Inspecting every inch of her, and she was still not completely naked. Would she want to see you depressed? “Did it scare you?” Cheyenne asked, her voice husky with the arousal that tinged her words. Larry stared at Ashley’s firm body, her skin glistening under the soft light. Each one pushed Larry closer to the edge, his body trembling with pleasure. Fingers traced the contours of her body, slipping over sensitive skin, her breath hitching at the electric sensations sparked by her own touch. Larry’s world tilted on an axis of ecstasy as Cheyenne moved within him. No more time for nerves. It was as if Cheyenne’s relentless energy and empathy were a flame, melting away the icy grip of his sorrow. Then she moved to the other side of the bed and got on it.
