Ello all!

I'm sorry for the delay in the update. I had hoped to update after I came back, but 1) I hadn't written a chapter over vacation and 2) School started. That will be the main reason that I won't be able to update so frequently. School really consumes my time.

So enjoy this chapter. I think it's a major improvement compared to my other stuff.

AN: The words in italics that Gabriella sings are the lyrics to another verison of Vanessa's "Let's Dance." It replaces the 2nd verse: Just like that, Don't hold back, Get crazy I'm a fool. We'll have fun, All day long, and then we'llstill want more.

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CHAPTER TWENTY NINE

Gabriella stood at the top of the stairs, wearing nothing by a lacy black bra and a tiny strip of clothing people would call underwear, or rather a thong. She had a black satin robe folded over her arm, the material glossy in the low light. Her skin shimmered as the light reflected off each individual speck of glitter that she applied to her body. Her hair bounced against the olive tone of her skin as she made her way down the stairs. Once she reached the bottom, she hung the robe on the edge of the railing and settled her back into Troy's still chest.

Troy gulped in air, making up for his lack of breathing from when he was watching Gabriella make her slow descent down the stairs. He blinked several times, giving his eyes the moisture they were deprived of.

"Gab--" he whispered before he was shhed by Gabriella.

"Move slowly," she sang, taking a hold of hands in hers. Feeling his breath hot against the skin of her cheek, she slid his hands across her stomach. His fingers shook as they glided over her tight skin. She let them rest on the edge of her thigh, feeling his body shake rapidly.

Allowing his hands rest on that spot, Gabriella brought up her hand, running it along his neck, behind his ears, and letting it slide to his chin. Turning his head toward hers, she captured his lips in a sweet kiss, turning around and wrapping her arms around his neck.

"So hold me," she crooned quietly. Capturing his lips again, she ran her hands through his hair, feeling his hands skate along the slides of her body. She heard him let a small moan escape from his lips as she wound a slender leg around his. Her lips left his, venturing down along his chin and neck. She felt him go hard against her leg, knowing the pleasure that she was giving him. Smiling, she returned to his lips, licking them before placing her lips on top of his.

Troy closed his eyes, feeling Gabriella's tongue asking for entrance, which he granted eagerly. Her hands slid down to his chest as she moved even closer to him, leaving no room between their bodies. When his hands traveled up the lines of her back and found the clasp of her bra, she abruptly pulled away, leaving him wanting more.

Gabriella stepped back and put on the robe, tying the strap tightly around her waist. She walked into the other room, looking back seductively, tempting him to follow.

After shaking off the shock, Troy followed her into the other room. He couldn't help but notice how short the robe was, but it left him just enough room to let his imagination run wild. When he walked in, he found her on the couch, sitting with her legs folded behind her, all her hair behind one ear, looking vulnerable. Gabriella motioned him to sit next to her, patting the seat beside her.

He took his seat, pushing back the urge to toss her down and pull of the robe. "Gabi, what's going--," Troy started, but his words were cut off as Gabriella reached over and placed another gentle kiss on his lips. He was left feeling just as defenseless as she looked sitting on the seat.

But every time Troy made another move to take it further, Gabriella would pull away suddenly, leaving him with just a larger appetite for her body. When he reached over to pull at the tie around her waist, Gabriella backed off and settled her head into his chest.

His heart beat faster than it ever had in his life, his body shivered slightly, and his breathing became shallow and hurried. Even if she still hadn't given it to him yet, it was amazing how much ecstasy his body was experiencing from this little game.

"Troy," she called quietly, her head still on his chest, her legs barely touching his. She looked up at him, returning to his seat beside him.

"Yeah Gabriella?" he answered, missing the weight of her body on his.

Placing a finger on his chest and drawing a line down, she tugged at the bottom of his shirt, lifting it up. Her hand found the button of his jeans. She pulled it apart and undid the zipper. Teasing him with one loving kiss, she laid down over on his legs, putting her head on the couch cushion. She lifted a slender leg and placed it around his neck.

"This is not the Gabriella Montez that I met in high school," Troy stated, leaving a trail of tender kisses on her leg.

After he said that statement, Gabriella sat up, withdrawing her leg and sitting on his lap. She could tell that he was still hard as she settling her head into the crook of his neck. "No. This is the Gabriella Bolton that you married," she retorted smartly.

Letting a small smile crawl onto his lips, Troy put his arms around her.

"You seem tense Troy," Gabriella cooed, peeling his arms off her. She got and made her way behind the couch. "Let me fix that for you."

Looking up, Troy could see the playful look in her eyes as she placed her hands on his shoulders. With the perfect amount of pressure, Gabriella massaged his shoulders, feeling his muscles melt at her touch. She bent forward further, her hands disappearing underneath his shirt and running along his strong chest. He turned his head toward her, but only to get the scent of her hair. Lilacs, they smelled like lilacs that night.

"Gabi please," Troy pleaded, his breathing becoming harder and deeper. "Can't we...?"

"Not yet Troy," Gabriella responded. She straightened up, planting her lips on his. She pulled away slowly, feeling his lips follow hers.

Troy sat up on his knees, turning around and facing her. "Gabi--" he managed to get out before she placed a finger on his lips.

She repeated all the parts that she sang to his earlier, letting her lips graze the surface of his skin.

"Move slowly, So hold me
And bring me to my knees"

Letting her hand fall, she traced another line down his chest, stopping at the end of his T-shirt. His hand followed hers, taking a hold of her wrist as she clutched the T-shirt in her hand. One look in her eyes and he could tell that she wanted him to take it off...and so did he.

"Only if you take yours off," Troy said, meaning the robe.

"Okay," Gabriella simply answered, not telling him what she was taking off. She took a seat on the top of the couch.

Quickly, Troy scrambled to pull off his shirt, not wanting to miss a glimpse at her glorious body, the body that he so desperately desired. Holding the shirt in his hands, he turned around, only to find that she was still wearing the black satin robe. Trying to get the words out of his mouth, he silently watched as she made her way back around the couch.

"I thought you--," Troy begun before Gabriella's lips were on his again in a lustful kiss. She took his hands in hers and withdrew them, leaving something in his hands.

"Hot passion," she cooed, whispering it to his left ear as her hands worked their way down his body.

Troy held up his hands to see what she left there. "That's odd," he thought, examining the tiny piece of cloth, "This looks a lot like her..."

Gabriella pressed her lips against his. Troy looked down and saw her wink, confirming his suspicions on the mystery piece of clothing.

"You're a very naughty girl, Ms. Gabriella, teasing me like this," Troy said, dropping the underwear to the floor.

She smiled playfully, pushing down his pants, letting them fall to the floor. With on final fervent kiss, she left the room just as she walked out on him before, motioning him to follow her with one finger.

"Again?" Troy thought. "Why does she keep doing that?" He took a step forward...or rather attempted to. Since his pants were around his ankles, when he lifted his foot he fell to the floor with a thump. In the other room, he hear an oh-so familiar giggle. He propped up on one elbow, letting out a sigh.

Gabriella stood in the doorway, giggling quietly. Again, she motioned for him to follow her into the main hallway and then she left, putting her one finger in her mouth alluringly.

Seeing that she was leading him upstairs, Troy kicked off his pants and rushed into the hallway, only to find her standing at the stairs again. Once more, she motioned him to follow her, this time upstairs.

Gabriella was well up the stairs by the time that Troy reached the flight. She accessed the second level before him and disappeared into the bathroom.

Watching her vanish into the bathroom, Troy stood at it, desperately wanting her to stop doing this to him. He knocked on the door, not receiving any response. Turning his back on the wall, he let out another sigh and sunk to the floor.

Unexpectedly, Gabriella opened the door, causing him to fall to the floor. She bent down beside him, holding him up as he rubbed the back of his head. "Troy, are you okay?" she asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine," Troy answered, noticing that Gabriella was still wearing the robe.

She smiled, helping him sit against the wall. Seeing the look in his eyes, she placed her lips on his again, climbing onto his legs. He pulled her closer to her, moving his lips away from her mouth and kissing the soft skin of her neck. He felt her fingernails dig into his skin, scratching his skin as they traveled down the lengths of his arms. She let out a faint sigh as he placed his delicate lips back on hers.

"Obsession," she sang quietly, taking his hands in hers again, also once again leaving something in his hands. She stood up, giving him a wink and then this time disappearing into their bedroom.

Troy looked down, seeing what it was this time that she had given his. Her bra...which only meant that the only thing she was wearing was the black silk robe. He glanced up, seeing the door to their bedroom open again. A hand appeared, her hand, and it was holding the black robe. She placed it on the doorknob and peeked out the door. She gave him a look that read, "You know you want to."

The door closed silently and Troy got up, opening it quickly. He looked around, finding Gabriella laying in bed, completely covered by the blanket. She motioned him over, patting the space next to her.

"I need you, can you see?" she sang, completing the little song.

Troy headed over and pulled at the blanket, only to feel it tugged away from him. Gabriella cleared her throat, pointing to the remaining article of clothing that he had on.

In the corner of the room was the box that Taylor had given to Gabriella for their honeymoon. The only thing that remained was the used gift certificate for the nearest Victoria's Secret (which was where Gabriella had went shopping earlier). It was also Taylor who bought her the black robe as a gift for her.

Tossing his boxers to the floor, Troy slid into bed beside her, instantly greeted by Gabriella's lips.

"Now this is where the real fun begins," she whispered to him, feeling his hands wonder her body.

"Gabi, do you know how much I want you right now?" Troy questioned, placing soft kisses around her one breast while fondling the other in his hand.

"I dunno," she giggled, "About as much as I want to do this?"

"Are you sure? I mean, I can wait if want us too," Troy responded, holding her tightly to him. "You know that I love you and that I'm willing to do anything for you."

"Yes Troy, I know you love me. And I love you. I'm ready to do this," she answered, "I've already had my fun. Now it's time for you to enjoy yourself a little."

"Are you sur--?" he started before he was cut off by his wife's tender kiss.

"If I wasn't sure, would I have already taken off all of my clothes and almost all of yours?"

Gabriella kissed him again passionately, putting every ounce of emotion into it, trying to convince Troy that she was ready for him. It was when she felt his tongue hit the surface of her lips that she knew that she had convinced him. She opened her mouth, allowing for him to deepen the kiss. They got lost in each other, their hands exploring each others bodies, learning of the right places to stroke that would give the other a great amount of pleasure.

Tearing his lips away from hers, Troy positioned himself over Gabriella. He looked at her once more, just to make sure that he had the definite okay. Gabriella nodded, giving Troy a sure smile. Slowly, he lowered himself into her, hearing Gabriella moan quietly.

"Gabi?" he asked, seeing if it was okay for him to continue or if he should stop.

Gabriella nodded, biting her lip in pleasure as Troy adjusted himself inside her. He felt her walls close around him as he thrust in deeper and deeper, moving inside her. She screamed his name in rapture and he moved faster and faster, driving himself further in. He moved more quickly until their hips were moving in almost the same rhythm and he couldn't go any more. Moving as one, Gabriella moaned his name in delight as he did hers.

"Troy," she gasped, "I think, I think it's happening," she shuddered, her back arching in pleasure as she straddled his hips with her legs.

"I can feel it too Gabi," he replied, watching her throw her head back in joy as she clung onto his body.

Moving at the right tempo, Troy felt her come before he did. He fell to her side softly, removing himself from her. Wiping away the wisps of hair that stuck her forehead from sweat, he kissed her lovingly and held her close to his body.

"Troy, I love you," she whispered, still out of breath.

"I love you too Gabi," he answered, kissing her shoulders tenderly. "Was it everything you hoped it would be?"

She hugged Troy around the waist and kissed his shoulders too. "It was everything and more." She snuggled closer into his bare chest, her breathing returning to normal.

"If you don't mind my asking, what changed your mind?" Troy asked, meaning why she suddenly decided to make love to him. "And what happened to our other member?"

"I dropped him off at that pet care place. They gladly accepted him and they even did overnight stays, which mean that there's more time for us to do this."

"You mean, you want to do it again?" he asked, caressing the bare skin of her breast with one hand.

Gabriella reached over, pulling his face toward hers and capturing his lips in a passionate kiss, biting her lips as she nodded. Troy smiled, placing his lips on hers, and positioning himself again.

Move slowly, so hold me
To bring me to my knees
Hot passion, obsession
I need you, can't you see?

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I hope thtat you enjoyed it!

Remember that since I have school, I won't be able to update as frequently as I use to be able to. After this story is finished, keep an eye out for a new Troyella by me. I already have another idea to start it on. Check out my profile for a full explanation.

Also, I want to stay that I'm so proud of how Vanessa is acting in the current situation she is in. If you don't know, somehow a nude picture of her is circulating around on the internet (most likely by an ex). At first people thought that they were taken and sent to Zac (which is false) but now people are making up outrageous rumors that she took them to send to Drake Bell (which is crazy that they would think that) because if you have seen the picture (not that I'm expecting you too), she doesn't look like she does now. It looks like it was around the time that she did Thunderbirds when it was taken, that was also around the time she appeared in Drake and Josh.

I just think that it's sad that the picture got out. Even if it was a bad decision, the pictures were taken in private and never meant to be made public. I'm very proud that Vanessa is facing the public and taking the consequences for her actions instead of hiding from the public. This little thing will not take away any respect that I have for Vanessa, in fact I just admire her even more for having the courage to still appear in the public.

Sorry for rambling, but I would like to say that everyone just needs to forget about this whole thing and let it blow over. But as I'm talking about this, can I point out something? Since people originally thought that Vanessa sent them to Zac, it must mean that a ton of people are Zanessa. Just thought that I'd inject a ray of light in a bleak situation.

Lotta love,
Kat