CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

Chloe's P.O.V




All I feel is bliss, warmth and love radiating off of him, I could feel his lower half against mine and the more I feel the more I want him.

My curiosity went from my head to my fingertips as my hand went down lower and wrapped around him.

It was a strange feeling in my hand, it was hard yet the skin was soft, a low growl escaped from his chest out from his lips.

He wrapped his hand around mine and held my hand tighter around it and pushed down gently making him lean his head back, as I watched with curiosity.

I tightened my grip and he moaned louder, and when he brought his head back down I could see he wanted me as I wanted him.

He pulled my legs down pulling me into him and he put his head between my legs and I felt his breath on my inner thigh, and soon enough he kissed my thigh up to where my underwear wrapped around me and with his teeth he went agony slowly pulling them off.

I never felt this before but warmth and wetness between my legs and I was beginning to worry when my period started because that's the only time I felt wet between my legs.

My underwear was now by my ankles but his lips were now between my thighs. 

Wearing I felt more wet and I swallowed back a louder moan as he licked between my legs, slowly and gently.

He licked around me, and against the opening I couldn't hold back this time, I moaned his name. My hands had a mind of its own and grabbed the back of his head leaning my body with every flick of his tongue.

All you could hear was the waves closing in on land silencing my loud moans and squeaks, once and then he leaned back up leaning onto me he stopped suddenly he was at my opening.

I quivered underneath him from anticipation, I wanted; no, I needed him. My body screamed for more and I moved my body up closer around him.

Another growl and he leaned down and kissed my neck as he pulled my legs around his waist making him enter me.

"I'll be as gentle as I can," He swallowed hard, pushing himself farther and deeper with a thrust of his hips.

I felt a pinch and it hurt. I swallowed the pain but he stopped again. "Am I hurting you, do you want me to stop?" He began to slide out from me in fear of hurting me but I tightened my grip around his waist, leaned up and pulled his lips back to mine.

He thrusted slower, faster this time and the sounds that came from me I could barely believe were me.

Moaning, grunting, crashing waves fevered bodies clashing together faster and faster until; until I couldn't take any more, my eyes rolled back into my head, bliss. 

Pure bliss and suddenly I felt something flow into me and he collapsed on top of me, both of us breathless. I held him close as he slid himself out of me.

His head against my chest as we breathed in sync, my eyes closed and suddenly I fell asleep with Colby in my arms the happiest and safest I've ever felt in my entire life.













Colby's P.O.V




I looked up and she was snoring softly, I kissed her forehead before getting up and putting my clothes back on.

I tried to wake her by caressing her side but she rolled over into a small ball.

"Come on Chloe, we have to head home," I said softly. 

I myself was getting tired and I wanted her in my bed safe and warm.

Her yawn was the sound of a small kitten as she rubbed her eyes getting up, I passed her; her clothes and she got dressed groggily.

She stood up, her eyes closed with sleep, as I picked up the blanket and threw it into the air, throwing all the access sand off of it. 

The smell of sand and salt water will forever be etched into my mind.

 I passed her the blanket and she wrapped it around herself as I carried the cooler and the basket back to the car as she followed behind the ring on her finger sparkled with every movement.

That's when it hit me, I proposed to her wrong.

I placed down the cooler and the basket; I walked up to her, took her hand and slid the ring off of her finger.

"What are you doing?" She sounded upset.













Chloe's P.O.V




Did I do something wrong, did I not do good enough?

So many things went through my head as I stood in front of him with the ring in his hand. "I realized my dear, that I did my proposal wrong," He said with a small smile fingering around the beautiful diamond.

He slowly went down on knee looking up at me with his magnificent dark brown eyes.

"Chloe, will you let me love you, hold you, take care of you, as long as I live will you give me the honour of being your husband?

"Chloe, will you marry me?" He asked as tears ran down his face, and my hand gently caressed his stubble chin and nodded yes.

"Yes, of course I'll marry you," I cried my eyes watering as he placed the ring back onto my finger and kissed the back of my hand.

He stood up wrapping his strong arms around me embracing me in a tight hug and I leaned up kissing him slowly once before he let me go. "Are you ready to go home?" Colby asked with a sly smile.

"Not really," I said honestly.

"Don't worry love, we won't be there much longer," He replied, kissing me on the head.

"If I last that long," I said honestly.

"I promised you as long as I'm there you're safe, that ring on your finger proves that," Colby explained, I nodded in response with a small smile.

He picked up our things and we walked back to the car, he loaded everything while I went into the passenger seat with the blanket tightly around myself.

I put on my seat belt once I got in and finally took a better look at my ring.

Suddenly the car door beside me opens and Colby sits in his seat with a sigh, opens the glove department and takes out two cigarettes, one for him, and one for me.

He passed it to me as he placed his between his lips and I took it and did the same, he took the lighter and with a click he lit it with a spark.

I leaned over thinking he was going to do the same but instead brought his face, cigarette and all closer to mine putting the tip of the cigarette against mine making me blush. 

"Puff on it, it will light," He said through the side of his mouth, and I did as he said sure enough it lit up by the fire of his.

"Alright let's get on the road, shall we?" He said, taking the smoke out of his mouth as he spoke.

We smoked them in silence as the road seemed to go on for miles against the black starry sky.

Once they burned down we threw them out the window and he took my hand with his free one.

Caressing the back of my hand through every mile and I leaned my head against the headrest.

"Are you tired?" He asked me to bring my hand to his gentle lips.

"I am, but I don't want tonight to end..." I longed for him again, his arms around me and his lips against mine.

'Home' is a war zone; no it's a torture chamber.

Soon we came to the gates of hell and they opened wide, driving into his parking space he turned off the car and undid his seat belt.

I took off mine and we got out of the car, I began walking towards the house, suddenly a hand was around my wrist and turned me right around to face him.

He spun me off the ground in his arms and my back was against his car, his lips tightly pressed against mine hungrily.

My hands in his hair and he groaned against my lips before he gently put me down and kissed me one more time.

"I love you Chloe," He whispered in my ear.

"I love you too Colby," I answered back.

He took my hand and walked me back to the house, and with a slide of the door a light flickered on and Alastair was sitting on the couch with a beer in his hand.

Colby pushed me behind him as the chubby man stood up. "Passed curfew kid," Alastair said in his drunken slur.

"What curfew, I don't have a curfew." He said his arms crossed.

"Well you fuckin' do now," Alastair yelled.

"Chloe and I are going up to bed," Colby said with a sigh.

He pushed me in front of him towards the staircase so I began to walk where he said to.

Next thing I know I'm being dragged by my hair back to the basement. "No, no not again, Colby," I cried out and he ran toward us and punched his father in the face.

Alastair stumbled, losing grip and I ran back behind Colby.

"Don't you ever touch her again you piece of shit," Colby spat.

"Oh and what are you going to do about it?" He sneered.

He ignored him and made me walk up the stairs towards his room.

Once we were inside he locked the door, then turning towards me and wrapped his arms around me and I wept against his chest.

He picked me up bridal style and laid us both onto his bed and held me as I cried.