35I woke up the next morning, sure that last night was a dream. Gabriella was … better than a dream. I knew she would be. But when I woke up and found her head fast asleep on my chest, her naked body resting softly against mine, I knew I hadn't dreamed anything. Gabriella and I had made love last night and it was perfect. She had fallen asleep right here in my arms and everything was just as it should have been. The alarm clock hadn't even gone off yet, but I knew it was coming. I'd have to get up and leave soon and I knew I didn't want to. I knew I'd have to get ready and leave her for the week and I didn't know how I was going to be able to do that. Thinking about it right now was already too painful enough for me. I knew as soon as Gabriella woke up, she'd be feeling the same. But then I felt her move, wiping a way a tear as it fell onto my chest. Closing my eyes, I wrapped my arms more around her, pulling the blankets up more around us. "It's ok, baby. If you need to cry, cry." She jumped slightly as she felt my arms wrap around her, her breath speeding up. "Oh, my gosh, Troy!" She turned her head up to look at me. "Did I wake you?" I shook my head, wiping her tears softly from her face. "No. No, you didn't. Why are you crying?" She sucked them in as much as she could, wiping at them herself. "It's morning." I looked over at the alarm clock and back at her, shaking my head. "No it's not." She closed her eyes tightly. "Yes, it is, Troy." I kissed the top of her head, hugging her more against me. "Until that clock goes off, it's not morning."
She looked up at me, tears brimming in her eyes. "I don't want you to go." I nodded slowly, lifting my head off the pillow to stretch down so I could kiss her lips softly. "I know, baby," I whispered against her lips, letting my head rest back against the pillow. "We both know I have to." She nodded sadly, laying her head back on my chest. "I know." I closed my eyes, holding her close to me. We both knew when Monday morning came along this was going to be hard, but now that it was here, we didn't know how to get through it. I wished that I was coming home to her after classes were over. And then my eyes shot open widely. That was it. That's how I could fix this. I'd commute, back and forth, every day. I'd move in here with her. She needed a roommate anyway to pick up the rest of the rent, and a half hour to forty-five minute drive every day each way wasn't the worst thing in the world, as long as I had Gabriella in my arms every night. Sure, it would put a lot of miles on my truck, but it would be worth it. And I knew as soon as I said something, Gabriella's tears would dry up and we wouldn't have to worry about this anymore. Everything would be solved. I'd just have to talk to her landlady and then get out of my lease and everything would be great. But first thing's first, telling Gabriella, making her day before it even began.
"You can stop crying now, baby," I whispered against the top of her head, kissing it softly. She shook her head softly, not picking her head up off my chest. "No. I reserve the right to cry." I shrugged my shoulders. "Well, ok," I rubbed her back softly, "as long as they're happy tears, because I wouldn't want you crying if I am coming home tonight." She lifted her head up off of my chest, turning to look at me. "What?" I smiled at her, wiping at her tears again. "That is if you'd like a roommate?" She blinked at me, her tears stopping. "What?" she repeated herself, not quite sure of what I was saying. "I'll commute every day. I know it's quite a bit of driving, but I don't care. As long as you're in my arms every night, that's all that matters to me." She blinked, wiping at her face again. "Are you serious, Troy? Really serious?" I smiled, nodding my head. "I couldn't be more serious. I can't live without you, Gabriella." She smiled, breathing in deeply. "I can't live without you, Troy!" I smiled brightly, lifting my head up off the pillow again and pressing my lips to hers passionately, wrapping my hand around the back of her head. Pulling back, I asked her, "So, is that a yes?" She giggled, nodding her head. "Yes! Yes! Yes! Oh, yes!" I laughed, pulling her head back to mine, kissing her deeply.
Gabriella pulled back, frowning at me again. "But you still have to go." I ran my fingers through her hair. "I do have to go, baby, but I'll be back after my classes and after I talk to my landlord." She nodded, smiling brightly. "And I'll talk to mine," she said, wrapping her arms around my neck, pulling me against her, holding me against her naked body. She bit her lip, looking down between us. "Troy..." I looked down for a second before looking back up at her, clearing my throat, "Yes, baby?" She blushed bright red as she timidly asked, "Take a shower with me before you go?" I nodded my head, running my fingers through her hair. "I'd love to." She smiled, kissing my lips softly before rolling off of me and taking my hand as she stood, walking toward the bathroom with me following her. She seemed to not even mind that she was naked, even though I knew just a minute ago she was just blushing about realizing she was naked in bed with me. She opened the shower door and reached in to turn on the water. Feeling the temperature, she turned back out to me. "All ready." She turned back to look at me and I stepped up against her, wrapping my arm around her as I pushed her backwards into the shower, pulling the door shut behind us.
She turned her head down, and I gleaned a hint of blush on her cheeks. I lifted her face up to look at me and I could see she was biting her lip. "What is it, baby?" I asked her softly. The red in her face intensified and slowly answered, "I just... can't believe what we did last night... where we are right now." I slowly let my hand rub the small area just above her ass. "Where? In the shower?" She nodded shyly. "Yes. I feel so... different, but at the same time I everything is just the same." I smiled down at her, kissing her forehead. "So, you're alright with what we did last night?" I asked, running my fingers through her wet hair. She smiled, nodding slowly. "I am. Do you think we can do it again... right now?" I lifted my eyes at her, looking around the shower for a second. "Here in the shower?" She blushed again, biting her lip. "Yes." I smirked at her, leaning down to press my lips to hers. "Are you shy?" She looked up into my eyes, wrapping her arms around my neck. "Yes..." I let my lips brush across hers softly, murmuring against them, "There's no need, baby." She moaned softly, holding her breath coming out labored. "I can't help it, Wildcat. This is all so new for me." I smiled, letting my hand move lower down to her ass, lifting her up against me, my cock sliding between her legs, causing her to gasp. "It's new for me too, Gabs, but we'll get used to it."
She nodded softly, wrapping her arms tighter around my shoulders, lifting herself up more. "Wrap your legs around me, baby," I whispered against her ear, helping her as she wrapped her legs around me. I pushed her gently up against the wall, pressing my body against hers. She felt so good. Last night had been so amazing, but I had been so sure the entire time I had been dreaming. This morning, I was sue I wasn't. Here she was, my girlfriend, here in my arms, about to make love to me for the second time.I pressed my lips against hers before letting them trail down over her chin and neck. I nestled my face there for a moment, breathing her into me. I sucked slightly at her collarbone, rubbing her thighs as I held her legs wrapped around my waist. She ran her fingers through my hair, moving her hips against me, begging me silently to make love to her. I looked into her eyes as I moved to let my cock slide slowly up inside her. She was tight, just as she had been last night, and I wasn't sure how long I'd be able to last. "Uh... Troy!" She breathed in and out quickly against my ear, grabbing on tightly to my shoulders. I pulled back slightly to look up into her eyes. "You ok?" I asked, my voice only coming out in a heavy whisper. She nodded her head quickly. "Yes, Troy. Oh, you feel so good inside me!" I groaned, pushing into her a little deeper. "You feel so incredible, Gabriella!" She slid her hands up through my hair and I pressed my lips against hers, moaning into her mouth.
I pulled out of her slightly, pushing back into her gently. I didn't want to hurt her or frighten her any, even though it would be so easy to take this quickly and a little more roughly, but I was sure she wasn't ready for that. I knew it would take a while before she was completely comfortable with things, not that she wasn't relaxed with what we were doing. I knew she was enjoying this just as much as I was. This was incredible and I didn't want it to stop. But even I knew that was impossible. Her pussy started to clamp down around me and I knew that was it. I released deep inside of her, groaning against her ear, holding her tightly against me. She gasped out, grasping onto my shoulders even tighter, "Troooooooyyyy!" Her breath was warm against my neck, the water running right over the top of it, sent shivers down my spine. I pulled back to look at her, still breathing heavily. God, she was beautiful. I knew she was the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen. I knew there was no one who would ever take her place. Running my fingers through her hair, I cupped her face in my hand, pulling her head toward mine to kiss her softly, letting my lips linger there in a passionate kiss. "I love you, Gabriella," I whispered against her lips, holding her gently in my embrace. She leaned her forehead against mine, breathing softly. "I love you, Troy. Forever."
Troy held me with my legs still wrapped around his waist. I could feel him throbbing inside of me and it felt so amazing. I never knew making love would be this amazing. It wasn't as though I would have done it any sooner. I knew last night was the right time and that's why Troy and I made love. I hadn't been ready until then, but now that we've made love I knew I made the right choice. He whispered against my lips softly, "I love you, Gabriella," and I smiled, resting my forehead against his, still trying to catch my breath. "I love you, Troy. Forever." Pulling my head back, I looked into his stunning blue eyes. They were so warm right now and I knew why. It was because of what we'd just done. He was feeling all the love and passion I was. I ran my fingers through his hair, smiling into those perfect blue eyes. "I love this, Troy. There's nothing like this in the world." He ran his fingers through my hair, nodding. "I feel the same way, baby." I smiled, inhaling him deep into me, not wanting to leave this place. I knew we both had to get ready and he had to leave for Berkeley, but I just wanted a little more time just to be here like this with him. "I still can't believe you're going to be back here tonight." He smiled, kissing my bare shoulder. "And every night after that, Gabriella. I'm not going to live without you."
I felt the tears stinging at my eyes, but it wasn't because I was sad. I was happier than I could ever possibly be. "We need to get ready to go though," I whispered, not really wanting to let go of him. But I could already feel that he was going soft inside of me. He knew we had to get ready to go as well. "I know, baby," he whispered, kissing the side of my neck. I slowly unwrapped my legs from his waist and he lowered me to my feet. Letting my hands slide down his arms, I took a breath, turning to grab the shampoo off the shelf. "Would you like to help me?" I asked, squirting the shampoo into my hand and placing the bottle back on the shelf. "How would you like me to help?" he asked and I turned my back to him as I started to lather the shampoo into my hair. "Help me wash my hair." I felt him step closer to me, running his fingers through my hair with me. "I don't know if this is a good idea, baby," he said, leaning down closer to my ear. His voice was low and it made my clit jump again. I didn't have to ask why, not with a response like that. "We may never get out of here." I blushed, trying not to moan. "We will," I assured him, but stepped back against him, my back pressing up against his chest. "Yeah, we're not getting out of here anytime soon," Troy growled against my ear, wrapping his arms around me. I couldn't keep the moan suppressed this time, letting it go softly as his soapy hands moved over my wet, naked body.
But before we could do anything else, we heard an alarm coming from the bedroom. "What's that?" Troy asked, his head looking around even though we both knew it was coming from the bedroom. I sighed heavily, letting go of a disappointed groan. "It's the alarm clock." Troy's head fell forward against mine. "You finish up, I'll go take care of that," he offered, opening the shower door and reaching out to grab a towel. He stepped out of the shower, turning back to look at me. "And then I'll shower alone, because I will never get out of here if we don't shower separately." I giggled softly, but I was sure I was blushing immensely. "Ok," I barely spoke, watching as he wrapped the towel around his waist. I couldn't believe we were this comfortable with being naked in front of each other. I could easily be shy, but I knew it was Troy. He loved me and he wasn't going to be judgmental of the way I looked. And I thought he looked... heavenly. But he was right. Anymore thinking like that and we'd never get out of here. I rinsed the shampoo from my hair and reached for the conditioner. I tried to finish up quickly enough so Troy could shower next.
Stepping out of the shower, I found Troy there holding the towel open for me. "Your towel, m'lady." I smiled softly at him, stepping into the towel and letting him wrap it around me. "Thank you, dear sir!" He smiled, letting me take it from his grasp, tucking it under my arm. He leaned down, pressing his lips to mine, kissing me gently before standing up. "Ok, take your shower. I'm going to go get dressed." He nodded, rubbing my arm softly and I walked out of the bathroom to the bedroom. I hadn't had time to unpack yet, so I walked over to my suitcase and searched for something to wear. Settling on a purple summer dress, I pulled out a bra and some panties and zipped up my suitcase again, setting it near my closet. I still couldn't believe that Troy was going to be living here with me. It was exactly what I wanted but didn't think it was possible. I didn't know how we were going to make it work, but I knew once Troy set his mind to something, nothing changed it. I knew he'd make this work even if I had no idea how it could possibly work. But I wasn't going to doubt him. I knew he could do it. I got dressed and started to brush my hair when he came out of the bathroom, wrapped in his towel again.
"You look really good like that, Troy," I told him, trying not to let how I was really feeling, looking at him like this. He walked over to me, pressing his lips to mine gently. "No more thoughts like that this morning, baby," he growled. "We'll never get out of here." I almost didn't care. I was almost tempted to tell him to stay home today and go in tomorrow, but because of the summer honors program I had learned that if you're not in class the first day some professors automatically drop you from their classes. I didn't want the same to be true for Berkeley and for Troy to be kicked out of any of his classes. I didn't want to be dismissed from any of my classes either, but I was more worried about Troy. I didn't want him to be punished for not showing up for his classes just because we wanted to spend the day together. We had to go to our classes and we'd have the whole evening to spend with each other. "You're right, Troy," I smiled up at him, continuing to brush my hair back. "Why don't you get dressed and I'll go figure out breakfast." He nodded, leaning down and pressing his lips to mine once more. "I love you, baby." I smiled, rubbing his arm softly. "I love you, Wildcat." I walked down the hall brushing my hair as I walked toward the kitchen. I was excited for this. I knew we'd be able to get it to work and I wasn't worried about it at all.
We had breakfast and I had about forty-five minutes before my first class to begin. I'd spend every moment here with Troy if I knew exactly where the class was and if I was 100% ready mentally for the day, but I needed to get going so I had time to figure things out and get to class in plenty of time so I wasn't late. I locked the door behind us, dropping my keys in my bag and tugging it more on my shoulder. He took my hand and we walked down the few steps to the sidewalk and over to the truck. "Are you sure you don't want me to walk you to class? Or at least drive you over there?" Troy asked, after tossing his backpack in the truck, turning back to face me and wrapping his arms around my waist. "I'm sure. It's right across the street. I'll be fine. Besides, you've got a drive ahead of you and I don't want you late for your classes." He nodded, leaning down and kissing me slowly and lingeringly. He didn't want to leave anymore than I wanted him to leave, but we both knew we'd be together tonight, so we could get through it. Standing back up, he smiled down at me. "Have a good day. I'll call you at lunch time." I smiled, stepping back and letting him climb up into the truck. He pulled the door shut and started the engine, waving at me before pulling back out of the parking space under the carport. I waved at him, smiling softly at him as he drove out of the parking lot. Today was a good day and it was going to be followed by many more, now that I didn't have to live without him.