the room.
He walked out to the living space to let her have her privacy. He stood in front of the window, looking out to the buildings around theirs. He felt two arms wrap around him. He inhaled her vanilla scent before he turned around. He kissed her cheek gently then down to her neck. "You smell like an actual cupcake now."
She giggled, biting her lip as he pressed his lips into her neck. "I didn't know if I should just stay naked or put on something sexy so I'll let you choose."
"I think naked is just fine, beautiful."
She led him, backwards back to their room. "I just want you to know you can tap out at any time. I don't care if you cum early. I just want you to not be so nervous."
"I don't want to be awkward." He said, pausing just before they got to the doorway.
"We can laugh if something is awkward. I'm sure I'll still have sex with you regardless." She leaned up to kiss his lips slowly. "I love you and I love that you still want to make love with me after I told you about my past."
He leaned into her kiss, parting her lips with his tongue. "I love you too and I'm glad you want to take my virginity." She giggled, pulling his lips down to kiss him again, hard. She moved her hands from the back of his neck down his chest and into his boxers.
She hummed against his mouth before she pulled away. "You're hard already." She pulled off his boxers then removed her towel.
"I was thinking about how I went down on you then I came all over my bed while I was going down on you."
She bit her lip before letting it go. "That was so good." He stared down at her beautiful face. He wanted to see her cheeks flush with arousal and excitement. He wanted to hear her moan from the pleasure that he was giving her. "What?" She asked quietly.
"Kiss me."
She smiled at his demanding tone. She wrapped her arms around his neck to kiss his lips firmly. His hands moved down her back as he pressed his lips against hers harder. He picked her up by the back of her thighs, making her squeal in surprise. He carried her a few steps into the room. He set her down on the bed and pulled away from her lips. He kissed her cheek down to her neck. His tongue glided along her collarbone before making his way to her boobs. As soon as his tongue brushed around her nipple, she moaned quietly.
Her fingers weaved through his hair. His fingers slid from her boob to her center, cupping his hand around it. He sucked her nipple, drawing it out into its budded form before doing the same to the other. His mouth continued its trail down her flat stomach. He moved his hand from her center, pressing a soft kiss to her mound. He looked up at her and smiled to himself when he saw her watching him.
"Babe…"
He pressed a kiss lower against her outer lips. She spread her legs further, lifting her hips. "Easy, Cupcake." He watched as her hands cupped her chest, pinching at her nipples. He slid back to glide his tongue against her outer lips. He darted his tongue in and her arousal was prominent, coating his tongue. "You're so wet."
"Troy, I need you so bad." She panted, shifting her hips again to meet his mouth.
His mouth watered as he leaned forward again, pressing his mouth against her core. His tongue stroked her up to her clit. She hummed as he flicked his tongue across her clit in quick lashes. Adjusting his neck, he dipped his tongue into her wetness, reaching as deep as he could, swirling his tongue into her void. Her breath was shuttered as she reached for his hair again.
His mouth latched over her clit and she lost it. Her back arched up, pulling his head down to keep it where it was. Her mouth opened for a silent moan as her muscles tensed with orgasm. It happened so quick but felt like it was drawn out by the suction of his mouth. His tongue pressed its way back into her core.
"Troy." She begged, reaching over for the box. She made quick work opening it and ripping a condom off the strip and opening it. He lifted his head, wiping his mouth off. "Come here and sit up by me." He did what she told. She sat up, letting him lay back. She opened the condom before she stroked his erection slowly. "Are you sure you want to do this?" She asked, pulling the condom out.
"I'm sure." He said, watching her. She pinched the tip with her fingers before rolling it down. He pulled her close, leaning in to kiss her lips slowly. She smiled, tasting herself on his lips and tongue. His hand smoothed down the curve of her butt, squeezing gently. Troy laid her back, holding his weight up. He pulled back to look at her face. "I love you and I'm so glad that you love me too."
"I'm sorry that I was too stubborn to admit it sooner." He leaned in, kissing her lips slowly. "You are my everything." He smiled, reaching between them. She petted his hair back and he pressed against her opening. "Go slow, love."
He glanced down, making sure everything was where it was supposed to be. He looked at her face as he slid slowly inside of her. He pressed the tip in, hissing as he pulled back. It felt too good inside of her. She reached for a pillow, lifting her hips and sliding it under. He tried again, pushing inside of her slowly. She stretched tightly around him until he came to a stop. "You okay?" He wanted to check.
"I'm good, baby. You okay?" She stroked his hair back slowly.
"It feels incredible." He said, feeling a little out of breath. He felt like he had sensory overload. He took a second to kiss her mouth gently.
She smiled at him as he pulled back slowly. "It's not always like porn where you just go at it hard and fast. Just keep the same rhythm and it will be good for the both of us."
"Okay." He said breathlessly. She pulled his lips back down to hers. He shifted his hips back before sliding home again, making them both groan in pleasure.
Welp, I traveled out of state last minute last weekend. Enjoy this chapter, we're wrapping up this story! Let me know what you want to read next.
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