Page 54 of You're To Blame 2

“Chelsea, I love you too.”

I took in his new bedroom and exhaled. We were alone. No one watching us. It was just me and the man I loved.

“Chelsea, I’ll do whatever I can to keep us together.”

“You can’t. Come here.”

His head snapped up. “What?” Confusion flashed in his eyes.

My toes shoved his shorts down his ass and legs. “Make love to me.”

He kicked off his shorts. Gripping my thigh, Tate slid inside my warmth.

His glistening face came into view as he hovered over me. I crushed his lips.

“Chelsea, we’ll leave Haven River.”

I clenched his ass pushing him deeper inside me.

“Shush, don’t stop.”

Tate flipped me over on all fours. He pulled my ass toward him and slipped inside me again.

“I am not giving you up.” He fisted my hair and pounded into me. Tate bit down on my neck.

“You want me to walk away from you. Fuck, no,” he growled.

I slammed back against him, meeting his rhythm. Tate clutched my breasts. Our lips tangled hungerly. He circled inside me and I fell apart in his arms. Anotherorgasm tore through me breaking me into pieces. Tate stilled and exploded inside me.

“You’re mine,” he roared. Chest heaving, he held my body flush against him. He fell on the bed and pulled me onto his chest.

“Chelsea, we’ll figure it out.”

“Tate, we have to pretend to break up.”

He peeked at me under his wrinkled brows. “Go on.”

“At school we won’t be a couple.”

“Ok.” His eyes narrowed.

“But we can’t really be a couple away from school either. Yet we’ll still be a couple.”

He shook his head.

“Tate, we know we aren’t breaking up even if we do have to see other people.”

“Fuck, that,” he spat.

“I’m not letting you date another guy.”

“Tate, you don’t have a choice. If we break up at least it will allow all this shit to blow over.”

“There’s no way I’m kissing another chick and you are not kissing another guy.”

“But I already have. What if Lake pretends to be my boyfriend?”

“No,” he scowled.

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