Page 184 of Breaking the Pucking Rules
“I’m sure,” I mutter as my cell buzzes in my hand.
I lift it without thinking, and when I find a message from Casey, excitement shoots through me.
She’s still awake.
Desperate to see what she’s sent, I tap the notification. The second the photo appears, I swear, my eyes almost pop out of my eye sockets.
“What was that?” Linc asks.
I lower my cell and drop it into my pocket to ensure it’s hidden.
No one is seeing my girl like that.
“Nothing.”
Linc’s brows lift. He’s clearly aware that whatever was just on my cell was far from innocent.
“I’m gonna go. Try not to get into trouble.”
Trouble…yeah, Casey really is trouble.
My fingers curl into a fist as I imagine bending her over and spanking that perky ass until it’s rosy red and she’s begging for more.
Fuck.
Linc barks a laugh. “You know me better than that, Big D.”
I shake my head as I walk away.
“Enjoy youralone time,” he taunts, his voice carrying too well across the bar. I don’t look back at the guys, but I know they heard, and I’m sure they’re all wearing knowing smirks.
Assholes.
I swear I don’t breathe until the elevator doors close behind me, cutting me off from everyone in the bar.
The temptation to pull my cell out and study the image I got a brief look at is tempting. But I refrain.
Instead, I wait until I’m alone in our hotel room and lying on my bed in only my boxers.
I’m already hard, my underwear doing very little to contain it.
Once I’m comfortable, I unlock my cell, open our message thread, and make the image full-size.
“Fuck me,” I groan, taking her in.
She’s wearing my jersey, but she’s hiked it up around herwaist and is posing with most of her ass on show in a pair of Vipers-green lace panties. And the sexiest thing about it? She’s looking me dead in the eyes. I feel that connection to her through the phone despite the miles between us.
My cock jerks, my balls aching for her touch.
If only that were possible. I don’t know when I’ll see her next. But fuck, I can’t fucking wait.
Kodie: Is that what I get for scoring the winning goal tonight, Trouble?
Trouble: Thought you might want to know that I was wearing your jersey.
Kodie: Fuck yeah, I do. Did you watch the game wearing only that and those pretty panties?
God, the image of her home alone, watching my game with her hand inside those panties, is almost too much to bear.
