“I’m surprised it’s taking you so long to get inspired. You’ve been staring at that picture for ages. Need some help?”

“For your information I happen to really like it, which is why I’m looking at it. And I already wrote about you for this challenge. Two stories, to be exact.”

“So you did. But I’m sure no one will complain if you write a third one. Haven’t you noticed I have quite a following?”

“You obviously have! Haven’t you had enough action for one challenge?”

“You know me darlin’, never say no to a willing woman… And I like that title: ‘Racing on the thunder and rising with the heat’. Most inspiring I would have thought!”

“How about you write it then – they always said you were rather clever with the pen…”

“What, I didn’t convince you that other time with my sex scene? Alright then – if that’s what you want, you shall have it! Hmm, let me see… You need all the stuff there at the top first don’t you? How’s this:

Title: Racing On The Thunder And Rising With The Heat
Author: Joe Byrne
Disclaimer: None needed because this is about me and I can say what I like!
Category: Movie Based – Ned Kelly (but let me just remind you it wasn’t all about him!)
Rating: Adult, definitely.
Summary: A day in the life of Joe Byrne?
Author's Note: Written at the behest of Gem. Thank you for all the brilliant PR, lass.

“Totally my pleasure, you know that. Go on.”

“Okay. Picture the scene: Inside a little hut, it’s dark outside. I’m sitting at a table, having just finished eating a meal that she’s cooked for me. It doesn’t really matter what her name is or even what she looks like. What matters is that she’s there and I’m with her. You understand?”

“Yes. Go on, Joe.”

“I find myself thinking of the Eureka Stockade lately. That rebel oath: “We swear by the Southern Cross to stand truly by each other and fight to defend our rights and liberties.” It’s coming down to that now, isn’t it? The coppers throwing all those people in gaol just because they can’t get to us. Well, they have another think coming if they believe they can get away with it! The day will come when the poor people of Victoria will stand side by side against the tyranny of the squatters and their henchmen, also known as the Victoria Police!”

“You practisin’ for a speech there Joe?” She sat down across the table.

“Sorry lass, I think I’ve been spendin’ too much time with Ned. I came to see you and not to hold a public meeting. Thank you for the meal, it was delicious.”

I pushed the plate away and reached for her hand, lacing my fingers with hers. “How’ve you been? I’m sorry it’s been so long, I…”

“It’s all right, Joe. I understand. I’d like to see yer more often but I do understand why you can’t be here.”

“Come here,” I pulled her onto my lap.”Let me bring a smile onto those lovely lips.” I held her face in my hands and brushed my thumbs across her cheeks and the sides of her mouth curled upward. “That’s better. How about a kiss then?” Without waiting for her response, I kissed her. She held onto my shoulders and kissed me back with such intensity that I felt light-headed as the blood rushed into my c@ck. I knew she could feel it too as she giggled and deliberately shifted her position so that she was rubbing against it.

“Much too hot in here, don’t you think Joe?” Her fingers were already busy unbuttoning my shirt.

“Mmm, maybe we should move this over onto the bed, be more comfortable there…”

Without letting go of each other we moved the short distance across the floor to the bed, pulling our own and each other’s clothes off as we went. I sat down on the edge of the bed and she stood in front of me, naked and unashamed. For a moment I thought I saw tears in her eyes but it must have been a reflection of the candlelight because the next moment she was smiling brightly as she lowered herself onto my lap. She was warm and welcoming and I surrendered to the moment, closing my eyes and allowing our bodies to adjust. Her back and thighs were smooth under my hands, and she moaned when I took her nipple into my mouth and sucked. Her hands were in my hair and when she started moving, I let her control the pace. I opened my eyes to look at her, her head was thrown back, her hair a wild mess around her face and she was just beautiful. I reveled in the feel of her in my arms, she started circling her hips and I knew she was almost there and I stopped holding myself back. The pleasure was intensifying until it was almost unbearable and then she cried out and I was pulsing into her, again and again.

“Well?”

“What? Oh – you’re finished? Sorry Joe… Just give me a moment…”

“That was exactly the effect I was going for. Mission accomplished then!”

“The question is, am I going to be crazy enough to actually post this…”