Page 112 of Puck Love

Ienterthe cubicle andlock the door behind me, then I slick my hand through my hair, undo my fly, because it could get kind of awkward trying to get my dick out with one hand while I’m watching Stella. I’m hard as fuck anticipating the show I’m about to get. My dirty little snuggle bunny about blew my fucking mind when she suggested we play while I’m in a public restroom. I should have said no, because if this ever gets out it could ruin her, but I’m on top of the world right now, and I miss her goddamn pussy so much that there’s no way in hell I’d turn down the chance to look ather.

I hit the Skype app on my phone and stroke my dick while I wait for her to answer. Stella always comes like a fucking champion, so fast, and so breathtakingly beautiful that I don’t want to hinder her getting off because it might take me a little longer. Though I guess the more she comes, the more images I have for the spankbank.

She’s already shirtless when her face flashes up on my screen. “Hey champ,” she whispers with a seductivesmile.

“Hey, country. Niceview.”

“Oh, you like my tourbus?”

“I meant your tits, baby. Fuck, I wish I was there right now. I’d totally slide my cock between them and give you a pretty little pearlnecklace.”

“Oh, why have we never done that?” She bites herlip.

“I don’t know, but we’regonna.”

She chuckles. “You know it’s not really fair that you get to see me, and I don’t get to seeyou.”

“Babe, I’m in a bathroom stall that I barely fit in. I can’t exactly remove my clothing without losingit.”

“Okay fine. I’ll just have to sprawl out for the both of us.” She does, right across that big bed—or big for a tour bus anyway. It’s likely too small forme.

“Put the camera up on something so I can see all ofyou.”

“Okay, but there’s a chance it might fall. I am on a moving tour bus, youknow.”

“Remind me to buy you a damn selfie stick for futureuse.”

She frowns a little at that, and I can tell immediately what she’s thinking because she hates this distance as much as I do, but that’s our lives, at least until my time in the league is up. I know it doesn’t last forever, and I know I need to start looking at things to do outside of hockey once I can no longer hit the ice, but for the foreseeable future, this isus.

“Hey, don’t look so sad. We’ll be together soon,okay?”

“Iknow.”

“Now, I got a surprise foryou.”

Her eyes widen. “You do? I lovesurprises.”

“I do,” I rasp down the line because right when I’m about to show her my dick, she places the phone on a shelf or a ledge, and I have a view of her entire bed, and the sweet little cotton panties she’s wearing. It’s not a thong, but that’s not really Stella. “Oh babe, justwait.”

“What?” she says, pausing with one leg on the edge of the bed as if she’s about tokneel.

“Just stand there a minute and let me look atyou.”

She bites her bottom lip, and my cock jerks. “Now take your panties off.Slowly.”

She slides them down her hips and discards them on the floor. My eyes are glued to the screen. “Where’s mysurprise?”

“Jesus. It’s coming.” My suit pants are cutting off the circulation to my balls, and I fiddle one handed with thezipper.

“Already?” Stella teases, as she climbs on the bed, completely naked, and I’d give anything to be with her right now. I angle the phone down so she’ll have a clear shot of my junk. “What am I lookingat?”

“Er, I don’tknow.”

“Oh, that’s your shoe,” she says. “And that’s the dirty bathroomfloor.”

“Shit, sorry. This cubicle is kind of small. I can’t really see what you can—I’m too distracted by what your camera’s showing me. Okay how’s this?” I readjust my angle until I can see my cock filling the tiny box on the side of myscreen.

“There heis.”