She was an athlete in dire need of coaching, he was a coach whose methods weren't exactly approved by the International Federation of Gymnastics, but they worked, and he intended to work with her.
“You ready for something a bit more difficult today?”
Jonathan asked as he strode across the mats for their next session.
The meet yesterday had gone great—except for the uneven
bars, of course. Ugh. She sucked at the bars, and Mr. God’s Gift to Bars, had
promised he would get her through her bar rotation by any means necessary. She
shuddered when she saw the familiar gleam in his eyes. “Do I have any choice in
the matter?”
“Hmmm.” He set his bag down next to her feet and
contemplated her. “Well, of course you have a choice. You can choose to
continue losing points in your worst event because you don’t have the core
strength—”
“Ouch.”
Smiling, he pulled her into a quick hug. “Sometimes the
truth hurts. Now come on. Do you want to get better at the bars or not?”
“Yeah.” But it didn’t mean she had to like it or like his
methods, right?
“You’re not going to appreciate what I have in mind, but I
think it will help.” Yeah, he was a mind
reader.
He pulled out a few small, marble shaped balls, and handed
them to her. About an inch in diameter, they were cool to the touch, metal with
a smooth, silky finish. “You ever use Ben Wa balls before?”
Shaking her head, she handed him back the shiny objects, not
liking where this conversation seemed to be going. “Where exactly would I be using these things?”
He raised an eyebrow and cleared his throat, his gaze
traveling down the front of her leotard.
“Oh hell no!” She turned to stalk away from the crazy man
that wanted to put shiny balls inside her hoo-ha.
“Stop right there.”
She froze. She hated when that happened. His deep voice did
things to her, making all rational thought escape, making her desire to obey
every order he gave—whether she wanted to or not. “I don’t want shiny ball
things inside me.” She pleaded, praying he would change his mind.
“I’m sure you don’t want to hold balls inside your vagina
while you do your bar exercises.”
“What?” Did that terrified squeak come from her?
“The object is to tighten everything down there while you
are doing your kips and rotations. That’s why you keep over- and
under-maneuvering. If you can keep those shiny
things, as you put it, from falling out, you will also feel just how
controlled your body needs to feel while lifting your lower body to the bar.”
He kissed her forehead gently, and she almost sagged against him, loving his
clove and musk smell. “But it’s up to you. Only the toughest athlete, with the
kind of attitude to tell press to fuck off and dye her hair crazy colors to
piss off her parents, would be mentally strong enough to do this kind of
training. It’s not going to be easy, and a quitter would never make it
through.” He shrugged and reached to place the balls back into his bag.
“Just tell me what to do,” she growled so low she surprised
herself.
His toothy grin and evil smirk preceded a low chuckle. Damn
it, he knew how to play her, didn’t he? “Lie on your back on the high mat right
there. I’ll help you this time.”
Blurb:
Nineteen-year-old gymnast Wren
Montgomery was America’s golden girl, but then it all came crashing down. As
far as the media is concerned, it was a devastating ankle injury which began
her downward spiral, but in her heart Wren knows better. The truth is that
things started going wrong the day her beloved coach Jonathan Reilly not only
rejected her romantic advances, but actually spanked her bare bottom as if she
were a silly little girl when she tried to hide her heartbreak behind an angry
outburst.
Now at twenty-two, after one poor
decision after another Wren has become the “bad girl” of the gymnastics world.
Desperate to break out of her slump and with nowhere else to turn, she decides
to accept help from the best coach she ever had… the same man who spurned and
then spanked her years ago.
Jonathan watched Wren’s fall from
grace, and he fell with her. He still blames himself for leaving the team—and
more importantly, leaving her—and now that he has the chance to help his little
rebel get back on track, he isn’t going to let it slip through his fingers.
This time he’ll be there for her no matter what, both when she needs a loving embrace
and when she needs a firm hand applied to her bare bottom. Most important of
all, if she still wants him to be more than just her coach, this time he won’t
let anything keep him from claiming what is his.
Publisher’s Note: Wren’s Redemption is an erotic romance
novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes, elements of BDSM, and more. If
such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.
About the Author:
Katherine
Deane is a multi-published, top
100 romantic and BDSM author and romantic at heart.
She loves
cheese, red wine, chocolate, and snuggling up with her daughters’ kittens while
reading a good book.
When not
reading, or writing, you can find her knitting, sewing, crafting, or doing
pretty much anything to keep her hands busy. She has taken over the dining room
AKA craft room, much to her husband’s dismay. In one of her books, an energetic
“craftaholic” would find herself over her husband’s knee for losing an important
document in a pile of bi-cone crystals and mod podge. Her real life, and the
people in them, give her plenty of ideas to work with.
Katherine
has dubbed herself the queen of cheese. Not only is she a former Midwestern
Cheese Head; she also loves to incorporate it into her books.
In her
opinion, all romance deserves at least one cheesy scene that makes you cry.
You can
catch up with her at:
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Love the premise of this book Katherine, this sounds interesting and hot! Definitely on my list :) Thank you both :)
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