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Chapters (84)
  1. Chapter one
  2. Chapter two
  3. Chapter three
  4. Chapter four
  5. Chapter five
  6. Chapter six
  7. Chapter seven
  8. Chapter eight
  9. Chapter nine
  10. Chapter ten
  11. Chapter eleven
  12. Chapter twelve
  13. Chapter thirteen
  14. Chapter fourteen
  15. Chapter fifteen
  16. Chapter sixteen
  17. Chapter seventeen
  18. Chapter eighteen
  19. Chapter nineteen
  20. Chapter twenty
  21. Chapter twenty-one
  22. Chapter twenty-two
  23. Chapter twenty-three
  24. Chapter twenty-four
  25. Chapter twenty-five
  26. Chapter twenty-six
  27. Chapter twenty-seven
  28. Chapter twenty-eight
  29. Chapter twenty-nine
  30. Chapter thirty
  31. Chapter thirty-one
  32. Chapter thirty-two
  33. Chapter thirty-three
  34. Chapter thirty-four
  35. Chapter thirty-five
  36. Chapter thirty-six
  37. Chapter thirty-seven
  38. Chapter thirty-eight
  39. Chapter thirty-nine
  40. Chapter forty
  41. Chapter forty-one
  42. Chapter forty-two
  43. Chapter forty-three
  44. Chapter forty-four
  45. Chapter forty-five
  46. Chapter forty-six
  47. Chapter forty-seven
  48. Chapter forty-eight
  49. Chapter forty-nine
  50. Chapter fifty
  51. Chapter fifty-one
  52. Chapter fifty-two
  53. Chapter fifty-three
  54. Chapter fifty-four
  55. Chapter fifty-five
  56. Chapter fifty-six
  57. Chapter fifty-seven
  58. Chapter fifty-eight
  59. Chapter fifty-nine
  60. Chapter sixty
  61. Chapter sixty-one
  62. Chapter sixty-two
  63. Chapter sixty-three
  64. Chapter sixty-four
  65. Chapter sixty-five
  66. Chapter sixty-six
  67. Chapter sixty-seven
  68. Chapter sixty-eight
  69. Chapter sixty-nine
  70. Chapter seventy
  71. Chapter seventy-one
  72. Chapter seventy-two
  73. Chapter seventy-three
  74. Chapter seventy-four
  75. Chapter seventy-five
  76. Chapter seventy-six
  77. Chapter seventy-seven
  78. Chapter seventy-eight
  79. Chapter seventy-nine
  80. Chapter eighty
  81. Chapter eighty-one
  82. Chapter eighty-two
  83. Chapter eighty-three
  84. Chapter eighty-four

I don’t care. I just want wild abandoned sex that doesn’t involve charts and temperatures and injections. I want unsafe sex with a hunky stranger. I want sex that has no purpose but fun, fun, fun. I want to get hot and sweaty. I want to scratch and bite and fight and when we’ve done that I want to be soft and gentle and sexy and when we’ve done that I want to do it all over again! ‘Well, you could stay outside the sleeping bag and I could stay inside…but it would be a lot less fun.’

We fall on each other, giggling again.

Dean smooths back my mad hair. ‘Are you sure you want to do this?’

‘Absolutely.’

We struggle and wriggle some more until we’re both naked and then the kissing begins in earnest. Dean has a fabulous body, strong and lean. The rain beats harder and harder on the canvas, Dean’s hands are all over me, caressing, exploring, and I let myself drown in the sensations. I am no longer a desperate, unhappy, unpregnant person—I am reckless, shagging Mountain Woman!

Chapter forty-three

Chapter forty-three

I wish I could say that I had a massive hangover or some regrets. But I have neither. This morning the rain has gone, the birds are tweeting and I’m having breakfast outdoors in the foothills of the Himalayas. I have that warm feeling in my tummy that comes from really good porridge and great sex. Life really does not get any better.

I’m very happy there was a torrential downpour that lasted until dawn. Believe me, Dean and I took full advantage of it. I think it’s fair to say that the rakshi successfully removed the majority of my inhibitions. Then we fell asleep in each other’s arms and he crawled quietly away with more kissing just before Sanjeev—bless him—brought my early-morning tea. Every fibre of my body is zinging and I guess we both might have a few bruises, but it was a lot of fun. And somehow this feels like more than irresponsible, illicit sex—I can’t readily put it into words, but it feels like some sort of release, too. I can see now that I’ve been utterly focussed on one thing to the exclusion of all else and had forgotten the sheer joy that moist, writhing bodies can generate just for the sake of it.