Gabriella stood motionless behind the dark door frame. Her emotions that evening were on a twisted rollercoaster which she was certain was about to hit another landmark. The twig fingers on her tiny hand were vibrating to the point that they were going to fly off and hit the lone basketball hoop in the front driveway. Her chocolate eyes gazed down upon her wardrobe, knowing that wearing white track warm ups with Troy's red sweatshirt still over her body was the last thing that would be dressed for the occasion. She didn't care. A raging fire surged in her turning stomach and couldn't be extinguished. "You can do this Gabriella." She whispered encouragingly to herself. Beating Katie Hillside only a few hours before seemed like a pointless task compared to what was put out before her.
The stillness of the black night heightened Gabriella's passionate rage. Tiny bright snowflakes waltzed from the heavens. Nerves were performing the Irish jig in her flat core. What if he was scared off now? What if now after she told him about her father physically abusing her that he didn't want anything to do with her? That was a completely absurd idea. But so was this. It was a Monday night! But she couldn't wait. She couldn't wait that long to see him. To be in his arms. She had been waiting so long, too long.
She had barely gone home. The only thing different from the last time she let him hold her tightly at the track meet until now was the fact that she was stripped from her uniform and her long, cascading hair was released from it's prison and danced across her back. She also hopped in the shower to rinse the sticky sweat off her baby soft skin. Gabriella ran into neither Maria nor Ari, which she was content about. Nothing was to stand in her way now. Not even her trembling hand that pressed the icy doorbell fearfully.
Patience was never a forte for her. Seconds ticked by like hours as the frozen wind tickled the tip of her button nose. Her dark eyes darted from left to right across the cozy cabin, as though he might jump out and surprise her. Her circling mind was so distracted that she didn't even realize the door was opened now and a burst of warmth covered her skin. Gabriella's mocha orbs turned and her breath suddenly lodged into her throat.
What she wanted was to fall to her knees and tell him how unworthy she was. Completely shirtless and only dressed in crimson boxers which peaked from his midnight sweatpants that were settled miles below his navel was some sort of god. His silky hair fell flat against his perfectly formed head, dripping in front of his matching brunette eyebrows. The shadows that heightened the bulging muscles on his chest almost made her faint for the second time that evening. His sparkling orbs burst with cerulean light as a crooked smile befell upon his smooth lips.
Soundlessly, Troy pushed the frame to the door open wider, causing Gabriella's own smirk to heighten. She slipped beneath his muscular arm, escaping the frigid winter that was certain to overtake both of them. After safely inside the pale glow of the light wood, Troy gently shut the front door, yet taunted her by remaining faced toward it. The muscles in his formed back sensually tightened as the dim lighting caused Gabriella's body to burn in a longing she had long forgotten.
Troy luxuriously turned around with a blue torch in his eyes. A passion that bounced off the edges of the mahogany and crashed into the smooth face that belonged to hers. The dark shadows cast an erotic agony across the lines of his face. Not as his pain was before. This seemed to Gabriella like it was caused from… abstinence from the desire he wanted more than nourishment.
Everything was laid before them now. Troy's father abandoned the family when he was five. Gabriella's mother was never home and didn't give a damn if she lived or died. His mother was a drug user. Gabriella's father hit her mercilessly. It was all there. No secrets were hidden beneath the shocking colors of their loving eyes. It was like they were two entirely different people, yet the same that they had always known. They were two halves of a whole, a whole that was just waiting impatiently to be made one. It had been this long, neither could wait any longer.
"Gabriel…" Troy started to commence conversation just before Gabriella's slender finger reached up and pressed against his now ticklish lips. Words would not be enough to explain how she felt about him right now. Everything about this moment was so unbelievably intoxicating that she wanted nothing to bring her from this euphoric high.
Don't ruin it. Her brown eyes informed his blue without making a noise. Taking a step closer to him, the heat of the thin air elevated dangerously. Troy then smirked his uneven grin, before reaching his calloused hands behind her formed butt, at the exact moment as their lips locked passionately.
No kiss, no touch, no hug, no word could describe the first connection they shared. Their lips danced the craving they had longed weren't able to quench. It was sensual, yet feverously affectionate. He pulled her to his hard chest, her slender yet tiresome legs snaking around his torso for support. Troy's long fingers tangled in the mess of her curls, fireworks exploding through their vision. So long it had taken for them to feel whole again. To them, it was a celebration. Finally.
"Gabriella." Troy breathed just before his eager tongue parted the red sea of her lips and Gabriella found her haven. Explosions of attraction itched across the surface of her tender skin. Gabriella's magical fingertips did her best to outline the protruding muscles in his back, pleasurable trembles tearing down Troy's tough spine. He moaned responsively just before her thin hands moved to cup the sides of his perfectly formed cheeks.
Sadie must have been sleeping somewhere on the first floor, which was a good thing, for Troy was now gently relocating Gabriella towards the creaky stairs. She giggled sweetly against his furious lips as her body bounced against his stone chest. Troy himself let a chuckle vibrate, letting a sigh of yearning be muffled as Troy's tongue slipped inside her craving mouth again. She knew the destination, and it seemed to be taking too long to get there.
"Troy." Once at the top of the noisy stairs, Troy tenderly pushed Gabriella's boney back against the clay painted wall. In one fluid motion, the basketball captain's subtle fingertips unzipped his own jacket on loosely handing on her boney shoulders tauntingly. The cobalt eyes widening with thirst as he shed the cozy sweatshirt, leaving her exposed to her lime colored sport's bra. Gabriella curled her lips in the sexist smirk she could muster before Troy's mouth greedily attacked hers again. Her olive arms stretched above her, causing her spine to curve and her bust to rub dangerously against Troy's bare chest.
That seemed to successfully heighten his eagerness. Before she could comprehend it, Gabriella's back felt cold as it was ripped away from the heated wall and her slender arms were tightly wound around Troy's stiff neck. Their tongues tangoed in a heated dance, Gabriella's miniature hands entwined into his sleek hair, gripping desperately at the back and tugged teasingly to drive him crazy. Her mind was so far into cloud nine that she didn't even realized they had made it to his room until the gelatinous bed caught her fall as Troy carefully pushed her down. In a moment her thin frame was crushed by his overpowering weight, but refusing her hurt her, Troy lifted up so he was supported by his strong elbows.
Was it possible to be burning in pain a few hours before and now scorching in happiness? It had to be. Against everything Gabriella had felt in the past few weeks, it was as though now after her race everything was put into perspective. Yes, what she went through was horrific and no one should ever go through that again. It still shot waves of despair through her body every time she closed her eyes and relived a hit or kick. But there was nothing she could do about it now. There were worse things in life too. She had heard horror stories of fathers raping their daughters mercilessly, and her own dad never committed that crime. Plus, Jose was dead, and he wasn't going to physically hurt her anymore. Her life would have been wasted away in fear of something that couldn't have been controlled or avoided. She didn't pick her fate, but she could change how it affected her.
"Oh..." Gabriella moaned blissfully as her thin back arched in response to his tickling fingers slipping beneath the spandex bra and his icy skin froze the soft mound of her breast. He had touched her here before, but never so tender and gentle. Previously, everything was anxious and rushed. Now? It seemed that both knew to take it slow, enjoy each other's happiness like it was their own. They new perfection was in their sight.
Leisurely, Gabriella began to tug at his black sweats, and a curved smile formed against her skin. Troy reluctantly pulled his hand from beneath her now condensing chest. Together as one, they removed his sweat pants, completely leaving him in his scarlet boxers. The track captain felt the chills just from noting the tent of his excitement. Their orbs played teasingly to each other, before he couldn't take it anymore and invaded her lips again.
His excited head swiveled from side to side as they kissed, taking tiny gasps of life before letting his tongue enter the cave of her mouth again. Their bodies caused friction as they wiggled together, one waltz at a time. Troy benevolently grasped a chunk of her own snow colored pants and pulled down, gaining the black shorts beneath the cloth and chucking them to the floor, forgotten. All she was left with were her black silk panties and lime sports bra. Why didn't she think to wear lace underwear instead?
Troy must have noted her self-consciousness, for his sparkling eyes amusedly locked with hers. You look beautiful, their message was sent. It was now obvious that they wouldn't speak unless it was uncontrollable. Only sound of the crackling fireplace was enough to heighten the sensuality to unbearable levels. Their silence only proved that they never needed to say anything, their relationship was just that way.
Gabriella smiled coyly before Troy's frozen touch peeled off the bright bra off her silky skin. Electric waves of fire coursed through her bloodstream after he flicked the discarded clothing from his sight and bent his head down to meet the two flesh mountains that were perked excitedly. "Troy…" She couldn't contain moaning his name as his smooth tongue suckled her breast. The inferno in her core began to secrete a liquid of desire as the throb began to pulsate.
The only light from the room came from the salmon glow of the hot embers in the fireplace. The heavy sexuality exploded as she gazed upon the voluptuous shadows cast over his bronze body. That in itself was so intoxicating that Gabriella just wanted to inhale his fumes. He was beautiful, from his luscious hair to the bulging muscles, even the mutated burn mark on his hip that was being revealed as her hands tauntingly pulled his ruby boxers down his sculpted legs seemed to be magnificent in the lighting. It was a part of him, a part of his past he couldn't escape, but he no longer let control him. That's what made it so gorgeous.
He was so ungodly beautiful it was hard to handle. She had seen him naked before, but as the glow of the fire radiated off his body like the sun, Gabriella couldn't believe he was hers, all hers. Troy smirked mischievously at her before slipping his thumbs on either side of the too covered underwear, eager to reveal what Gabriella should have done earlier. Her slender legs bent slowly as he pulled down and flung the black item across the room, Gabriella assuming that it landed on some lampshade, but it was too dark to see if she was right or not.
Troy closed his eyes blissfully before placing a hand on either side of her slightly aching foot. From there, his fingers smoothly glided along the top of her toned limb, pleasure waves rippling through Gabriella's body, making her head be thrown back blissfully. "Fuck." Troy mumbled hot breath against her core, making her whimper painfully.
That seemed to satisfy him. He tenderly pressed a kiss to her clitoris, her brown eyes slamming shut at the magnitude as she screamed in cosmic bliss. Her nonexistent nails dug wildly into the burgundy bedspread. Oh god. He was going to kill her. But if there was a good way to die, it would be this. Troy's wet tongue circled around the folds that were soaking, but refused to enter her. Gabriella's frustrations by his teasing were evident in her moans.
Smiling mischievously again, Troy continued north and pressed open mouth kisses to her abs, gently outlining the small tattooed star on her hip before continuing towards her lips again. Evil. Gabriella's eyes glared at him before his million dollar smile was flashed and he pounced on her lips again. He was very well aware of how torturous he was being.
Two could play at that game.
Wanting revenge, Gabriella's thin leg wrapped around his calf and unexpectedly flipped him over, her legs falling to either side of his built torso. Troy's dark eyebrows rose suggestively before Gabriella's black locks flung from side to side, shielding her face wickedly, Gabriella swore she heard a moan produce from his lips just at the site of her stunning body. Troy raised his amused brow twice. Bring it on.
She obeyed his command. Her long fingers beginning at the strong shoulders as her body lifted from him, back arching like a feline as she slid smoothly down his skin. Troy moaned erotically before Gabriella landed just above his full manhood. Looking seductively up at him through her black eyelashes, she dipped to his erection, tenderly grazing her indescribable tongue against his smooth hardened shaft. The cobalt eyes blissfully rolling to the back of his head as a groan screamed from his mouth. Gabriella didn't think it was possible to get that wet from just a noise. "Gabi!"
His rough hand plunged into the depths of her midnight waves, attempting to guide her slimming head around to take his member in fully, but she would not give him that satisfaction. Her tongue slithered around him, but refused to actually put him into her mouth. His impossible grip on the bed that wasn't fighting with her hair mimicked Gabriella's before. The control she had over him was over powering. She loved it.
"Gabriella… oh fuck Gabi…shit baby…" He whined above her when her silky hand gripped the top of his strong thighs to steady herself. She knew he wasn't breaking the silence code, for if it were her, she'd be screaming pleasurable sounds as well.
Finally deciding he had been punished enough, Gabriella gave one fluid lick over the sensitive tip of his erection, Troy moaning her name again. She snaked back up to him, suddenly realizing that he probably didn't want to kiss her after where she had just put her mouth. But it didn't seem to matter to him. His trembling fingers found the knots of her curls again before pulling her to his hungry lips, giving all his might as he soundlessly kissed her.
It was a celebration, almost like New Year's, only better. Both seemed to be released from their prisons of hell. She couldn't help but stress that of course both would always suffer, forever. But just being there, together and alive with sparks shooting through their bodies as they kissed, they seemed to realize how much they wasted by being so tormented. Just letting go was almost orgasmic in itself. Letting go of everything.
Troy flipped them slowly once again, Gabriella feeling the tension and excitement in her body growing to astronomical levels. Her tiny hands were shaking violently as Troy seemed to be working on hormones now. His mouth suctioned at her neck, biting and then licking to make the wounds "all better". His magical hand granted her wishes as his expert fingers fluidly stroked the rim around the edges of her walls, but wouldn't allow them to enter. Gabriella whimpered beneath his touch, knowing that her body was heading uphill towards passion, but she didn't want the cause to be his fingers. She wanted all of him.
"T…Troy…" His chestnut hair that looked black from the sweat that had collected on his flawless face rose from the crevice of her neck. Her vibrating hand reached up and gingerly caressed the side of his cheek, Troy rolling his orbs back just as if her mouth was back on his hardness. The heavy lids fluttered back open, his breath uneven as their eyes locked together in a burst of lust. I want you. Gabriella pleaded with her brown eyes.
That was all the difference in the world. Before it had always been need. She needed him to erase her mind of her father's bruises. He needed her to take away the phobia of his piercing needles. Need. It had almost been a necessity. For the first time, it was a need, they had to admit that. But this was so much more powerful. It was a want. Deep down in both of their cores, they wanted each other. Desired to be joined as one. Not felt forced. They were equals.
Never in their lifetime had either experienced such a powerful gaze. The walls inclosing them from the frigid night shattered, everything around them disappearing. The soft crackling of the fire was even hushed to a whisper as the music of their panting filled the black space of emotion that wound them tightly together. Mocha and cerulean inferno absorbed into the opposite's orbs, neither able to contain the emotion between them. There was nothing else around, just the two nude bodies with all the barriers broken down between. Troy's calloused hand reached tenderly for hers, a volcano of passion exploding wildly as their skins brushed, and delicately laced fingers locked.
In the beginning there no strings attached. Now, iron bars of love welded them together.
It was time, the atmosphere crashed back to them as Troy jerked his head down. The anticipation ate at her smooth skin as he delicately hovered his strong body on top of hers. Her lean legs spread wide, giving him room for preparation as he reached to the nearest nightstand. Gabriella's chest rose and fell viciously just before he came up to throw a raven colored wrapper carelessly to the floor, slipping on the neon latex eagerly before returning his body to the center of hers. She shook rapidly with anticipation as his panting breath rumbled the sturdy bed. Time came to a halt just as Gabriella's heart pounded against her chest uncontrollably.
He then spoke in a husky and hitched voice the only words that formed a full sentence that whole night. But they were the only words that mattered. "I love you."
The only fear either one had was that this night would end.
In a fluent motion that Gabriella had barely time to prepare for, Troy slid himself inside her. A stretching pierce shot through her core and her body leaned back, screaming in pain, but the good kind of pain. Her short nails clawed at his silky back, biting roughly down on his tough shoulder to muffle her yell.
After the initial shock, Gabriella found her tension relax as Troy gently pulled himself out, then penetrated a second time. This round, instead of a stretching agony, she found beams of pleasure flare to her brain. Moans of desire echoed off the cold walls as their bodies grinded together, the noise falling into perfect harmony. Heaven was nothing compared to the bliss both experienced. "Troy… shit Troy!"
"Gabi…fuck… Gabriella…" Troy growled sexily in her ear. Her eyes rolled unstoppably as she couldn't contain the ecstasy, the love that shed away as the sweat continued to drip and mingle with his. Troy's erotic grunts were muffled as he pressed unimaginable kisses to her ear, her breast, her heart and of course her face. Gabriella's long fingers tangled in the knots of his damp hair.
Their soaked bodies grinded against each other so sensually that every inch of skin was connected in a cosmic sensation. The stimulation of her most private organ was building to unbearable, and Troy's raw breath only heightening the raging lust that their tongues battled with. Hot breath spilled over her smooth face as he continued to thrust himself pleasurably into her wetness. I'll never leave you alone again. His lips promised as his chest heaved with the suction of his breath into her.
Gabriella's burning finger traced his rigid spine, causing unstoppable trembles down his back. The pressure between her legs soared through the roof. Her tight walls caressed him perfectly, ragged grunts falling into her locked mouth knowing she was giving him the groove that hit his spot perfectly, along with hers. "Troy… oh my god Troy…"
Involuntarily, Troy's hips buckled wildly, increasing the pace to the point that Gabriella was certain she would explode from the incredible pressure at any moment. His trembling lips struggled to grasp hers, but Gabriella could see his eyes rolling uncontrollably into the back of his head. His rigid muscles tensed to be ready to release. Giving up the task of kissing, Troy's sticky forehead just fell upon hers, the ocean waves of his eyes pouring into her. Gabriella's breath hitched just at the sight. The encumbrance of her womanhood shooting blazes through her sensitive nerve endings. She was now waiting for him, for the final thrust...
Time skidded to a halt. At the exact same moment, Gabriella's head was wildly thrown back as Troy released himself into her, the stretchy latex catching the liquid. Fireworks blinded her from the heated bedroom. Her back arched as she screeched his name. Her own name was smashing the walls down as Troy's voice protruded the silence. She had just seen heaven. Waves of explicit pleasure rippled through her in the form of an orgasm. The icy windows seemed to have shattered, unable to hold the love that spilled out before them. They couldn't get any more intimate on any other level. Physically, mentally, emotionally, sexually. They were one. Two halves of a whole that fit together. Perfectly.
Their blissful orgasm seemed to last for ages before finally the tension in Gabriella's back fell and Troy crashed down above her. His muscular body pinned her to the soft bed, but she was anything but in pain. Gabriella's breath came in short spasms. It was like getting done with the race all over again, but this was better. So much better. She heard a distant thump thump and realized that Troy's spastic heart rested right above hers. Their sticky skin Velcroed together as he was gasping into her ear, his lips doing their best to graze her neck, but he was too out of breath to do anything. After what felt like ages, Troy lifted his heavy body up to allow her to breathe. Her eyes shut overwhelmingly.
The olive skin glowed with a heated sunlight from the fire place. Her bare chest heaved up and down while the skin glistened with sweat in an indescribable way. The valley of her breast was peaking resembling the mountains covering the skyline through the steamed window. Her long, flowing midnight black hair was draped across the dark pillow as her mouth was open, gasping for breath. Her small nose was flared as she was trying to take in as much of the thin air as humanly possible. The curves of her body were moving tauntingly, the way her naked hips seemed to squirm back and forth a little while the three bright white scars on her stomach glowed in an almost inhuman way. Those long legs, the legs of a goddess, were bent a little and it seemed that each toe was carved in perfection. The long lashes up of her eyelids were perfectly curved upwards.
It was in a moment that her eyelids flickered open revealing the perfect, deep brown eyes. But they weren't just deep brown, no. They were so different now. Compared to the midnight pits that had haunted her for the several weeks. These were even more stunning then when she first walked into the door of the house that night. The way the where rimmed with the darkest chocolate color, but as you got to the center, they turned to a light coffee until it mixed with the black pupil. The eyes glistened in the light as the perfect head turned to the side; her mouth still parted open gasping for breath. Gabriella was so blown away that she didn't notice Troy couldn't take his eyes off of her, nor would ever want to. Ever. "Wow…" She whispered erotically in between gasping breaths.
She hadn't realized in her bliss how perfect the scene really was. There was a crackle of the fire in the distance. The wood on the walls had a mysterious shadow dancing on them. Glass on the pictures that were set up on the nightstands where almost unrecognizable since the fire seemed to cause them to turn white from the light. Steam had formed on the window that was looking out onto the black mountainous horizon. The snowboard that was rested up on the wall was crossed with the skis that were tipped over.
The fire mixed with the fire in the cobalt eyes created an almost greenish look to them. Heat, love, and passion seemed to be radiating from them as all they looked down upon was the girl who was stretched out across the bed. The owner of the eyes own chest was heaving gently also, though it had slowed down in the past couple of minutes. The muscular nude body leaned down and connected the two already bruised and swollen lips in a heated, passionate kiss that could have gone on forever. That Gabriella wished would go on forever.
Their lips parted slightly as the deep brown connect with the cobalt, neither wanted to ever look at another color than the one they were staring into at that moment. Her bruised lips curved upward in a smile a little as her black thin eyebrows rose. "So… do I make your list of issues?" She asked confidently while the thin lips on the Troy's indescribable smiled. It was the first actual sentence that came out of her mouth since she stepped in the doors of the wondrous house.
"Nah…" The voice echoed off the cream colored walls of the room. "…you're what keeps me going…" he whispered while he leaned down and connected their lips again. Gabriella beamed into the kiss, her breath now back to a level that she had just gotten done with a sprint. Troy reluctantly pulled apart before his sticky forehead rested against hers again.
She didn't know how she could do it in such a beautiful moment, but tiny tears trickled down her face. Happiness. For the first time, she was fully happy. Troy's tiny smile proved that he knew exactly how she was feeling. Instead of asking her what was wrong, his tender lips just leaned down and kissed the tears away on her cheeks. His long fingers then reached down and tenderly played with a tiny curl that rested on her sweaty collar bone.
"You're incredible…" She murmured quietly before he pressed his intoxicating lips to her forehead.
"No… you are."
Time passed quickly, their bodies remaining in the intimate position for at least another hour. Her muscles began to rebel against her as Troy's fatigue was now evident in his loose limbs. He fluidly rolled off the top of her. Gingerly, his protecting arms cradled her, pulling Gabriella's slender body to him so her tired head rested against his built chest. She tried her best to snuggle the closest she could to his heated sculpture. Troy's tender fingers slowly brought her chin up so their eyes could meet each other.
"I love you." He mumbled, their lips finding the other as sleep enclosed them.
"I love you too." Gabriella whispered, never meaning the words so much as she did right then.
His careful thumb caressed her velvet cheek lovingly as their world began to fade into unconsciousness. The last vivid sight they saw was the other's stunning irises, before falling into a peaceful sleep.
A/N: My readers who have been with me since I wrote Time Changes Everything know how nervous I get posting these chapters. Never Let Go nor this are an exception. I worked extremely hard on this chapter, so I'm praying it shows. I tried to give everything I had, put everything I had out there, so please let me know what you think. If you loved it, if you hated it, I want to know. Thanks so much for reading this story, this chapter and having faith in me. Your reviews, wow I'm so thankful to have them. So thank you, thank you, thank you! :D