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Her fingers played with the strings from her cutoff shorts, an unconscious echo of the nervous energy coursing through her. “Actually, it’s all thanks to Cheyenne,” he admitted, the edges of his lips curling into a cautious smile. If only he knew the extent of that care, he might not be smiling. She did not stop her forward motion until she had buried all seven inches of her dildo in him. The chime of the doorbell cut through the stillness of the house like a verdict, and Larry’s heart hammered against his ribcage. This was due to her years of running and playing soccer. She knew exactly how to push me over the edge, to make me come undone under her touch.”

“Was she soft and gentle, or was she ah, forceful?”

“She was always soft and easy, we made love, we didn’t fuck.