A/n Okay so this isn't as long as i intended :) And i did indeed decide to write more. This is actually going to be a three-shot because it seemed like a perfect place to end it. This chapter isn't really like the first, and i don't know if im too happy with how i displayed the emotion. Enough of my rambling please enjoyy.

Her head smashed into the soft white pillow as she desperately tried to force air into her lungs, watching as Troy pulled out from her and moved across the room to find his boxers. His long shaggy brown hair was stuck to his forehead from sweat, and as he pulled his boxers over his body the muscles of his arms flexed dangerously.

Gabriella could hardly believe that a month ago she had been a virgin, in every sense of the word, and now she found herself more often than not in Troy Bolton's bed. Him buried deep inside her warmth as she cried out for more, their frantic movements shaking the bed violently. His dark eyes began to lighten as he gazed at her bronzed naked body, the supple flesh of her breasts and curve of her hips driving him crazy, as she panted deeply, her eyes still clenched shut in pleasure.

"You just can't get enough of me can you Montez?"

A cheeky smirk covered his lips, the true thoughts rushing through his head buried deep inside his mind as he desperately tried to cover up the new and foreign feelings running through him. This last month had been one he didn't think he would ever forget. The senses that hurried through him when he laid eyes on Gabriella were unimaginable to him. Not once during their strange and twisted game had he so much as thought about another woman. He tried. God he tried to push those feelings to the back of his mind and get down to his primal instinct; but he couldn't do it. Every time he attempted to pursue other women, her dark bitter chocolate eyes tormented his mind. The vision of her body, covered in a sheen of sweat, withering beneath him as she moaned his name into his ear springing to the forefront of his mind. Implanting a need in him so fierce, so frighteningly passionate, that only she would do, and within hours she would find herself bent over the cold desk of an abandoned classroom, or thrown carelessly onto his bed, and on the odd occasion pressed against the cold brick wall of a club, her arms tangled with his as they satisfied their undeniable lust. His eyes brightened at the thought of the places they had spoiled, his mind immediately springing to the one completely arousing night they had spent together. Nothing had mattered but her, the want was unlike any other craving he had had before. He just knew that if he wasn't able to sling Gabriella's legs over his shoulders and pound into her until they forgot their own names by the end of that night, he would go insane.

Flashback

"Forgive me father for I have sinned. It has been 2 and a half weeks since my last confession."

The dimness of the confession box stunned her, the blinding light of the church now a mere memory as she gazed into the patterned gauze of the confessional.

"Tell me my child. What is it that you seek forgiveness for?"

"The game finished 2 weeks ago. I thought that was it, I thought I could go back to being East High's Sweetheart. All I had to do was prove to that overstuffed jackass that I wasn't afraid of living on the wild side. I started by helping him scout out a few new hotspots for East High, that was all; before I knew it I was cutting my cloths into loin cloths, wrapping my body around a pole and being ridden like a god damned donkey. It wasn't supposed to end like that father, my innocence wasn't meant to be stolen, I didn't want my body to shake in pleasure, and it killed me to feel my heart scream out for more. I liked it father, I liked it more than I have liked anything before. Now I can't stop myself, I'm addicted. I can't get enough."

There was a long drawn out pause, where only the heavy breaths of what she could only assume was the priest. The huskiness in his breathing unnerving her as she waiting anxiously for a response. She heard the door to the box open, and then close gently, the sound of the priest leaving, in what she could only presume was disgust.

"Father?"

What she didn't expect next was for said 'priest' to burst into her side of the box, crush her against the wall and capture her in a wild kiss, fire blazing deep in his molten azure eyes. It was several seconds before she could pry her lips away from his long enough to form a sentence.

"Troy…how did you?"

"It's a Thursday. You seem to forget how much I used to follow you Montez"

And with that there was no more talking, just heated kisses and a deep sensual pleasure that neither of them would ever forget.

End Flashback

Troy licked his lips at the memory, his body fully reacting to it as he felt that familiar stir deep in the prison of his boxers. A seductive grin coming to his face as that same blazing need surged through his blood.

"Troy what are you thinking about?"

Her eyebrows were crooked in that adorably sweet way, her small button nose crinkled in fascination and he found himself entranced under her spell, his eyes softening completely as he crawled up the bed, tracing his tongue along her neck; sucking softly before littering feather light kisses up to her jaw, his breath lingering on her already kiss swollen lips.

"Just that night in the church confession box, and how much I want to ravage you right now"

His eyes were a paralyzing shade of blue, sparkling the same colour of the sky. The occurrence of such tenderness in his eyes rare, he didn't just want to fuck her. He wanted to make love to her and the thought made her body freeze temporarily. The heat of their previous session draining completely as he placed kisses all over her face and neck, stopping briefly to lay several kisses over her nose, frowning and pulling away as he saw the look in her eyes.

"What's wrong? You're not laughing"

It burned. The intensity of his stare and the sheer compassion in his touches, she didn't know what to do. Her heart was racing at a mile a minute and the anxiety in his eyes only made her cringe slightly under him.

"I'm fine."

The words were short, and he didn't look very convinced. He leant in again, kissing her nose once more before moving to her cheek. Gently licking the corners of her mouth and dragging his tongue along her bottom lip continuously until he felt her lips curl into a smile. A giggle spilling from her lips in a matter of seconds.

"Troy….."

She dragged out the words as his hands reached her side and began to tickle her mercilessly, kissing all down her neck and sucking on her nipple as she arched his back towards him. He moved up to the valley between her breasts, licking and sucking as his voice became husky, raw emotion thundering through the words.

"I love you"

The world went silent, a deafening unease settling over the room. To him it felt that nothing moved. Nothing dared to move. He lifted his head from the valley of her breasts. Big doe like eyes open in shock, her mouth slightly ajar, and her glistening pink tongue darting from her mouth to trace her bottom lip. Troy cursed; he had just revealed his deepest darkest secret to the girl of his dreams. The secret he had been keeping from himself for almost 3 weeks, and here he was getting extremely aroused, still feeling the need for that release, which he knew he was now not going to receive.

He tried to force his lips to move, to say something which would take all that away, he could have just ruined the best thing that ever happened to him and he wasn't sure what to do. She looked startled, but in his eyes even more beautiful, her hair was fanned out behind her, and her teeth gently nibbled on her bottom lip as she looked anywhere but at him. The avoidance hurting him, and leaving a sense of rejection in the bottom of his stomach. He desperately tried to summon his voice again, but he couldn't. He couldn't form any words, there wasn't time. In the split second it took for him to grasp that Gabriella was no longer underneath him she was gone. The door to his bedroom slamming with force as her petite body fled, just the scent of her rich silken skin left to hang over him as he buried his head into his pillow. Wrapping his arms around it and hugging it closer to his body, desperate to remember the lingering aroma before it was gone. Before she was gone.

A/n There we are :) I have one more exam left next week ! But we've never been taught the subject so i have to learn the whole syllabus in a week : So saying that, i'm going to say that i would expect the last intallment in the next...pfff 2 weeks? Maybe earlier if i can :D Please review guys :)