Harry Lime brings the old west to his erotic writings in the third in his western series with
Barbed Wire Showdown.
Told in the old west style, its raw, brash and very explicit.
You have been warned <wink>
Summary: This is the third Western Erotica genre e-book
published under the Harry Lime name. Harry writes in many different Erotica
modes from Historical to Contemporary and even Science Fiction. His Western
Erotica is mostly of the Historical category with an emphasis on good old-fashioned
“poking” of the Cowboy kind. The element of Romance is not high on the list in
the violent atmosphere of the range war blazing around the main female
character of Sheriff Dixie Hardin but she is subject to a depth of passion that
matches her strength of character and sheer grit to get justice for her friends
and neighbors and the other peaceful residents of the valley. Dixie is a girl
that knows exactly what she wants and she doesn’t let the odds stop her from
avenging the harm done to her family by dishing out “Frontier Justice” behind a
pair of hair-trigger six-shooters.
Excerpt:
Dixie was
not one much to taking to such foolishness but she noticed the rider Butch was
one of those loose and devil-may-care range riders who treated life like a book
opening up for their enjoyment. She did her best to knock off some of the dust
from the dirty fence raising job and smiled like an idiot girl waiting to be
invited to the dance.
“So this is
the new sheriff?” mused the tow-haired youth.
He was
sitting with one leg pulled up across the saddle like he needed some rest for
his hip and his knee. Hector and Jethro were both on the slender side for young
looking western boys but Butch was built like a solid cord of wood real skimpy
below the belt with long legs and up on top he had shoulders that belonged on a
lumberjack. She could see why the boys were bragging on his expertise in a face
to face knuckles fight because his hands were rugged and huge. They were not at
all like a gunfighter’s hands that tended to be long, slender and soft like a
girl’s tender bottom. A lot of the hired guns out at the Rocking “R” were in
the habit of wearing thin leather gloves and she knew from experience that was
a dead giveaway of their gun slinging ways.
Suddenly,
Dixie knew it was time for her to learn more about men and why they wanted to
put their hands all over her lush young body. She knew all about the birds and
bees and she had been clued in by the nasty twin female sisters who lived right
next door to the parson. They were always talking about “cock this and cock
that” and telling her it was better to take it in her backside and not worry
about getting pregnant. It all seemed like a lot of foolishness to her but now
that she felt some strange tingles just looking at Butch sitting with his
crotch spread wide open on top of his horse, she knew she wanted him to give
her some new information on the “doing it” thing that the Anderson boys were
always pestering her about.
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