Virgin in a North Texas Cat House (Past Life Regression, #2‪)‬

Virgin in a North Texas Cat House by Joan Russell 15,736 words. Giselle Prudhomme was undergoing therapy for sex addiction. In her second past life regression she traveled back to the old west where she was kidnapped to be sold at auction in a whore house. Rescued by Texas Ranger Tad Andrews she discovered true love for the first time in her life. Contains: Romance, oral sex, anal sex, double penetration, explicit erotica. The characters in this story are age 18 and over. Adults 18+. Additional Past Life Regression stories: Harem Girl.


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Giselle Prudhomme was bar trolling again. She had her mark. He was drunk and the anger fairly rolled off him as he looked around with bleary eyes for someone on whom to attach his rage. She smiled at him as she sat down next to him at the bar.


“Looking for someone?” she asked. Her voice deepened as it filled with promise. She became aware of a great need to lick her lips, to touch her face with her fingertips. Her palms sweated and tingled with the need to touch him. Her breath caught in her throat and she felt a release of slick fluid between her thighs.


He swung his heavy face toward her, responding to her question by licking his own lips.


“Guess I’m lookin’ for you,” he said. His voice was a growl that spoke of too much drinking and too many cigarettes. He smelled of sweat and bad habits. She drank in the odor as if it validated her choice.


“Good,” she responded, feeling the tension in her body relax. She didn’t bother to dwell on what would happen next – she didn’t even bother to wonder where it would happen – back of her car, a motel room, his digs, it didn’t matter. The deal had been closed.


“What’s your name,” she asked, leaning toward him until she could feel his hard muscles against her breasts. She wasn’t wearing a bra and the proximity of his flesh without the added barrier of a useless under garment quickened her breath.


“Jake, Jake Roberts,” he said. He reached up and pinched hard on her teat.


“Nice to meet you, Jake,” she said. “I’m Giselle.”


“Wanna take off?” he said. She smelled good and he wanted to fuck her.


“Yes,” she said. She was ready. Wet and ready.