Page 106 of Pucking the Enemy

“Well you are half naked in a bathroom, and I can tell, even through the phone, you can’t stop looking at my cleavage.”

“What can I say? It’s very impressive cleavage.”

“And I’m also guessing you’re hard.”

“Well, that’s not much of a guess. I’m always hard around you. If you were here, I could get your help to take care of this.” I pulled down my waistband and let my cock spring free.

Hazel’s eyes darkened at the sight of my cock, her lips falling into a pout. “Well, now you’re being a tease.”

“I happen to know you have a box of toys in your bedside table that you brought from your dorm that you haven’t told us about.”

“Cormac! How?” she cried, sitting up.

“I was nosy while you’re moving. I thought it was a box of candy that you were hiding from us, but imagine my surprise when I found dildos instead of gummy worms.” I laughed, gently taking a hold of my cock and giving it a few strokes.

Hazel’s face was an adorable shade of pink, her eyes honed in on my cock. “That’s rude,” she said, her voice breathy.

“Oh, it was totally rude, but who could blame me?” I shrugged, a grin never leaving my face as my hand kept moving. “Why don’t you grab something out of that box?”

Hazel glanced around her room, looking at what, I didn’t know. Would she want to play? Watching my girl come would certainly make my day so much fucking better.

Rolling over, she rummaged around, her hands out of sight. Her ass was on display in her tiny sleep shorts, and I cursed being so far away.

“Fuck, sweetness, your ass looks immaculate.” I groaned.

Instead of answering, the temptress just waggled her ass in my direction, never ceasing with her searching.

My mouth filled with saliva at the sight. We had been blessed with an omega who had spectacular assets, and I wasn’t with her so I could play with them.

It was downright criminal.

Maybe I should have given up hockey and spent all my time worshiping her.

That would have been a completely valid career choice, in my opinion.

“Got it!” Hazel declared, rolling over, brandishing a small, pink toy in her hand. Compared to all the toys inside the box, this one was rather tiny.

“Sweetness, I don’t know if the baby is making you forgetful, but I happen to be a lot bigger than that.”

Hazel giggled, a beautiful sound. “Oh, I remember that all too well, and I can see that now—this little beauty is magic, though,” she admitted, biting her lip, glee dancing in her eyes. “Sometimes a girl just wants a little vibe.”

“Well, that sounds fun.”

“It does, doesn’t it?” Reaching down, she removed her shirt in one fluid movement, her nipples pebbling as the cool air hit them. “It’ll get the job done a lot faster than your hand will finish you.”

“You want to bet on that?” I smirked.

“What are you thinking?” she asked, as the telltale buzzing started. She closed her eyes, tilting her head back as she hummed in pleasure.

All the action was out of the camera’s reach, but the sight of her face and chest was more than enough for me.

“If I come first, then when we get back… your ass is mine, sweetness.”

Hazel’s eyes flew open, her mouth falling open. Fuck, if I were there, I would be feeding my cock between those perfect lips. There was no way she was going to take the bet; with my piercings, it was a daunting prospect.

“Okay.” She grinned.

My brain short-circuited.

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