Catching Lily (Spring Training, book 2)


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Catching Lily releases February 14, 2017.


Welcome to the Spring Training series by best-selling author Becca Jameson. Spring Training follows the lives of several major league baseball players as they deal with the fame and reality of life and love. This second book in the series, Catching Lily, features the pitcher and the woman who has haunted him since their chance meeting three months ago.

She lets him dominate her in every way the night they meet…

After sneaking off to have the hottest sex of her life with Dominic Cordes, the insanely sexy pitcher for Miami’s major league baseball team, Lily Phillips can’t imagine ever facing the man again. She acted completely out of character. But there’s no way to avoid seeing him three months later at the wedding of their mutual friends.

He can’t get her out of his mind…

Dominic hasn’t forgotten a single moment with the tiny blonde who submitted to him so thoroughly that night. He should have called. Now he will have to face her wrath.

Is one night of passion enough to forge a relationship?

The steam between them hasn’t abated, but starting a relationship proves nearly impossible between Lily’s inexperience as a submissive, their hectic schedules, and an ex-boyfriend who does everything in his power to interfere.

Is it worth it?

When they’re together, the world stops. But reality keeps threatening to tear them apart.


Brett pulled his phone out of his pocket and glanced at the screen. “Good. Zia and Lily are on their way. You remember Lily, right? She came with us to your house a few months ago for Monday night football.”

“I remember her.” Dominic looked away, pretending to peer into the sanctuary.

“Dom?” There was a moment of silence after Brett called out the nickname.

Dominic permitted few people to call him by that shortened nickname, mainly because of what it implied. He was a Dom. That was for sure. It was too comedic.

Dude.” Brett chuckled. “You totally fucked her.”

Dominic spun around, feeling the heat rush across his face. “Lily? Of course not. I haven’t even seen her again since that night.”

Brett laughed this time. “That may be, but you did all the damage while we were there. How the hell did I not realize this before?” He slapped his forehead with a palm.

Dominic couldn’t believe he was that transparent. He closed his eyes. Then his shoulders drooped. “She probably wants to cut off my balls and feed them to me. And I can’t blame her.”

“Why? Word on the street is you’re pretty good at satisfying a lady.” Brett kept the teasing coming.

“Can we be serious here? I didn’t mean to have sex with her. It just happened.”

Brett really started laughing now, bent over at the waist. “It just happened? What? Your dick fell out of your jeans and landed inside her? And she just happened to be naked?”

“Ha ha.”

Brett wiped his eyes in mock hilarity. “Unless it wasn’t consensual, I don’t think you need to worry. Lily has never mentioned it to me. Not sure if she said anything to Zia, but I doubt it.”

“Don’t insult me. I’ve never done anything nonconsensual. I mean… Okay. That’s not true. I have, but only because she asked me to and it was prearranged. Consensual nonconsent.”

“I’m not even going to ask what the hell that means.”

“The point is I didn’t force Lily to have sex with me, and you know it. And as for her telling Zia? I’m not sure it makes me feel better to think she didn’t tell her friend. What does that say about me? That it sucked and she’s embarrassed?”

“You’ve thought about this a lot.” Brett appeared to be fighting a smile. He sucked his cheeks in.

“You have no idea.” No sense denying it. “I’m an asshole. She was amazing. I should have called her. Taken her out. Shown her the real me.”

“The real you? Sounds like you did show her the real you.”

“Hardy har har.”

“Look, Lily isn’t really the embarrassed type. Nor is she the sort to wait around for a man to call. If she wanted to see you again, she could have called just as well as you.”

“I suppose. But I’m still a world-class asshole.”

“Not going to argue that point.” Brett clapped his hands together. “This is going to be a fun night.” A door opened behind them. “Speak of the devil.”

Dominic rolled his eyes, took a deep breath, and turned around to face his just reward. He deserved whatever she dished out after the way he undoubtedly made her feel like a quick fuck.

“Hi.” Zia was breathless. “Sorry we’re late.” She gave Brett a quick kiss on the lips and then turned to kiss Dominic’s cheek. “You remember Lily, right?”

“I do.” Dominic hoped his hand wasn’t sweating as he reached out to take Lily’s. Damn, her fingers were small. Her entire body was. She was petite. He’d forgotten how much. “Good to see you again.” He tried to shoot her a sincere smile.

The truth was, it was way better than good to see her. Having her in front of him wiped the images he’d masturbated to off the earth. She was far better in person.

Her hair hung in long curls down her back, longer than it had been three months ago if he wasn’t mistaken. Her eyes were a light blue he could see through. Too bad he couldn’t judge the thoughts in her head behind them.

Damn. The dress she wore made him pray she didn’t notice the bulge in his suit pants. It was navy, professional by any reasonable standards, and formfitting. By his standards, it accentuated every curve on her small frame and made him salivate. The matching pumps made her calves look sinful.

The first time he’d set eyes on her when she walked into his home three months ago, he’d wanted her immediately. His reaction hadn’t been rational. It unnerved him to crave a woman that badly.

But this second meeting was worse. He nearly groaned at the realization that he still wanted her, perhaps more fiercely than before.

“Nice to see you too.” She smiled, and then she winked conspiratorially.

There was a god.

“Shall we go inside?” Zia asked.

Dominic turned to face her. Was she biting her lip to control a smile? Yes. She most certainly was. She knew. And she thought this was funny. He had no idea if that was a good sign or a bad one. All he wanted was for this evening and tomorrow night to go off without a hitch. If Lily didn’t take a swing at him or douse him with a glass of champagne, he would call it good.

That’s what he’d been telling himself for weeks anyway.

In reality, now that he stood close enough to remind himself of her scent and almost touch her soft curls… Yeah. He wanted her again.

This couldn’t be good.