Thursday, November 17, 2011

Going for Gold By KELLIE KAMRYN

GOING FOR THE GOLD  Inspiration for the Piece

I wrote this piece in a couple of weeks after a summer of the muse taking a vacation. A dear friend suggested I write a sexy piece involving my gymnastics background, and give it a Christmas twist to submit to a publisher for an anthology. When I was finished with it, it was sexy alright! Too sexy for the publisher I’d originally planned on submitting it to. *chuckle* So, I asked around and found Romance Divine, hit send on the submission, and nervously tapped my toes waiting for a reply. It was accepted and within a short amount of time (because we had to get it out as part of the Christmas collection), we had it edited and a cover for it. I’m pleased to introduce the world to the world of artistic gymnastics through Grant and Teena’s sexy story. I’m sure they’ll wow you as you read “Going for Gold”.

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It was an office Christmas party filled with sexual tension. Gymnastics coach Grant Howard couldn’t keep his eyes off the newly-hired cheerleader coach. And sultry Teena Adams felt the same way about him. The “rah-rah-rahs” she felt were cheers of unbridled lust. From punch and cookies to sexual escapades on gym apparatus, you’ll never look at Christmas parties or a trampoline the same way again. It’s winner-take-all, when lovers are Going for Gold.


Teena’s heart pounded against her breastbone as she led Grant into the darkened gym. The light from the waiting area filtered through, outlining all the equipment. Now that she had his attention, could she keep it? It wasn’t normally like her to be so bold. But what the hell? Take a chance, right?

A flush stole over her body as she wondered if she could follow through with living out her fantasy. So many nights, she’d lain awake in bed after coming home from the gym, fingering her pussy, wishing his tongue could take the place of her fingers.

Her clit throbbed just by being in contact with him now. And he’s only holding my hand! She headed to the trampoline, and then let go of his hand as she hopped up on the apparatus. As she began a series of slow bounces, she said, “Let’s see who can double bounce the other first.”

He chuckled and the low, throaty sound sent desire skittering throughout her system. “Sounds good.” He launched himself up onto the trampoline.

Teena bounced higher, keeping her eyes on his. At first they bounced in tandem, but then with their difference in weight and height, they quickly fell out of rhythm. The goal was to jump as close to the other as possible until one “double-bounced” the other, causing them to fall.

Grant showed no mercy, obviously in the game to win. He jumped so close to her, it bounced her back and she tumbled onto her back with a shriek. Before she could scramble into a sitting position, he’d pounced on top of her, pinning her down onto the bed of the trampoline.

Her eyes widened as she took in the lusty gleam in his eyes. His hard cock pressed into her pelvis, his desire unmistakable. She swallowed hard, not fighting to get away.

So...” Words failed her at the moment.
He ground his cock into her mound. “So.”
Heat washed over her like a wave. She flexed her fingers, and wiggled her body so her breasts moved against his chest.
His nostrils flared, and his eyes narrowed. She ran her tongue over her upper lip, and he closed his eyes, a tortured expression on his face. “I can’t take it anymore.”
Can’t take what?” she whispered.
His eyes fixed on hers again. “How much you turn me on.” He rubbed his dick against her again. “Feel this? This is a constant state around you.”
She blinked. “Really?”
Fuckin’ right. Since the day you walked in the bloody door.”
Her heart leapt that she’d had that kind of effect on him. At least she hadn’t been alone in her lust. “Grant?”
Kiss me already.”