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.
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 second round, we have Holley Trent Vs Kelly Jamieson
Excerpt One –
O for Two – Holley Trent ©
Clint let Olivia drop slowly onto his cock, and it stretched her wide. He kept up his unforgiving grip on her while Ken pushing up into her, inch by excruciating inch. She felt ragged breaths on her shoulders as he settled in.
It felt like Heaven and Hell all at once, and they hadn’t even started moving yet.
Ken shifted behind her, and she made an involuntary gasp, because it increased her awareness of how narrow that membrane between them was. She could feel them both at once, yet when they were very still, they felt like one big, huge cock.
“Am I… Am I hurting you?” Ken whispered.
She clamped her bottom lip between her teeth and shook her head as Clint finally let her down. Once chest-to-chest, he raked his fingers through her hair as she slowly pulled her knees up at either side of his belly.
Ken planted his knees at the outside of Clint’s legs and leaned over the two of them to suspend himself in what had to be a very uncomfortable plank position.
“This is your rodeo, O,” Clint said. “You move as much or as little as you’d like. As long as I don’t move, we don’t have to worry about breaking rhythm.”
She gulped and tried to test her muscles. She wasn’t sure if she could isolate front from back with both of them being in her.
Clint gasped again when she managed to squeeze him.
“Just checking” she said and laid her cheek against his chest. Then she closed her eyes and started a slow, grinding swivel between them.
A moment later, Ken began making small thrusts, only an inch or two in and out of her as she concentrated on riding Clint.
She’d been right that in that the orgasm Clint gave her with his mouth had numbed her down below, but with both of them being inside her at once, it was hard not to feel, and maybe that helped. Maybe it would have been more painful if it weren’t for that first hard come. Now, everything was waking back up. Her clit rubbed against Clint’s coarse pubes, and it thrummed. Blood surged from her chest and lower, to fill her womb with heat.
The gliding became easier. Unbelievably, she was wet, and not from lube. Soon, she was greedily riding Clint’s cock. She pulled him in deep and groaned with each tap of his head against her G-spot.
Ken being in her ass made Clint’s pressure that much more intense.
If there were a nerve to be aroused in her body, they’d found it.
“Fuck.” She clawed at the sheets.
She wanted more. She wanted everything. With shaking arms, she pushed herself upright to change the angle of their penetration and sat back on Ken’s cock. He leaned back onto his heels and grabbed her beneath her thighs as she slid slowly up and down them both.
Clint pressed his hands up her chest and pinched her nipples hard enough to make her scream, and she grabbed his wrists.
He kept tweaking and plucking. It wasn’t altogether a bad sensation, but it was all getting to be too much. Too much pleasure, too much pain. The sounds of their labored breathing. Their masculine scents.
Her head swam, and her teeth clattered.
Still, she rode them and didn’t want to get off, because surely this was the route to ecstasy. If her heart were going to stop, at least it would be between these two beautiful men who’d wanted her above all others.
They made her feel beautiful, and more importantly, included for a time.
At some point, thoughts and sensations all began to blur. She was aching need, desperate for release. She was electricity bound in skin. She had no words.
There was tickling at either side of her throat as she rode faster, squeezed around them harder.
Then, there was pressure, off and on. It stole her air.
Higher and higher she floated as the band around her neck went tighter.
Her body was a tingling, quivering mass, fueled by pleasure and delirium.
So good. So, so good.
“Olivia,” groaned a deep voice behind her, but she didn’t respond. “Fuck, honey, I’m going to come.”
Whatever that meant, she didn’t care.
There were strong arms around her waist, and her body shook hard. Her chest rumbled with her cry of pleasure, and her cheeks were wet with tears.
Excerpt Two –
Reward of Three – Kelly Jamieson ©
Chris stroked over Dag’s abs, down to his hard cock through his jeans. Dag bent and took one of Chris’s nipples in his mouth and sucked, making Chris groan.
As Chris dragged Dag’s pants off, along with his boxers, Dag’s cock sprang up, stiff and flushed. Enormous. “Yeah,” Chris murmured, eyeing it hungrily. He got rid of the last item of clothing and positioned himself between Dag’s legs.
“Suck me,” Dag murmured.
“I thought you wanted to fuck me.”
“I do. I will. First, want your mouth on me.”
Chris smiled too as he lowered his mouth to Dag’s cock.
Kassidy’s pussy heated to melting temperature, her core tightening at the sight of her men loving on each other. She would never get tired of this. Watching them pleasure each other with masculine hunger and delight. It made her so hot, and it melted her heart.
Chris lazily sucked and licked, pushing Dag’s cock up so he could draw his balls into his mouth. Dag pulled his knees up to give Chris better access, guttural noises of pleasure emerging from his throat. “Yeah,” Dag murmured. “Wanna fuck your ass. Now.”
They moved apart, both of them breathing heavily, eyes dark and lips parted.
“Get on top of her, Chris.”
Chris laid a hand on Kassidy’s back. “Like this, sweetheart? Or on your back?”
“On my back. I want to see both of you.” She scrambled to roll over, eager to have them both.
She loved it when it felt like they were both fucking her, one of them inside her, the other inside the other man. It was so good for all of them, and she loved being face to face with both of them at the same time.
She adjusted a pillow behind her head as Chris rolled too and moved over her. He parted her thighs and she lifted her knees to accommodate him between them. She watched the head of his cock as he slicked it up and down through her slit.
“Soft and wet,” Chris murmured, also watching. “So wet. Want me to use a condom, sweetheart?”
Oh. Her breath hitched a little. “Yes,” she whispered. “For now.” Things were better, but she wasn’t quite ready to try again.
Dag handed him a condom and she watched the look they shared, so loving and understanding. Then Chris pushed inside her, inch by aching inch, until he was fully seated in her pussy. He paused, Kassidy’s body throbbing around him. She heard Dag opening and closing the bottle of lube. Then he moved behind Chris, who was on wide-spread knees. Dag’s hand came around to Chris’s abdomen, then slid up to his chest, holding his body close as he pushed inside.
Her gaze moved between their faces, absorbing the look of ecstasy on both, the way Chris’s mouth opened and his eyes closed, the way Dag’s eyes went heavy-lidded and his jaw tightened. She watched Dag’s arm banded around Chris’s chest, watched one of Chris’s hands come up to grip Dag’s wrist, his other on her waist.
Chris’s cock pulsed inside her in response, thickening even more as Dag slowly eased into his ass. Dag’s hand slid up to Chris’s jaw, pulling his head around so they could kiss, long and wet, their tongues stroking each other.
Kassidy’s nipples tingled and her pussy spasmed around the thick flesh inside her. Beautiful. So much beauty. Beauty inside, beauty outside.
Then Dag released Chris and set a hand in the middle of his back, urging him forward. Chris came down over her, weight on his elbows, one arm around the top of her head, the other on her jaw, and he kissed her too.
They began to move together, slowly, Chris sliding in and out of her, Dag picking up the cadence, one hand on Chris’s back, the other gripping his hip.
Together. Forever. Three.
This is an EVENT giveaway and prizes will be drawn at the end of the event after all the entrants have been collated into one raffle.
Mmm!! Menages! 😉