Sex Scene Championship Round 8 :Ayla Ruse vs Ambrielle Kirk

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So for our second round, we have the fabulous ladies Ayla Ruse vs Ambrielle Kirk

Execerpt One –

Fever Hitch -Ayla Ruse ©

 

Oh, yes. Her desire for him practically screamed out loud and all the sounds, all the sights, all the… life around him faded away until only the three of them remained. Slate’s focus on the little female was absolute, and he was ready to begin his turn with her.

“Hold on,” he warned, seconds before he reached between her legs, grabbed the flimsy lace and ripped it wide open.

“Now I can see you,” he explained. Ry peeked over her shoulder and groaned at the sight.

Slate reached around her leg, grabbed one of their spicy drinks and poured the strong liquid right over her pussy. She gasped and jerked at the contact.

“Ahhh!”

“I like a sweet, clean pussy, little F’ldae,” Slate told her, even though that wasn’t necessarily true. When he and Ry got a female hot and bothered — shit, it’d been what? Almost three years since they shared a female — it didn’t matter how down and dirty they got. But the female in front of him shook with lust, and Slate wanted her nerves strung even higher.

“Spread your lips for me,” Slate demanded. She lifted a trembling hand and pulled open one of her swollen lips.

“Both of them.”

She leaned against Ry and did as Slate wanted. His gaze remained glued to her hands and what a delicious sight she presented. His cock throbbed and his mouth watered. The strobe lights from the dance floor periodically flashed across their table, and even though her left leg cut off most of the lighting spilling over them, stronger colors like blue and red and orange splashed up from the polished table to dance across her wet heat.

Her natural lavender coloring edged the smooth, bare skin of her outer pussy, leaving the darker brown lips in highlight. With her spread like she was, the varying natural colors of heated pink called to his senses.

“Close your eyes,” Slate commanded. The female rested her head against Ry’s shoulder, and she closed her eyes with a small shudder.

“Please don’t make me wait,” she murmured. “I need to come again so badly.”

“You will. I promise,” Slate said, then came out of the shadows and lowered his dark head between her thighs.

He inhaled, holding her scent in his lungs, memorizing the delicious promise of her. Every female had her own scent and he loved all of them. It’d been too long, though, since he’d enjoyed one — especially with Ryker.

He watched her pussy, how her hitched breathing made her quiver. How her tight cunt still spasmed from the releases with Ry, how the little nub at the top of the cleft drew him in.

Her fingers slipped, holding her lips open for his perusal. Her wetness combined with the drink he’d splashed on her made for a slippery purchase, but he liked how hard she tried to do his simple command.

He spoke, right against her pussy.

“Felicia. When I touch you, you’re going to move your hands to behind your knees and hold your legs open wide for me.”

He didn’t wait for a response, confident she’d do as he wanted. He’d sensed that from the first moment he saw her on the walkway. She’d looked at him across that distance and he knew she would do anything he asked.

She squirmed and he popped her inner thigh, making her cry out.

“Be still.”

She whimpered but did as he said.

Touching his long tongue to her slit, Slate lapped hard through her lips, smiling when she trembled. She didn’t move, as he’d requested, but her hands were still in his way so he nipped her knuckles, reminding her what to do. Her pussy lips closed for a moment, then wetly pulled apart as she spread her knees completely wide.

“Umm,” he groaned, setting his mouth back to her heat, back to lapping at her, enjoying the combined taste of her, his drink, and a tinge of what was left of Ry’s cum.

Little sweet sounds escaped her lips and he wanted more from her, knowing somehow she could give it to him. To both him and Ryker.

 

 

“Are you trying to seduce me, Keira?”

“Yes.” She flipped the metal link open and handcuffed his wrist to the back of the chair. “But this time I’ll do the teasing.”

His eyes widened in surprise, and he shook the cuffs. He grinned. “You’re kidding, right?”

Keira bit her bottom lip and shook her head. “Uh-huh.” She pulled down the straps of her dress and let the garment fall to the floor.

“Shit.” His gaze swept over her body and his eyes swirled with lust.

Seeing that his erection strained against the fly of his pants, she slid them down along with his briefs. There was some opposition from him as he looked on in shock, but before long he lifted his legs out of the garments and she tossed them aside. When she knelt on the floor between his legs and brought her fingers to wrap around him, he bucked in the chair.

“Keira?”

“I want to please you with my mouth the same way you did me.” She squeezed his wide shaft, and he twitched against her palm.

Aiden lifted his free hand to caress the side of her face. “You don’t have to do that.”

“I want to. Relax and let me learn how to please you.”

“I…gods—”

Keira swiped her tongue against the head of his dick. The first taste of him was an addicting concoction of sweet, salty, and spicy. She applied more pressure to the cotton soft tip and pushed her mouth down over him. He seemed to grow larger.

“Did you learn this from your romance books?”

She’d longed for years to do this to a man. Reading about the act in her novels only fueled her curiosity. When she nodded, he groaned, so she slid down further. His shaft was smooth and hard against her tongue. She suctioned him until he was deep within her mouth and imagined him pumping inside of her sex, pleasing her for hours like he’d done the night before. She released him and slid her tongue up from the base to the tip again and again. The power she had over him excited her. She licked up the pre-cum drops and glanced up at him, hoping he was pleased with her.

His forehead was creased in concentration and he examined her from beneath his lashes. “You’re going to make me come.” He clenched his teeth, trying to keep his orgasm at bay.

That’s the point, she wanted to say, but she had a mouthful.

She sheathed him again, completely covering him with her mouth, and then alternated between pumping him between her fist and sucking him. He thrust his hips upward and grabbed the end of the chair tightly with his free hand.

“I can’t hold on.”

Keira gripped the base of his shaft as she teased the crown. She pumped faster and applied more pressure. He grabbed the back of her head, pressing his fingers into her scalp. Moving in unison with her, he moaned loudly and stiffened.

She felt his sac tighten against her fist. His hips jerked forward, and hot semen shot out at the same time his dick hit the back of her throat. He cried out hoarsely and pumped into her mouth, emptying himself inside her. She swallowed every last drop, sucking him until there was nothing left. When he was done, he pulled himself out, threw his head back, and took deep breaths.

“I’m going to love making you do that,” she said.

“Fuck. Oh, fuck,” he panted as she continued to lick him. Aiden jerked at the handcuffs. “Undo the lock.”

His dick pulsed as she pressed kisses to the underside of him. He was still semi-erect when she took him in her mouth again.

“Keira.” He bit his lip in earnest concentration, but his cock began to rise again.

She grinned and sliced her tongue through his warm slit. His thighs trembled.

“I think I like it much better when I can have my way with you. Maybe the next time I ask for it, you’ll oblige immediately.” She wrapped her fingers around him. “I don’t know. Maybe I should fuck you now. Climb on top and ride you.”

“You are fucking hot.” He growled. “But I am warning you. Get the key and unlock…these…cuffs.”

“Or what, Aiden?” She laughed. “Are you going to arrest me?”

He shook the cuffs again, gasping sharply with each stroke of her tongue.

Keira slid her free hand down to caress her sex, moaning when she discovered how hot and ready she was. “I’m so wet. And I want to come. I bet you would love it right now if I fucked you.” She licked up and down his shaft. “But you taste so good. I could do this all night. Suck you while I masturbate.”

“You’re trying to kill me.”

She held the keys up and dangled them in front of his face. “Do you want to fuck me, Aiden?”

“Yes.” He growled.

“Say please.”

“Plea—” The word caught in his throat.

“What’s that, Aiden? I didn’t hear you.” She teased his sac and it hardened. Excess cum rolled down his shaft to the base of his dick. She licked it up. “Mmm…”

There was a loud snap. Strong hands gripped her waist and lifted her up off the floor. It happened so quickly she didn’t have time to blink. One second she was on her knees between his legs, and the next she was being rushed across the room. While he carried her, she looked back at the chair to discover it had been split in half where she’d cuffed him. The metal link was still hooked on his wrist. He tossed her onto the bed.

“Aiden.” She panted. She was so aroused, her heart beat out of control and blood thundered through her veins.

He pulled her up on her hands and knees, ripped her panties from her, and began to devour her pussy from behind. His tongue plundered her, and she came on contact. Her entire body shuddered from the swiftness of it. She cried out as residual sparks of pleasure rushed rampantly along her spine. Her knees felt like putty under her, and her fingers gripped the bed in avid need.