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#SexySnippetSunday: Stealing Home (Baseball Romance)


The first rule of being a sports physical therapist: Do not sleep with an athlete.

The second rule of being a sports physical therapist: Do not fall in love with an athlete.

The third rule of being a sports physical therapist: Ignore Rules #1 and #2.

Bobbi Gibson has enough on her plate with her new position of being a physical therapist to the Los Angeles Dodgers. Dealing with egos and injuries, and sometimes not sure which is the bigger headache, the last thing she needs is a distraction from the rising pitcher who simply goes by The Answer. Yet, he’s the only sane human in her crazy world.

Quinn “The Answer” Riordan knows he’s not like most pitchers. After all, most pitchers don’t know every Backstreet Boys song by heart nor do they sleep with a stuffed giraffe at night.

He also knows most pitchers can’t easily throw a record-breaking and break-neck speed pitch of 100 mph on a regular basis. But what Quinn does know is he’s head over heels in love with the new physical therapist. Now just he has to convince her she feels the same.

Stealing Home is a baseball romance short series. It features an *NSYNC v. Backstreet Boys battle, late-night drive-thru runs, more giraffes than Geoffrey at Toys R Us, and how Legos are the best invention ever.



There was an awkward silence between the pair and Bobbi questioned her thinking. It was clear they were more than friends, but they didn’t know where to go. She wouldn’t dare to say she was in love with Quinn because she didn’t know him.

Hell, she thought she knew herself a few days ago. All of her relationships ended horribly. She was running hard and fast from her exes and never looked back. She poured all of her energy into her career and put away feelings.

Then she met Quinn and all sense flew out of the window. She wanted him but it was the wrong time. Why did the right love always come at the wrong time?

“You’re quiet,” Quinn studied Bobbi’s eyes. He could seemingly read her thoughts. “What’s on your mind?”

“If I should let you inside and regret it or let you go back to your room and regret it?“ She softly spoke. “That’s where I’m at right now.”

Quinn stepped closer to Bobbi and cupped her face into his hands. He felt her body heat through her shirt. His heartbeat pounded so loud in his ears, he thought he was going deaf. “You and I both know if I go inside your room right now, we both won’t regret a damn thing.”

Bobbi tried to keep her emotions at bay, but they were too strong to ignore. Her emotions were suffocating her. “Quinn, I can’t do this. If this ends badly, you could ruin me.”

“I wouldn’t do that, Bobbi.” He caressed her cheek. “I care about you too much to do that.”

“If this fails, we’ll both regret it.” Bobbi whispered.

Quinn picked up Bobbi and managed to open her hotel door. “Didn’t I just say we wouldn’t regret a damn thing?”

The moment the pair went inside the room, their bodies were on a collision course. Quinn slanted his full lips over Bobbi’s and played with her tongue. He pinned her to the bed and climbed on top of her as Bobbi spread her legs to accommodate him.

His hands and lips were everywhere on her body and Bobbi responded to every touch. His large hand squeezed and held her breast before it traveled down her body. His mouth moved to her neck and lightly sucked on it, causing Bobbi to moan and gasp.

“Quinn…” She begged.

“Shhh…” He directed. He got off her and began to undo her jeans. He pulled them off her, followed by her T-shirt. He stood at the foot of the bed and just admired how beautiful she looked before him. “Gorgeous.”

Bobbi began to close her legs but Quinn nudged them back open. “No, I want to see that sweet spot.”

“Boy, if you don’t….” Bobbi laughed.

Quinn stripped out of his clothing and grabbed a condom out of his jeans. “I only have one with me.”

“I have a whole box,” Bobbi answered and Quinn blinked at her, “don’t ask. I didn’t pack those.”

“I know Sarah well.” Quinn reassured. He climbed on top of the bed, and pulled Bobbi’s panties down her legs and tossed them aside. “Just like I know your body very well.”

“Oh?” Bobbi suddenly felt bold. “What are you about to do, Q?”

“I want you to watch me lick you.” He commanded and Bobbi felt a shiver. “And if you look away, I’ll stop.”

Before Bobbi could protest, she felt the swipe of Quinn’s tongue on her clit. She fisted the sheets as her body lifted off the bed. Quinn nudged her back down and wrapped his arms around her thighs as he licked her faster.

He briefly sucked on her pussy and Bobbi thought she was having an out-of-body experience. She kept her eyes on his as he spread her love and focused on her swollen, and sensitive clit.

It was the most erotic thing she’d ever experienced. She wanted to look away but couldn’t. She wouldn’t. She didn’t dare. She wanted him to stop. She didn’t want him to stop. They stared at each other’s soul as Quinn pleasured her. They couldn’t get any closer.

Pleasure points prickled along her arms and Bobbi screamed out as she held Quinn’s gaze. Quinn went back to the fast licking and Bobbi’s moans ripped from her. Her body rode Quinn’s tongue and she tightly squeezed her breasts, pinching the taut nipples.

She couldn’t stop the orgasm and it splintered her into two as it shot through her body. Bobbi arched off the bed before she slammed back down on it. Her mind spun, she was completely incoherent and felt lost.

“That’s a sound I love to hear more than anything,” Quinn climbed up the bed and nestled himself between Bobbi’s thighs. “I love making you come. I hope to do it more times tonight.”

“You’re going to ruin me.” She raked her hands up and down his muscular back.

“I most certainly hope so.” He grinned.


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