Desireé
Tate brushed his fingers against my forehead, moving the wet strands of my hair out of my face. He crushed his lips against my mouth and kissed me ravenously. Tate was rapacious, a burning desire building up between our scorching bodies. He was right…it had been far too long since we’d touched each other.
“Never again, my love. I’ll never leave your side, again.” He whispered, pressing his head against my forehead.
“Oh, Tate.” I breathed out, “My body is on fire for you…only for you. I love you so much, Papi.”
“Come, my love, let’s go home.” Tate took my hand, making my heart flutter.
Home.
A place I thought I’d never find.
Tate was my home…my safety.
And he loved me through all my flaws.
We ran until our feet gave out and stopped to catch our breath. I sighed, leaning o
