Saving Her (Taylor Caniff)

Chapter Nine

* Courtney P.O.V *

I closed my eyes and held him close. I had dreamed of this a thousand times before, and now here I was. His lips on mine, his hands on my waist, mine in his hair. Just me and him. Just us.

I pulled him closer, I don't know what it was but I wanted more. I tugged at the buttons on his shirt that was covering me, but he knocked my hands away. My hands then fumbled with his belt but he stopped me again.

"Courtney, stop trying to take you're clothes off" he sighed.

"Don't you want me? Don't you want this?"

"Yes, I do, a million times over I do. But not like this. You're drunk, it'd be taking advantage. Now come sit with me" I dropped to the floor and rested my head in his lap. Immediately his hand snaked around my shoulders and draped protectively over my torso. I shivered slightly and he handed me his blazer, instantly warming me.

He looked out to sea. The stars studded the deep blue sky and the moon sat large and beautiful in the centre. The waves danced in the distance and lapped gently at the shore. The sea breeze was cool but I was warm beside Taylor. My dress was in a heap on the sand and my broken heels were strewn somewhere across the beach. A small pile of alcohol bottles littered the sand but every where else was clean. A great contrast.

My eyes slowly began to shut as he hummed me a lullaby. He smelt sweet and... oh god.

"I'm. So. Sorry!" the sick drenched his jeans. He brushed the hair out of my face and wiped my mouth.

"Its fine, princess" he whispered sweetly.

"But they are... were your favourite jeans" I sobbed.

"Hey, hey. They're just jeans. I can get a thousand more, I only have one of you. So are you okay?"

"What about your jeans?"

"I'll just have to take them off" he smiled. He stripped them off and then offered me his hand. "Come, let's clean up" I dropped the shirt to the floor and followed him into the water.

The icy water lapped at my toes making me shudder, he pulled me close and we walked out deeper. He stopped when the water was at his waist. "You okay princess?" he whispered.

"Y... yeah" he pulled me into a warm embrace and kissed me again.

"I have something for you" he held out his hand and opened the small black box he was holding. A small, intricately designed fairy. She was silver with a purple gem encrusted dress. He unhooked the chain and put it on me lightly, his rough fingers trembling as he reclasped it around my neck.

His soft lips met mine once again. My hand glided down his rock hard chest. He bit my lip and pulled me close, his Little Taylor pressing into my hip. Oh my...

"I want you so bad" he whispered,m his voice deep and raspy. He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist.

"I need you now" he groaned in his sexy voice. He kissed me hard, desperate.

"Please" I whispered, my hands in his hair. "I need you too" I kissed him again.

"I can't" he sighed, setting me down in the water. "Come, let's go back" I played with my necklace ashamed and embarrassed, watching the sea floor. He took my hand and layed on the sand where we were before. I climbed up and rested my head on his chest.

"Its not that I don't want to, because believe me, I do! I just can't, you've been drinking and you've just broke up with Cameron. It wouldn't be moral" I frowned down at him, he looked hurt.

"At least kiss me" I smiled half-heartedly.

"Now that I can do" he took me in his arms and sat up, his hands searching my body. His touch sent waves of euphoria through my body, I've never felt like this before. Not even with Cameron. He left open mouthed kisses along my neck and then the base of my throat. Each kiss left behind a small, purple mark. I purred softly as his lips burned my skin in the most perfect way. He was gentle unlike Cameron. Cameron got made if I said no.

Love you all, stay amazing ♡