“When did you figure out it was me?” He presses the vibrator to my clit, and I squirm in his hold to the delicious assault, but he keeps me pinned in place.
 
 “What do you think?” I sass back.
 
 “Just tell me,” he speeds up the device and his thrusts.
 
 “No.”
 
 “Winona, stop being a brat,” he grits out.
 
 “You left me.”
 
 “Will you use it for the rest of our lives?”
 
 “What makes you think we will stay together after this?” I have no idea what we are supposed to do once we go back. Our lives are so different. We’re different.
 
 “Not funny.” He hits the right spot repeatedly, creating a knot so tight in my core that everything burns. “You’re mine.”
 
 “I was.”
 
 He bumps the intensity to the max in response to my bratty answers, eliciting a scream from me.
 
 Buzzing, I let this euphoric sensation consume me.
 
 “I knew it was you when I looked into your eyes,” I admit, my breath ragged. “I thought I was losing it, but something inside me just felt you. How could I not recognize you? I breathe you, Reeve. You are my life.”
 
 “Fuck, Baby.”
 
 The piercings rub against my walls as he pounds into me, doubling his efforts. My eyes roll. I convulse around his thick cock. Fireworks go off behind my closed lids.
 
 He pulls out unexpectedly with a frustrated growl, and I grunt in response to his absence.
 
 “Please put it back.”
 
 He thrusts his cock back inside, stuffing me to the brim.
 
 Every nerve ending is on fire, and that fire burns me alive. A tingling sensation pricks my skin. I spasm around him, my walls clutching him tightly, refusing to let go.
 
 “Don’t stop,” I shudder. “I’m coming.”
 
 The intense wave of pleasure wracks through my body. The exchange of fluids brings me the happiest grin I’ve had in years. Our cum runs down my thigh, and he pushes it back into my pussy with his thumb.
 
 “One day, I will breed you and watch you become the mother of our children. We can practice a thousand times until then.”
 
 “I’m surprised you haven’t tossed my birth control pills into the river yet.”
 
 “I’ve thought about it a few times, but we need to figure out a few things first and get out of here. Plus, as much as I want kids, I wouldn’t do that to you without your permission. And I just got you back. I need you all to myself a little longer.” He leans in to kiss me, and I jerk him toward me.
 
 He crashes down on me and rolls to the side, pulling me on top of him.
 
 “Are you okay?” he asks, tucking a lock behind my ear and gently brushing my hair.
 
 I listen to his steady heartbeat and say, “Yeah…”
 
 “What is it?”
 
 I sigh. “We’re different from who we were, yet still the same.”
 
 “It’s a good thing.”