Hi everyone,
Welcome back to Mid Week Tease! This week I’m changing things up. I’m sharing a snippet from the recently re-released Grand Slam, a BDSM erotic sports romance novel I co-authored with Lily Harlem. It’s got a brand new cover – but be aware, if you read this when it was available before, the content hasn’t changed. I hope you enjoy the tease!
I admit I was dragging my feet as I headed to the top floor of the academy for my first official meeting with the new sports psychologist. All that psychology crap was just that… Crap. Yes, I’d been in a car accident and had broken two ribs, but it was no big deal. I was really getting back into the swing of things now. Training with Peter, my coach, and working my way to peak fitness once more. I didn’t see what fractured bones had to do with my thoughts and feelings and all that, but unfortunately it was in my contract that I had to go and see this woman and let her work her mumbo jumbo on me. Ugh.
Exiting the elevator, my trainers—or sneakers, as my new colleagues called them—sunk into the thick carpets and I almost felt as if I were bouncing down the corridor toward the relevant room. The academy had obviously been well prepared for her arrival because there was already a name plaque on the slightly ajar door—Marie Sherratt, Ph.D.
So now I knew her full name, as well as her job title and that she was from England, like me. That was the sum total of my knowledge. Oh, and that she liked to wander into male changing rooms and gawp at players while they were showering.
I admit I was dragging my feet as I headed to the top floor of the academy for my first official meeting with the new sports psychologist. All that psychology crap was just that… Crap. Yes, I’d been in a car accident and had broken two ribs, but it was no big deal. I was really getting back into the swing of things now. Training with Peter, my coach, and working my way to peak fitness once more. I didn’t see what fractured bones had to do with my thoughts and feelings and all that, but unfortunately it was in my contract that I had to go and see this woman and let her work her mumbo jumbo on me. Ugh.Grab your copy of Grand Slam here: https://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/grand-slam/
And add it to your Goodreads shelves here: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/18212109-grand-slam
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California had seduced me with promises of a new life working at Los Carlos Tennis Academy. What I didn’t expect was the dark, brooding number one seed, Travis Connolly, resisting my help. He wasn’t interested in my psychology skills. Instead his attention was drawn to the edgy, sharper corners of my desires, proving that they existed, setting me challenges and driving me crazy to the point of combustion.
Alexei’s cock threatened to tear right through his jeans and punch a hole in Zoe’s breakfast bar. She was just so damn irresistible, and from what he could tell, it was completely unintentional. His comment about taking a good spanking had first of all caused her face to drain of all color, then a few seconds later, redden. It seemed the two of them were firmly on the same page, much to his relief. Despite that, Zoe still had the look of an animal caught in headlights—maybe it was indecision and what-ifs playing on her mind?
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