Okay, folks. Here’s our second scene. Just a note on this one–technically it’s not a sex scene, it’s a kissing scene, but as the writer of this piece has indicated it’s a YA project, and as kissing still counts as sexual interaction, we’re going to go for it.
Again, remember that an actual person submitted this piece, okay?
All names have been changed.
Her heart started to beat faster as he brushed his lips against her neck then her lips. Slowly he pressed his lips against hers gently kissing her. When she responded with a slight “mmm” he parted her lips, brushing his tongue against her teeth until they also opened. Pulling her body tighter against his, he explored her mouth. Calloused hands pushed under her T-shirt trailing up her spine, feeling as though little arcs of electricity emitted from his fingertips. Angling his body against hers he pushed himself against her. Jill pulled tightly at his shoulders as she felt the length of him hard against her stomach. She wanted him, so bad it she felt as if she was on fire. From the tips of her toes all the way to her mouth her body felt as if it would consume itself.
Jack knew this was dangerous but in the moment he didn’t care, whatever the consequences they would be dealt with in time. This girl was so fragile she needed him and his protection. At least that what he would tell himself. Slipping his hand inside the cup of her bra, he lifted it up to expose hard nipples. Rubbing his thumb over them made Jill feel like she was going to fall, legs becoming jelly.
When Jack started to pull Jill’s shirt up over her shoulders, an explosive bang came from the entryway.
Jack jumped from Jill with so much speed she lost her balance falling backwards on to the hardwood floor.
She turned to see Bob in the hallway with a mix of anger and fear on his face. Slowly shaking his head as if he was afraid for own safety he whispered” no hot water”.
He took a step forward and breathed into the air “master you must not.”
Turning from Bob to Jack she saw utter confusion on his face, his eyes were dilated to reveal huge black pupils.
“I am so sorry, please excuse me,” he said not looking at her as he disappeared down the hallway, Bob close behind. The bathroom door slammed with such force Jill was sure he would tear it from his hinges. She sat on the floor replaying what just happened when she heard someone approaching. Awkwardly she straightened her clothes as she stood up, turning to see Bob standing in the entryway.
“Come I will take you to the guest room” he said with absolutely no emotion his voice or friendly demeanor. He walked stiffly down the hall sneaking a peak at the bathroom as if it would explode any moment. She couldn’t figure out why he was angry so she quietly followed behind him. As a means of reassuring herself she rubbed the garnet ring on her left finger. It made her relax, the ring lulling her into a false sense of security.
Bob scowled at her as he looked down towards the ring. “Don’t,” he pleaded. She hid her hands behind her back as she entered the guest room. Rich woods and bright colors filled the room. Jill wondered if she was still in the same home as it felt like she suddenly she had been transported to a completely different location. The closing of the door jarred her back to reality, what the hell had just happened?