Allister, J. Rose - Displaced Cowboys [Lone Wolves of Shay Falls 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by J. Rose Allister

Author:J. Rose Allister [Allister, J. Rose]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Siren-BookStrand, Inc.
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

No way in hell would Terra let herself toss and turn all night again, fretting over why the men she was with for all of a few hours hadn’t wanted her. Or whether they were really in her town. Most likely, the woman had been lying. Or maybe it was just a coincidence. Of course, Springton was three towns removed from the base of the mountains, so their sudden arrival was a little odd. Nevertheless, she would not lie around trying to imagine why they were here, whether they were trying to find her, and if so, why they hadn’t when the huntress managed to do so quite readily.

She refused to lie awake thinking such things. Nor would she flip around rotisserie-style while she worried about the mysterious, red-haired woman.

Terra stared out her open bedroom window, listening to crickets gossip about God knew what under a bright moon that was a sliver short of full, while she reviewed the list of things she would not be thinking about. Could werewolves shift if there wasn’t a full moon? Nope, wait, add that to the list of don’t-go-theres. If she could just figure out how to get that memo through to the part of her brain that kept flipping up these topics over and over, like a mental Rolodex.

Music. That was what she needed. Something to fill her head with words and themes that weren’t of her own making. She reached over to her prim white nightstand and grabbed her iPod, sticking the ear buds in her ears and punching up her favorite get-me-out-of-this-life playlist. George Michael’s breathless sensuality sang to her of love, sex, and all the things she knew nothing about. Ah, yes. Eighties oldies were good for what ailed angst-ridden virgins.

Terra groaned and shifted beneath her leopard-print bedding, aware of the faint pulse of interest stirred by the sensation of her naked labia rubbing together. Her no-fail playlist was about to fail her. Why the hell she’d shaved her pussy, of all the bizarre things to do, was beyond her. The impulse eluded her totally. She hadn’t even consciously thought about it when she’d done it. She’d been shaving her legs as usual, and the next thing she realized, her entire pubic area was velvety smooth. Maybe she just wanted an excuse to touch herself there, since apparently no one else was interested in doing so.

Well, who the hell said she needed a reason, anyway? It was her body. Besides, she didn’t need to look any farther than the direction of her own thoughts lately to find all the inspiration she needed to get herself off.

George sang to her about finding what he wanted in her eyes, and when she closed them, an image sprang up of Connor claiming her lips in the shower. Her hands began to move beneath the covers, enjoying the soft feel of her knee-length sleep shirt as she skimmed her round breasts. They weren’t as large as she’d wished for, but her nipples were responsive and sprang up readily to her touch.

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