Taking a deep breath, she stepped forward, her bare feet silent on the cool tile floor. I don’t think so! Her movements grew bolder, more insistent, as she pictured herself strapping on Erin’s legacy, claiming Larry in a passionate reversal. Her approach was different, slower, and more deliberate. “Did it scare you?” Cheyenne asked, her voice husky with the arousal that tinged her words. And while he knew there would be challenges ahead, he also knew he wasn’t alone. Larry tensed, the touch a jarring reminder of the physical connection he’d shared with Cheyenne, how different it was from this simple gesture of camaraderie. As he looked at the four women around him, he felt a profound sense of gratitude. His gaze lingered on her erect nipples, and he felt his cock stirring in his pants. The chime of the doorbell cut through the stillness of the house like a verdict, and Larry’s heart hammered against his ribcage.
