Hello everybody and welcome to our Sex Scene knockout Championship!
The guise is simple; vote for your favourite out of the two scenes and the winning author will progress to the next round and be in with a chance to win the Sex Scene Championship Crown. Each person will be in with a chance of winning prizes from our prize bag. At the end of the event, all of the entrants will be collated and then I’ll use random generator to pick a top winner (who will get their choice of 8 prizes from the prize bag limited to one GC), a second place winner (who will get their choice of 5 prizes from the prize bag limited to one GC) and a third place winner (who will get their choice of 3 prizes limited to one GC). I will then randomly draw names until all the prizes are gone.
You have to vote through the rafflecopter form for your vote to count. You can do this using FB or an email address … none of these are visible to anyone but me and I will not use them unless you win.
We have 50 eBooks to giveaway (some of which are listed on the Intro post here), 2 signed paperbacks, 2 INT paperbacks, 4 Gift Cards (Amazon & All Romance, a necklace, some pens and more swag to give away.
So for our next round we have Lane Hart and Shelly Bell
Execerpt One –
Lane Hart – Blood Drive ©
I rubbed my hands down her back, grabbing her ass and raising it for her to wrap her legs around my waist. My lips and tongue went down her neck while I warned her what I wanted to do.
“Kate, if you stay with me then my door is going to be wide open all night. I want him to hear you scream when I go down on you and every time you come when I fuck you. I want to be in you for hours, however long it takes for me to get over my anger, drinking from you while I’m inside you, and I really don’t give a shit if he sees us. I want to make damn sure that he knows he’s never going to touch you or fuck you again.”
“We can do anything you want, Sam,” she said, and then it was on.
My mouth swallowed hers and our tongues became urgent as I carried her to my bed, not giving a fuck that we were still dripping wet. Laying her down I wasted no time kissing a trail from her breasts to stomach, not letting myself get distracted from my destination. My need for her almost made me frantic, before I decided I’d rather frustrate her by going slowly and deliberately. I wanted to make her beg me for it like she’d begged him. Spreading her thighs I licked one long stroke between her legs.
“Oh God yes!” she moaned, as she squirmed.
I moved my hands up to hold her hips down then kissed and licked the inside of her thighs and low on her pelvis, everywhere around where she wanted me to go, before I thrust my tongue into her center once more. Her hands went to my hair as she tried to keep my mouth on her.
“Sam! Please don’t stop,” she gasped as her back arched. I gave her more of what she was begging for before pulling back again.
“Did you scream his name when he fucked you?” I asked, as I continued to torture her with teasing stops and starts.
“No, oh!” she moaned as her pelvis tried to come off the bed. My hands on her made that impossible
“Was his mouth here?” I asked her. Then, with a thrust of my tongue, I showed her exactly where I meant.
“No, you’re the only one … oh fuck that feels good!”
After that the only sounds she made were wordless screams and moans before she came.
I couldn’t wait any longer to get in her, wanting to feel her warm wetness on my dick before her spasms stopped, then bring her again and again. My anger had been replaced with a need to possess her each and every way possible.
“Roll over baby,” I told her as I raised up on my knees. She slowly moved to her stomach, while still trying to catch her breath.
I pulled her by her legs across the bed to me, then spread them as I climbed up behind her. Pulling her hips up, I slid into her with one long, slow, deep thrust.
When she cried out loud and sudden I thought I’d been too rough.
“Did I hurt you?” I asked, unable to pull out of her unless she ordered me too.
“No! Don’t stop!” Thank God, because I wasn’t sure if I could. The way she felt around me was too good.
I pulled her hips back and pushed into her at the same time. Each stroke was deeper and harder than the last. Kate cried out with every thrust, longer and louder each time. When she came screaming again, her insides tightening around my dick was the best fucking feeling in the world.
About that time I heard the bastard’s bedroom door open. I knew he was watching, but I didn’t give a shit. I wanted him to see us so he’d lose whatever fucking fantasies he had about ever being with her again.
My fangs were out and ready to go into Kate’s neck that was oh-so-close. Sliding my hands from her hips around to cup her breasts, I raised her up off the bed and pulled her back against my chest.
“Kate?” I asked as I licked down the side of her neck.
“Yes,” she moaned. I felt her sharp intake of breath when I quickly struck her. I sucked while I kept pounding and pouring into her until there was nothing left in me.
Excerpt Two –
White Collared – Shelly Bell ©
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The whirring of her vibrator filled the room, and the excitement of the unknown made her entire body hum.
He trailed the toy down her spine and then spanked her lightly. “Lift up.”
Without thought, she raised her pelvis, keeping her hands resting on the mattress. He slid the toy under her and spread the lips of her pussy so the vibrator bumped directly against her swollen clit. A yelp escaped before she could stop it, and he pinched her sore ass. Hard.
“Feel free to come as many times as you want, so long as you stay quiet.”
His permission brought the simmering arousal to a full boil. Her toes pointed and every muscle in her body tensed as her pussy clenched and released over and over in one of the strongest orgasms of her life. She cried out, the vibrator too much on her sensitive clit.
He pinched her thigh and tsked. “I thought I told you to be quiet. Now I have to keep it there until you learn. But I don’t think I should be punished for your insolence.”
She bit her bottom lip to keep from speaking. The pain of his pinch momentarily eased the uncomfortable throbbing in her clitoris. She didn’t move, but she heard the swish of his clothing falling to the floor and the tearing of what she guessed was a condom wrapper.
He leaned over her back, pushing her pelvis onto the vibrator. The copper taste of her lip’s blood hit her tongue.
Could she die from pleasure? If so, she didn’t stand a chance with Jax.
His cock brushed against her ass before it dipped lower to her soaked pussy. Jax rubbed it up and down her slit. “Your cunt is quite a sight. Those glistening pink folds begging for my cock.” He thrust into her, his length sliding against that electric spot high inside her, awakening the nerves in her soaked channel.
This wasn’t making love. He fucked her and fucked her hard. His fingers dug into her hips as he slammed himself in and out of her with brutal efficacy, using her body to get himself off.
Her second orgasm loomed just out of reach, building like a crescendo. Her abdominal muscles tightened and everything disappeared except the slide of Jax’s cock across her G-spot. Faster and faster.
And for the moment—hers.
The combination of the vaginal stimulation along with the vibration on her clit sent her soaring. Desperate to please him and end the forced orgasms, she clenched her teeth and held her breath as the contractions went on and on and on.
But he didn’t stop. Didn’t slow. Didn’t acknowledge her climax. He continued thrusting into her pussy with deliberation, dragging himself across her nerve-laden tissue.
“No more,” she begged. “You may have missed it, but I stayed quiet through my orgasm, Jax.”
“If you stayed quiet, what’s that noise I hear?”
“That’s not fair,” she whined breathlessly.
“Who’s in control, Katerina?”
“I say it’s perfectly fair. Give me another one. And this time, stay quiet until I permit otherwise.”
Internally, she growled with indignation. But she wouldn’t fail again. If Jax wanted another orgasm from her, she’d give him one. She’d give him twenty if it was his will. Good thing she excelled under pressure.
The friction of the vibrator on her clitoris burned. Her head demanded she shout her safe word to end the pain, but her body refused to surrender to any demand other than Jax’s.
If she were truly in pain, would her arousal drip from her legs? If she couldn’t take any more, would her pussy tremble as another climax began to build?
She had to prove to Jax that she could accept his dark needs. Didn’t he understand her needs were just as dark?
She closed her eyes and ceased her battle for control.
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