“I did! But I don’t know if I was just in my head or if it was him. I don’t know; it’s not a comfortable conversation to have and I didn’t know how to broach the subject.”

“So, you just faked it?”

“Sometimes. Or he’d just finish and get me off a different way.” I grip her thighs, the thought of anyone making her come but me making me almost irate.

“JP, don’t get yourself worked up.” She pecks my nose and I feel slightly less angry. “I just wanted you to know that… there are a lot of things I’ve still only done with you. Things I fucking miss.”

“Like what?”

“Like sex in cars.”

I raise my eyebrows in shock. “You mean there was never a time you couldn’t wait to get home? Never a time that you were so wet or he was so hard and he couldn’t take it another second without him being inside of you in some way?” I run my nose down the side of her face. “Never a time he had to pull over because the scent of your cunt was so heady that it actually made it so he couldn’t focus on getting you home safely without having a taste of what was between your legs?”

She whimpers in my lap and spins her hips in a circle and I groan. “No.”

“Fuck. What else?”

“He didn’t want to tie me to the bed so you better believe he didn’t want me to do that to him either.”

“That’s something that requires a lot of trust, baby.”

“We’d been together three weeks when you let me do that.”

“I’d known you a long time.” I chuckle. “And you were such a curious little kitten.” I press my lips to hers. “We were exploring all of these very new and sexy things and I don’t know, I just trusted you from the jump.”

“I resigned myself to the fact that my sex life changed considerably and I learned to accept it. Like I said, no one was going to measure up to you and us. Our chemistry was—”

“One of a kind.” I grab her face to make her look at me. “I’m so glad I have you back,” I tell her. “I know it potentially cost us a lot of things but I’ll make you so happy, baby and we’ll get through it. We’ll make them understand eventually.”