Thank you all to the authors who have contributed to the Sex Scene Championship 2017. I hope you had fun … I know I did!
Voters, thank you so much for playing with us … I hope you had a wonderful time and found some brilliant new authors to read. Here is the winning scene from the 2017 championship courtesy of the lovely Lane Hart 🙂
Squaring her shoulders, Page seems to collect herself and her confidence when she walks towards me. She surprises the shit out of me when she actually jumps on me, wrapping her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck. My reflexes are quick, so I grab her ass to hold her up at the same time our lips meet, hot and hungry.
Easily carrying her tall, lean weight, I make it inside her apartment and shut the door with my foot before clothes start flying. The fireman’s hat and jacket are first, then Page’s shirt and bra. The rest are all below the belt and will require us separating.
“Bed?” I ask against her lips.
“Anywhere,” she responds, sounding like she’s ready to throw down right where we’re standing.
“But I didn’t even get to use the line I had ready for when you opened the door,” I tell her when I lay her down on a bed I assume is in her room.
“Doesn’t matter,” she says, her hands trying to figure out how to get my fireman pants off.
“So you don’t want to hear about how I’ve got a long ladder to use to save your pussy,” I ask.
“No.” She laughs. “That’s horrible.”
“You’re so hot I need to cool you down with my hose?”
“Stop talking and get naked fireman,” she responds. “I’m in desperate need of your…hose, even if it has been in thousands of fire crotches.”
“Hey!” I scoff, but then her hand finds its way into my pants, fisting my hard shaft. I have those heavy pants off a second later, retrieving the condom in the pocket before tossing them along with her shorts and panties out of our way.
I flip Page over like a pancake to take her from behind. After tearing the condom wrapper with my teeth I start multitasking, rolling the condom down with one hand while the other estimates her readiness. Hot damn, she’s dripping wet, and she immediately starts squeezing the fuck out of my fingers. I barely touched her, and she came for me.
“Damn, princess. You miss me getting you off the last few weeks?” I ask, pulling her hips back and lining my cock up to slide inside her.
“Yes,” she moans.
“Then why didn’t you just ask for it?” I’m sheathed all the way inside her wet heat after one deep shove.
“Oh God, Jax!”
“Is this what you needed?” I ask, my hips pumping like they can’t go fast or hard enough.
“Then we’re lifting…the goddamn… no fucking…sanction,” I tell her, leaning down to bite her shoulder.
“Please,” she almost sobs that one word.
“Please, what?” I ask through clenched teeth. Sweat is already running down my face while I try to last. “You want me to fuck you…until your body shakes underneath mine?”
“Yes, God yes!”
“You going to let me fuck you all night?” I ask, my hands tightening on her hips to pound into her harder with each word. “Every. God. Damn. Night?”
I press my chest flush against her back to reach around underneath her. My fingertips circle her trigger point and with one last deep shove her sexy body tenses and shakes, her moans music to my ears.
“Ahhh,” I groan with the explosion of my own release. After she milks every last drop from me, I pull out and flop over onto the mattress beside her. Page continues to lay limply on her stomach, face buried in the pillow. “You still alive, princess?” I ask with a poke to her ribs.
“Mmm,” comes out softly when she squirms. Finally, she turns her head to the side to face me, hair in her eyes, a fuck-drunk smile stretched across her face.