As One Door Closes, Another One Opens - Part 3 (Final Part)
Taylor stared at the door in front of him, feeling like he had just been punched in the gut. He cursed himself for taking things too quickly, but it was his only chance. He feared he had blown it, but he couldn't just let her go like that. He had to explain himself and at least apologize.
Gaga froze and felt the blood drain from her face after she heard the door slam behind her, realizing what she had just done. Memories flooded her mind; memories of the day they had first met, of the time Taylor comforted her on the set, of how safe and happy she felt with him... And of the undeniable connection between them. She closed her eyes and turned around. She wouldn't let her fear keep her from following her heart any longer. Just as she was about to knock, the door opened. Taylor faced her with wide eyes.
"It's okay, you don't have to say anything. I shouldn't have pushed you like that, and I'm sorry," Taylor said, sincerity shining in his blue eyes.
"No, you don't understand," Gaga realized she was panicking, as she was breathing quickly and heavily. She bit her lip for a moment and tried to gather her thoughts and ignore the awkward silence between them. She guiltily lifted her head to meet his pain-filled gaze once again. "Can we talk inside?"
Taylor forced a smile. "Sure." He let her in and shut the door behind him, watching as she took a few steps forward before turning to face him. He longingly studied her angelic face. Her distinct features had formed into a troubled expression.
"Taylor," she looked down, "I haven't always had the best experiences with... love. And sex." She looked up now, taking a step closer to him. "You know that day I talked to you about my ex?"
"That only scratched the surface of... everything."
"What do you mean 'everything?'"
"I wasn't just upset about what he said... I felt like every bit of pain any man or relationship caused me was fresh again. Luc and I had been on-and-off for six years, but he and so many other men have made me feel so vulnerable. I trusted him this last time, I really did, and..." her voice cracked. "When he broke that trust, that was like the last straw for me. I'm terrified of going through that again." Gaga swallowed hard and felt tears burning as the painful memories resurfaced. She blinked back her tears and let out the words that she had wanted him to hear since Nebraska. "But the truth is that a day hasn't gone by that I haven't thought about you... about us. Taylor... I'm in love with you."
She had done exactly what she was afraid of with those simple words; she had offered her already fragile, broken heart to him on a silver platter. Whether it was healed or further hurt was up to him, now.
I'm in love with you. Her delicate voice echoed in Taylor's mind. He silently moved closer to her until the void between their bodies had nearly disappeared. He could feel her quick, warm breaths on his skin. "I'm in love with you too." He lifted her chin so their eyes met. He wiped her now-flowing tears off of her cheeks with his thumbs and held her face in his hands. "And I swear I will never hurt you that way, and I'll do anything to prove that to you and earn your trust. We don't have to rush things, okay? Just listen to your heart."
"And... what if my heart wants you now?" Gaga said softly, putting her arms around his waist.
"Then maybe it's the perfect time for this," Taylor whispered as he leaned toward her. Their faces were millimeters away, and they could feel the intensity growing between them. Taylor's lips brushed softly against Gaga's, making her shiver. She lifted her arms so they were wrapped around his neck and pressed their lips together harder, deepening the kiss. Gaga gently bit his bottom lip and pulled away, putting her hands on his warm cheeks, his stubble tickling her palms. Their faces were still close, their bodies pressed together.
"I've been fantasizing about that since our kiss on set," she confessed.
"Me too," Taylor smiled. "I've also been fantasizing about a few other things..." he trailed off as his gaze dropped to her breasts. The dress she was wearing accentuated them perfectly, and he was in awe. She started slowly running her hands up his torso over his shirt, and it began to drive him insane.
"Really?" She asked with a seductive smile, continuing to stroke his torso. She could feel his muscles through his loose shirt. He wasn't the only one going insane. She slipped her hands underneath the shirt and began to slide it upward as her fingers glided along his smooth skin. She felt desire begin to overcome her. "Why don't you take this off?" She whispered, and he obeyed. Taylor then picked up her small frame easily, and she wrapped his legs around him. He carried her to the bedroom and carefully laid her on the bed. "I'm here to please you." He paused for a moment as he hovered over her. "Are you sure you want to do this?"
"I want nothing more than to be yours tonight," Gaga replied, kicking off her heels. "Undress me," she whispered as her hands made their way to unbutton Taylor's pants.
Taylor slipped his hands under her back and slowly unzipped her dress. He began to pull it down. He smiled when he saw that she wasn't wearing a bra underneath, and began to kiss his way down her chest while he pulled the dress down. When he got to her pelvis, he began pulling her underwear down with it, and in a swift movement, he flung both the dress and panties aside. "You're so fucking beautiful," he said, admiring her naked body as she lay there waiting for him. He slipped out of his boxers and laid his body face-down over Gaga's, resting his chin gently over her ribcage. Gaga felt warmth rushing through her body when their skin met like that. Taylor slid both of his hands up her body slowly, from her thighs to the sides of her chest, where he slid them upward. He began stroking her breasts tenderly, making her gasp at his touch. Gaga felt herself burning with desire for him.
"I need you... now," Gaga whimpered.
"Patience, darling," Taylor said quietly, even though he needed her just as badly. He moved his way back down, leaving a trail of passionate kisses on her skin. "Spread your legs," he said once he was hovering above her pelvis. He was close enough that she felt her breath on her skin, making her spine tingle. Gaga felt her quick, electric pulses beating between her legs. Taylor began kissing her inner thighs, coming closer and closer to where she wanted him each time. She moaned gently; he was making her crazy. She let out another soft moan when she felt his lips finally come into contact with her clitoris. Taylor began to explore her with his tongue. "You're delicious," he said before sucking her clit. He kept applying more and more pressure as she squirmed with pleasure. He pulled away abruptly, unable to wait longer.
"Don't stop, please," Gaga begged. She was ready for him. Her closed eyes shot open when she felt him enter her and lower his body, caressing her hips as he began to thrust rhythmically. "Taylor... Taylor..." her moans got louder as the intensity between them built up. They felt a burning passion radiating through their bodies as their orgasms hit together.
Taylor collapsed onto the space next to her on the bed. They were now facing each other, breathing heavily, still recovering. "You're amazing," Gaga said, smiling at him. She took his hand into her own and pressed it against her chest so he could feel her lovestruck heart thumping erratically. "It's yours now... I'm yours..." she said between deep breaths.
Taylor chuckled at how fast her heart was still beating. "You're adorable." He traced her jaw slowly with his free hand. "Stefani, I want to love you and make you happy. I want to make you smile. I want to make you feel safe."
Gaga felt a knot form in her throat. "I know you do..." She moved closer to him and buried her face in his warm chest, fearing she would cry again, out of happiness this time. "I love you, Taylor. I know it's fast, but I really love you."
Taylor kissed her head and hugged her tightly. "I love you too... Will you stay here tonight?"
Gaga smiled. "Only if you promise to hold me like this until we wake up."
