11 Aug '15

#SSceneC2015 : Jenna Bayley-Burke @jennabb vs Brenda Huber @b_hubie #NSFW

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cooltext129748819578231Jenna Bayley-Burke –  Compromising Positions

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As Sophie licked her lips, he noticed the lipstick had worn away, leaving just the pink shade he was used to. Almost exactly the color of her nipples. Ah, hell.

David pushed her backward lifting her off her feet and carrying her around a corner until he had her up against the wall of the hallway. Not nearly private enough, but it would do. He lifted her up, pressing her body against the wall with his. Plundering her mouth like he’d wanted to do all night. Even before the dress.

She parted her lips to receive him, wrapping an arm around his neck to help keep herself up. As their tongues danced together, his knee slid between her legs until it found the wall. She slid down slightly, never breaking the kiss while the fingers of her free hand busied themselves.

The kiss was too potent, more than he anticipated and he tried to pull away. To breathe. To remember where they were. His eyes opened wider as he felt her hand circle his erection and squeeze. “How did you…” Looking down between them he couldn’t even tell she had a hold of him. She’d somehow managed to get one arm out of her coat and was using it as a drape to hide her intentions. He shook his head. “Not here.”

“Here, now, fast before someone finds us.” Her breath was hot on his neck and her tongue began an assault on his ear that made his entire spine quiver.

“This is crazy.” And it got crazier. He moved a hand inside her coat, finding the slit in her dress like it was a homing beacon. He breathed a sigh of relief as he encountered panties. This wouldn’t be so easy after all. Her hips shifted and his fingers slid along the moist satin.

“You started it. Finish it.”

Her hips rolled again, making him realize he could just pull the scrap aside. His finger glided across her clit as he threaded it inside of her. She squeezed him harder and rolled her hips again. She raised one leg, careful to keep it inside his coat. Her voice rasped against his ear.

“Make love to me. Show me I’m yours, like you did every time you found another man looking at me.”

Her hand guided him forward, and he let her. Pressing into her mercilessly. Skewering her to the wall as he plunged in to the hilt. He could tell that he’d taken her breath, but he couldn’t stop. Had to hurry. They’d surely be found here. Caught. Exposed. And even then, he might not be able to stop.

He was completely wrapped up in her, and yet he still pushed further, wanting his entire body to be consumed by hers.

“I can’t wait…for you.” She huffed against his ear seconds before he felt her orgasm clench him, tossing him over the edge as her body pulled him impossibly deeper. He braced himself against the wall and she wrapped her other arm around his neck.

“Careful. Think about what is holding me up.”

He had to smile as reason washed back over him. This was crazy.

“Don’t move.” She whispered, her body stiffening.

They were still joined, being caught now would be worse than being caught during. He listened to her breathe for far too long, until it became even and steady. She reached between them, tucking him away with a sigh and straightening her skirt as she slid down to her feet.

“Okay, now give me a minute.”

He spun and looked down the hall in both directions. Empty. “Did you see someone?”

She pulled him closer by the lapels of his jacket. “Relax, you’re safe. I kept my eyes open the whole time. I don’t know how you do it.” She shook her head and leaned back against the wall.

He wrapped his arms around her but then pulled away. He didn’t want to risk it a second time. “We should go.”

“I know, but just a second okay? I didn’t think this through. I’ve never had to walk after.”

He ran his hand through his hair. “I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

She caught his hand. “You didn’t. It’s just big man, small girl—takes a second to recover.”

His ego couldn’t help but jump one cloud up. “Really?”

She smiled, leaning against him. “As if you didn’t know. But fishing for compliments will get us arrested before we ever make it home.”

cooltext129750505189949Brenda Huber – Temptation  

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She was too satiated to argue, too limp to move. Here and now she fully understood the phrase, putty in his hands.

Gideon captured her lips, dragging her back from the edge of languid satiation, plunging her into needy awareness. Competent hands lifted her higher against the wall, till her feet left the floor. He used his body to hold her in place while his hands skimmed down her sides. He gripped her knees, pushing them up, guiding them high around his waist. Maggie locked her ankles over his taut buttocks. His motions were rough once more. Her drenched cleft skated along the rigid length of his erection and he snarled, his fingers digging in, bruising her.

“Have to get inside you,” he growled.

She whimpered. Her arms felt like rubber, but she twined them around his neck, winding her fingers in the warm silk of his hair as he kissed her senseless once more. She could feel the thick head of his shaft pushing at her entrance, stretching her though she was more than ready. She could feel every beat of his heart pulsing in his member, connecting them somehow on an elemental level. A new, corresponding ache formed in her womb, deeper, more painful and more demanding than before, and instinct told her the only way to ease that ache was to get him inside her, all the way inside, as fast as possible.

She squeezed her thighs tighter around him and rocked her hips in frenzied demand.

She tugged his hair sharply when he didn’t immediately shove hard inside her. Maggie sank her teeth into his lower lip. She didn’t recognize this wanton, demanding female she’d become, had never had her body slip beyond her control like this before. Had never had such a physically carnal encounter in her life. It was as if she’d been awakened. Gideon had brought this out of her. Only Gideon. And only Gideon could satisfy her now.

A dark, guttural curse burst from him. He pried her fingers from his hair, manacled her wrist, slammed it against the wall above her head and held it there. He jerked his head back, his golden eyes sizzling with hunger as he stared her down. Slowly, so she’d be sure to see it, she knew, he licked the thin ribbon of red at the edge of his lower lip where she’d drawn blood. She was shocked by her own behavior…and more turned on than she’d ever been in her life.

Reaching beneath her, he gripped her bottom, angling her, holding her in place as he fastened his mouth over hers again. Gideon slammed inside her, to the hilt, capturing her scream, swallowing it. And then he started to move. Long, deep thrusts that bound them together, body and soul. He tore his mouth away and pressed his cheek to hers. His hot breath was ragged in her ear.

“You’re mine now, Maggie,” he growled, his voice raspy and thick. “I claim you as mymate, and I’ll never release you from my keeping.”

She couldn’t reply, caught up as she was in the sensations of his body laying siege to hers. But a sense of rightness, a sense of finality slammed through her. Gideon buried his face in the side of her neck. One hand was clamped on her bottom, firm and unyielding, possessive, gripping painfully tight, the other still held her wrist. The muscles of his arms and back were taut beneath the exploring fingers of her free hand. Fine beads of perspiration glistened on his skin. Her own flesh felt damp with it. Her legs were still wrapped tight around his lean waist, her ankles still locked over his taut buttocks. His back flexed and bunched as his lean hips pumped in an ever increasing, primal rhythm until flesh slapped flesh.  As he pushed them mercilessly toward that glimmering peak, a fleeting thought shot unerringly through her mind.

Some things are supposed to happen, just the way they happened.

Gideon released her wrist, released her bottom, and wrapped both arms around her waist, squeezing her tight enough that she had trouble breathing. His thrusts increased, frantic, pounding, pleasure almost to the point of pain. Her own orgasm had begun to coil tight, waiting for that final second to spring free.

And then Gideon issued a feral snarl against her flesh, driving himself impossibly deep. His teeth clamped onto her shoulder, setting off a chain reaction. All around her, his body went hard as tempered steel. Her own body quaked and shuddered, exploding in a kaleidoscope of colors and sensations. Her orgasm slammed into her the moment she felt him jerk and pulse deep inside her as a deluge of hot seed gushed from him. She screamed his name, gasped for air and screamed again.

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