25. Chapter 24
Chapter 24
Idove across my bed to grab my phone in hopes that it was Natalie. I hadn't heard from her for a couple days, and I didn't want to be hounding her since I knew she had been so damn busy.
Thankfully for me, it was my beautiful girl ringing me up. I eagerly accepted the Facetime call from her.
"Hey you." I then leaned back onto the padded headboard. I purposefully showed off my naked abs to her.
She shook her head, "The amount of time you spend tarpless is ridiculous."
I chuckled. I was in for the rest of the night. Why wouldn't I be comfortable? Me discarding a shirt at a moment's notice couldn't have been news to her.
I couldn't help myself, and I told her, "Talking to me in hockey is one of the sexiest things in the world."
Her face distorted, and she was clearly not impressed with my assessment, but I didn't give a damn. It was sexy that she knew hockey slang. How many girls out there knew that tarpless meant being shirtless or that we all play hockey in a barn.
"You have low standards."
I shook my head since that was ridiculous. Okay, there was a period of my life where I had low standards and would fuck anything possible, but that was just me being a brash rookie.
After realizing how easy the sex was, I knew to be pickier. Plus, none of the girls ever held a candle to Natalie. She was a goddess both in and out of the bedroom. She did what so few people would do, give me sass back.
"I don't have low standards. I've been holding out for a girl like you." I put a hand behind my head and leaned back a little more. "Please tell me that my reward for winning the game tonight is a little phone sex."
Her nose got all scrunched up, and it looked adorable if the idea of some phone sex wasn't as appealing.
It wasn't my first choice either, but what else could we do? I was in Chicago for the night and then we were off to Detroit and some other city after that. Probably Minneapolis, but I only tried to focus on one or two games at a time. But I knew this was one of our longer road trips, and I missed my girl.
"I'll try, but I'll probably be terrible at it."
I smiled. I couldn't imagine her being terrible at anything. However, if there was one thing I'd learned over the years, being sexy was more about being confident than almost anything else.
"Baby. Don't even think about that. How about this, I talk through some of it?"
She nodded and got a little shy.
"Do me a favor. Get your little tripod and set it up at the base of the bed."
After a few weird shots of the ceiling, walls and awkward shots of her arm, the phone steadied and was fixed. She climbed on the bed, causing my boner to rise.
I looked down and said, "Patience, my boy, this is about getting her off."
She just shook her head and didn't seem amused by me talking to my dick. But I was serious; I wanted to see her come.
"Nat, just do as I say."
I was pretty sure she had on those devilish crotchless panties underneath her teddy, but it covered up just enough, so I wasn't sure since she had her legs tucked in under her. "As long as it's not too naughty."
I had a sly smile on my face. "I make no promises since this is about being a bit naughty and feeling so good. Now stretch out those legs and spread them just enough."
She pulled her legs out and made herself comfortable again. Yup, I knew my girl, and I got to see that beautiful pussy thanks to those lacy things.
I readjusted myself since I was so damn stiff.
"Alright, pretty baby, please touch yourself. Rub yourself."
God, she looked so damn beautiful as she used her thumb to touch herself. I cataloged each and every touch so I could pleasure her more effectively.
When she moaned, it made that boner impossible to ignore. I unleashed my dick and gave it a couple strokes, if only to take the edge off.
"That's it. You got it, Natalie. Just a little bit more."
She kept going, but I needed to up the stakes a little bit.
"Take a toy or use a finger and stick it inside."
She just used a couple fingers to pleasure herself. She was using the two fingers, but that wasn't good enough. So I guided a little more. "Come on, Nat, you need to use the other hand too."
"So bossy. What about you?"
She didn't have to tell me twice. It was so easy to stroke myself off when she was pleasuring herself. The squirming and the moaning and giving herself to the moment where she was at the brink of an orgasm.
"Keep going, Nat. You're so close."
She finally climaxed. I quickened my hand, causing my own groan. It was so easy to get myself off.
When I opened my eyes, I looked at my dear sweet girl. Her eyes were hooded, but it seemed like she was ready enough. "Ready to take the lead on me?"
She giggled and looked away. "No..."
It was so defiant. I pouted, hoping for a different answer. "Why not? Wasn't it fun?"
"Because it's weird. I can't."
I wanted to tell her that she could. Instead, I leaned forward and smiled. "Is it talking it through and telling me what I need to do?"
"Yeah." She looked away as if she was ashamed.
"You tell me what to do on a daily basis. It's not any different. But I won't push you."
"Thank you."
She sat up a little straighter and hid her glorious pussy. I would have complained, but I didn't want to make her any more uncomfortable than she already was. I wanted to keep her smiley, so I switched the conversation away from sexting. "Enjoying time away from your hockey boys so you can do your real job?"
She nodded.
"It's really nice to be able to really get ahead again with the social media stuff, but thanks for getting Scuba to take a break with the constant requests."
"No problem." I yawned as the day caught up on me. "Sleep tight, my beautiful girl. I love you."
"Love you too. I will see you in about a week."
I ended the call and plugged my phone in. Right as I was about to turn over, I saw a text from Natalie.
Maybe one day, I’ll sext you this way. But you have to stay out of trouble. On and off the ice.
I chuckled. I was screwed. I was never that good, but I would try. For her and for my dick.