When The Wind Blows - A sexual awakening *****

A Story of Love Western Romantics Series

De: J R Case

Narrado por: Virtual Voice

This is a hot happily ever after, fictional, historical romantic western.

It’s HOT and not for the faint-hearted, filled with some very tantalizing hot sex and a strong dominant male. It’s a sweeping saga of one woman’s struggle to live and love. It holds temptations and passions. Conflicts and torment to raise your own passions and bring them alive.

If you’re looking for something to tempt your days and nights, you just found it. Enjoy!

Written mainly in British English, with Americanisms and slang from both languages.

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It was 1832. Before the forced Indian moves to the Reservations. Before the Little Big Horn. On the Plains of Dakota. A young woman found herself alone.

Was life meant to be this hard? She asked herself not for the first time. Her life back East had been full of gayety and balls. The finery of silk and lace. Here, it was not.

The vast open Plains offered no refuge. No comforts and her home was here now. Her husband long gone and her child not long after. Her life in ruins. She’d thought herself in love. How wrong she'd been to believe in him and it had led her to here.

She'd tried so hard to hang on but it had all been for nothing. In grief for the child, she no longer had, she stood alone. The funeral long over. How would she do this? Make this work? But the animals still needed her and this, was her home. Determination set in. She would do this or die trying, she couldn't go back, the humiliation would kill her anyway. It mattered not to her now. What more did she need?

When the wind blew and the sun glinted off the horizon, he was there again. Silhouetted on the crest of the hill looking down on her. Sitting proudly. Quietly, as was his way. The master of all he surveyed. She could feel the heat of the intensity of his stare. And once more she wasn’t alone anymore. He would have seen them all go, she'd no doubt of it. He'd know all there was to know and that she’d not left like he’d told her to.

Too stubborn, too wilful some would say and that would be her undoing. He had warned her of what would happen if she stayed. She watched as he kicked his mount on and slowly headed down towards her…..