Grand Slam is back with another Sunday Snog, woohoo! As the name suggests, Sunday Snog is where a snippet from a published work, WIP or to-be-published work is shared to give readers a taste, and hopefully make them hot under the collar 😉 Once you’ve checked out this super snog from book one in the Raw Talent series, be sure to head back to Blissekiss and check out all the other awesome kisses. Enjoy!
The TV cameras were on us, capturing our joy and love, but I really couldn’t give a shit. Someone could have thrown a rotten tomato or an egg at my head in that moment and it wouldn’t have bothered me. All I could think about now was ensuring that Marie was sitting in the sidelines for every single tennis match I played for the rest of my career.
Finally I stopped spinning and put her down. I cupped her face and kissed her hard, possessively.
The yells of the crowd were deafening. I was giving my fans a treat by showing them a little of the man I was off the court. And why shouldn’t I? Marie was part of me now, she’d become ingrained in my soul, in my life. I was happy to share my fortune in finding her.
She was returning my kiss with equal ardor. After not nearly long enough, I had to stop, because although I was used to crowds and cameras staring at me, tennis shorts did absolutely nothing to hold an erection in check and I didn’t want to get arrested for indecent exposure or something. That would dampen the mood somewhat.
Pulling away, I murmured, “We did it, Marie. Thank you.”