Gabriella's POV (AN: Finally)

I woke up around eight-thirty in Troy's arms. I was facing away from him, we were spooning. I managed to turn myself around without waking him up. I rested my hands on his bare chest and moved closer to him. His embrace seemed to tighten and I couldn't move from where I was. I was closely pressed up against him, my lips inches away from his. His eyelids quivered as if he were dreaming. I pushed the hair away from his face and kissed his nose. His hand moved to my lower back and brought me closer, so close that I almost couldn't breathe. I could feel the fabric of his boxers on my bare thighs. I wanted to feel his chest and abdomen against mine, but there was no possible way to get my shirt off.

After a few minutes, he loosened his grip and I got out from the bed. I raced downstairs and started to make him some breakfast. I decided to make French toast, I brought it all upstairs and set it on the small table I had in my room. I was pouring the orange juice into a glass when I felt his hands loop around my waist and his lips brush against my neck as he said, "You know you're not wearing any underwear right?" I looked down at my ultra thin white shorts and realized that he was right. I spun around and gave him a kiss that caught him by surprise. "I made you breakfast" I said, whispering in his ear. "Thanks, but you really shouldn't have" "And why not?" "Because, I could've gotten you pregnant for all we know" "Well that's a risk I was willing to take. Sit down and eat!" He pulled out a chair and began to eat, I sat in the one next to him, but I couldn't touch the food.

"Don't tell me that you made all of this JUST for me?" he asked after noticing that I wasn't eating, "No, I'm just not hungry right now" he arched his eyebrow, "In all of the days I've known you Miss Gabriella you've never not been hungry. I have no idea how you keep your figure!" I laughed, this was true. I decided to do something daring. I got up from my chair, "What are you," he didn't finish his sentence as I sat on his lap and pushed my hips down on him, hard. I started with just circles, but as soon as I could feel him grow hard underneath me I began to move up and down instead, satisfying myself too. I pushed, hard and slow, and I could feel myself getting wet already. I could tell he was getting close to fully erect and I slowed so much that I was barely moving, I could feel his pre-cum through his boxers and it drove me insane.

I could feel him throbbing beneath me, he just watched in awe as I moved from side to side, grabbing onto his shoulders for support. He gasped as I sped up, I was actually surprised that he had lasted this long. Then a explosion of warm sticky wetness soaked through his boxers and coated the practically see through shorts I was wearing. I bit my lip and finally made eye contact with him. "…wow" he breathed, "What was that for?" he asked, "for looking so goddamned sexy" he smiled, then I heard something. Faintly I could hear, "Gabriella, are you awake? I'm home!" "Oh shit." I said, Troy's face went white, "I thought you said she was away on a business trip…" "She should be!" I said jumping up, she'd be in my room within a minute. I didn't have time to clean up all of this, both of our clothes strewn across the room, my sticky shorts, the two plates of food! "Grab your clothes and get in my closet!" I said, shrieking quietly. "But what about…" "NOW!" I said, and he ran into my closet, grabbing his clothes along the way. I panicked, what was I supposed to do, change or clean up the food? I stood there, wasting three seconds and finally tore off my shorts and threw on a pair of pajama pants. I heard a knock on my door. "Gabriella?"

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Cliffie. I will update soon!