The winner was Rowan Somerville, for his novel The Shape of Her.
Now, I've not read Somerville's work. It might be an excellent novel. And excerpting a passage from any book can be an act of unkindness.
But I cannot go past this passage:
He caught her rhythm, pulling and releasing, cradling and crushing; pushing up through his fingers with each swing, mining up, like an otter through wet sand.The mind that gave us this metaphor, and others in Somerville's book ("Like a lepidopterist mounting a tough-skinned insect with a too blunt pin he screwed himself into her") is one worth meeting. I'll buy The Shape of Her soon, and mine up through its pages.