The Coach’s Discipline by Katherine Deane

The Coach's Discipline coverBlurb for The Coach’s Discipline:

Marathon runner Claire Jacobs has always dreamed of making it to the Olympics, but she has a habit of getting in her own way. With the help of Nick Fox, a legendary coach known for his unconventional techniques, she prepares for one last shot at her dream. Traumatic memories of her experience with her last coach still haunt Claire, though, and in spite of his reputation she finds it hard to trust Nick’s authority.

The more time he spends with Claire, the more Nick finds himself enchanted by her drive and deep commitment to her fellow runners. But when her self-destructive behavior crosses the line, Nick realizes he has only one option to help the woman he has come to care about so much—he will need to give her the first spanking of her life and make sure it is one she will not forget.

Despite his firm discipline, Claire quickly comes to crave Nick’s dominance and direction, and soon he has grown to be much more than just her coach. But when jealousy and misunderstandings threaten to tear the team apart, will she run away as she always has in the past, or can she trust in her new found love and race toward her goals with an open heart?

Publisher’s Note: The Coach’s Discipline is an erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes, anal play, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

Excerpt:

“I think you owe me an apology, young lady.”

“No way!” She giggled and shimmied her hips.  “I stand by my assessment, coach.”

“All right, this changes things a bit,” he said, enjoying their little game. “Don’t move.”

Taking a piece of ice from his bucket, he massaged her ear, enjoying her little shudders, as she tried not to move.

He trailed the cube, down the smooth line of her neck, over to her back, and down to her hip.

“Ungh,” she groaned, and tightened her fists onto the table.

“Remember, don’t move.”

“Yes, Coach.” She bit her lip and breathed heavily into her hands.

Taking the ice, he massaged a circle around her pink bottom, pressing lightly into the crease between her cheeks, up the crease, and back down to her inner thighs.

She mewled and tightened her legs and butt, but made no other move as she lay there.

“How’s that feel, Jacobs?” He followed the line up her inner thigh, coming short of her wet pussy, leaving her groaning, and exhaling deep breaths.

“So… cold.” She wrinkled her forehead under her mask, and took more stuttered breaths.  “But it’s also quite, mmm, hot!” she squealed as he placed the ice cube between her legs barely brushing her wet pussy lips.

“Do you want more?” He stroked the ice backward from her wet lips along the line of her bottom cheeks , stopping to press against the puckered hole.

“Oh God!” She shrieked, and almost sprung from the table. But he gave her a swift smack to the warm pink side of her bare ass, and she got the message.

“I said don’t move.” He grabbed another piece of ice and massaged it on the warm hand print he had just left on her bottom.  “This is your punishment for being so rude to me. I ought to take you to the very end, and not…” he stroked the ice between her cheeks as she whimpered, “let you cross the finish line.”

She groaned and sagged against the table. “I’m sorry. You’re the best coach in the entire world. Please forgive me.” Her voice was a mixture of humor and arousal.  “I promise to never make fun of your coach-hood again.” She laughed and shrieked as he plunged the ice deep into her bottom hole.

Buy links:

Amazon US

Amazon UK

Barnes and Noble

Blushing Books

Katherine’s website: http://katherinedeane.wordpress.com

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  • Katherine Deane

    Thanks so much for sharing this excerpt, Liz! It was a fun one 🙂

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