• Revealed: The Hottest Sex Scene by K D Grace

    When Lovehoney asked me to share the hottest, most popular scene I’ve written, I was torn between sharing what I thought was my hottest sex scene (though I have several favourites) and the sex scene that I’ve had the most comments on from my readers, the one I’ve had the most requests to read whenever I do a public reading. That scene was a no-brainer. The scene that has caused the most chatter, and had the most requests is from my first novel, The Initiation of Ms Holly. It involves sex on a Harley Hog while roaring down the A3. I think apart from the fact that the bike’s owner, Morgan, is hot, exotic and nasty, the appeal of the Harley scene is that it is so outrageously dangerous and so public. And I have to be honest, having a giant vibrator between one's legs, well that idea did go far for me when I was writing the scene. The term crotch rocket is often used for small fast bikes. I hope, in this scene, I’ve taken the idea of a crotch rocket to a whole new level.

    I think what happens in this scene could be referred to as hogging, rather than dogging. I have to admit it was one of the most fun scenes in the book to write. Whenever someone approaches me who has read Holly, if they have a favourite scene, I know it will be one of two scenes, but this one is by far the one most talked about. So here is a cut-down version of Sex on a Harley from The Initiation of Ms Holly. Don’t worry, I didn’t cut any of the nasty bits...

    Guest post by K D Grace



    Sex on a Harley from The Initiation of Ms Holly

    Morgan was controlling the Harley with one hand. The other arm was wrapped low around Rita’s waist. There was an electronic crackle next to her ear, and his voice filled her helmet. They had contact. ‘Just relax, sweetness. This is gonna be so good.’

    His hand slid down until it rested against her pubic bone where it began to fumble until she felt a tug and a zip, and suddenly cool air bathed a horizontal swath of flesh exposed to the night. ‘I love zippers. Don’t you?’ He said.

    She felt the pressure of the cat suit lessen against her crotch, as though she had just split her trousers.

    ‘Mmm, there. Oh that’s nice.’ His voice was inside her helmet again just before his fingers slid down between her folds and pressed up into her in such a way that the vibration of the big bike beneath them seemed amplified as though it were a giant vibrator. She was suddenly in danger of forgetting that she was in danger of losing life and limb, as he slipped his middle finger deep into her cunt while his thumb raked her pebble-hard clit.

    He swerved to pass a lorry. ‘We’re gonna die!’ She yelped. Then she bore down against his hand and the vibration of the Hog, hoping he could keep from crashing until after she came.

    ‘Lift your bottom,’ his velvety voice filled her helmet again. ‘Don’t worry. I’ll keep you safe.’ She grabbed on to the petrol tank until she was sure her fingernails would dig holes in the paint. Then she squealed as another zipping loosened the hug of the cat suit further until she was certain the whole crotch of the garment had been zipped away. As if to confirm her suspicions, Morgan’s large hand stroked her from behind, spreading her lips.

    ‘Sweet Jesus, you’re slippery, kitten. I believe you really like riding a Hog.’ She felt him inch forward on the seat.

    He wouldn’t… Surely he couldn’t… ‘Oh my God,’ she gasped. What was crowding against her bottom and nestling up to her pout was too thick and too stiff to be his finger.

    ‘That’s my girl,’ came the voice in her helmet. ‘Lift your bottom for me. Just a tiny bit more. Almost there. I’ve got you. I won’t let you fall.’ He tightened his arm around her and maneuvered his hips. ‘That’s it, oh yes that’s the place I want to be. Jesus, Rita Holly that’s some hot pussy you got there.’ A hard thrust nearly sent her over the handle bars but for the strong arm wrapped around her. And he was in. Her pussy felt like it would split in two from the sudden, unexpected fullness.

    ‘That’s my girl. Now lean forward. All the way forward. Let the Hog do the work. She felt him change down, and the beast rumbled beneath them. And each undulation of his hips drove her distended clit against the vibrating leather of the seat. My God, she thought, it was a brilliant way to die.


    About K D Grace

    K D Grace was born with a writing obsession. It got worse once she actually learned HOW to write. There's no treatment for it. It's progressive and chronic and quite often interferes with normal, everyday functioning. She might actually be concerned if it wasn't so damned much fun most of the time.

    K D's critically acclaimed erotic romance novels, The Initiation of Ms Holly, The Pet Shop and Lakeland Heatwave Book 1: Body Temperature and Rising are published by Xcite Books and are available on Lovehoney.

    Her erotica has been published with Xcite Books, Mammoth, Cleis Press, Harper Collins Mischief Books, Black Lace, Erotic Review, Ravenous Romance, Sweetmeats Press and Scarlet Magazine.

    Visit K D Grace's website, or follow K D Grace on Twitter.

    Comments (1)

    • K D Grace: March 22, 2012 21:55
      Thanks Lovelies for inviting me to share all manner of naughiness on your site! It's been a pleasure to be here!

      KDx

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