Page 18 of Necessary Roughness

Sloane

I had never been so forward in my life. Even as I heard myself say the words out loud, I was shocked by my own bluntness. But it felt good to be forward with what I wanted in the moment, rather than hoping it would happen.

I desperately wanted to get fucked by these two men.

But rather than balking at my blunt demands, the two football players responded with enthusiasm. “We’d better give her what she wants, then.”

I was weightless as Knox rose from the bed, carrying me with him, then turned and dropped me on my back onto the comforter. Logan fell onto the bed beside me, cupping my chin and kissing me with more passion and urgency than before. They wanted this every bit as much as I did.

Maybe even more.

While he occupied my lips, Knox ran his hands up my legs, up underneath my dress until he found the elastic waistband of my panties. His fingers curled underneath the fabric and then swiftly pulled them down my legs.

Four sets of hands were touching me. Controlling me. Worshiping me.

“Help me get her dress off,” Knox ordered, like it was a play on the football field.

Logan placed a hand underneath my back and lifted me into a sitting position, then pulled my dress up over my head.

I was glad I’d worn one of my best bras, although it was only visible for a few seconds; Logan’s fingers twisted at my back, and the bra fell away.

The air was cool on my breasts, but only for a brief moment until Knox leaned in and took one of my nipples between his teeth, giving it the tiniest little nibble.

Sighing, I said, “I thought I said no foreplay.”

“Sorry. Couldn’t resist.” Knox’s smile was full of mischief. “I won’t make that mistake again.”

Logan put a hand on my chest and pushed me back down into a flat position, then wrapped his lips around my other nipple.

I arched my back as his tongue swirled, one of his hands squeezing my breast hungrily.

At the same time, I heard the familiar sound of a condom wrapper from Knox.

The sound, and what it meant was about to happen, sent a sexy shiver up my spine.

“You good?” Logan paused to ask.

“Better than good. Don’t stop.”

Without another word, he bent down and resumed worshiping my nipple with his tongue and lips and teeth.

Knox stepped up to the bed, spreading my legs.

I felt his cock brush against my thigh, latex against bare skin, and I moaned with anticipation.

He’d removed his clothes while I was busy kissing Logan, his bare chest on full display for me.

I took a moment to admire his body, covered with lean muscle.

Muscle that wasn’t just for show, but that was important to represent our school every Saturday on the football field.

I’d never been enamored with athletes the way some women were, but knowing who Knox was and what he did?

It turned me on even more than the anticipation of what he was about to do to me.

My eyes slid down his torso until his cock came into view. I blinked. He was big. Bigger than I’d ever experienced.

Popular, athletic, incredibly sexy, and he has a big dick?

“I’ll go slow,” he said, as if reading my thoughts. “Just relax.”

Before he began, Logan crawled behind me, lifted me up, and settled me back onto his thighs as he knelt on the bed. He cupped one of my breasts in each of his hands, but my attention was fully on Knox’s huge cock. The quarterback spread my knees wide, opening me up for him to do whatever he wanted.

“Relax,” Logan crooned into my ear, his thumbs flicking over my nipples.

How the hell was I supposed to relax while I was about to be double-teamed by two football players?

My entire body was taut with anticipation.

It felt like being next in line for a roller coaster as Knox stepped a little closer, his tip brushing against my slick entrance.

He wrapped a fist around his hard length, pushing forward, his crown wedging its way between my lower lips.

“Tell us if anything is too much,” Logan whispered into my ear, punctuating it by nibbling my lobe.

With my ex, we usually had sex with the lights off.

Under the covers like prudes. But this? I was in such a vulnerable position between the two of them, Logan holding me against him while Knox prepared to take me.

Strangely, I didn’t feel vulnerable at all.

The two of them had taken care of me before, and I trusted they would do the same tonight.

And then all thought disappeared as Knox pressed into me slowly, the first inch of his hard length disappearing inside me.

“This is weirdly hot,” Logan purred behind me, fingers pinching one nipple.

“Nothing weird about it,” Knox said, jaw clenching tightly. “Fuck. You good?”

I bit my lip and nodded. “I’ll let you know if that changes.”

His grin was as warm as a Florida afternoon. He returned his focus to the place where our bodies were now connected, his green eyes burning with desire and barely-restrained lust.

His cock slid forward another inch, then another still. Already I was feeling very full, my inner walls stretching to accommodate the width of him. Logan moved one hand from my breast down my belly, fingers tapping against my clit, and I let out a long moan.

Knox bit his lip. “The way you’re clenching around me…”

“I bet she’s as tight as a glove,” Logan said.

“Tighter,” Knox gritted out.

“It’s killing you to go slow, isn’t it?” Logan asked his teammate.

“I thought you two have never done this before?” I managed to say. It was difficult to do anything but think about his hard length sliding yet another inch into me.

“We haven’t,” Logan said with a chuckle. “But I know when my teammate wants to throw caution to the wind, tuck the football under his arm, and sprint for the end zone.”

“He’s not wrong,” Knox said.

“I can take more,” I said. “Don’t hold back.”

A fire burned behind Knox’s emerald gaze. “You sure?”

Pulling from the same pool of courage that had led to this, I smiled and said, “Shut up and fuck me. ”

Logan made a noise deep within his throat, but Knox only grinned. The tall quarterback gripped my legs with both hands, fingers digging in for leverage, before driving his hips forward. The rest of him filled me, and we both moaned together as he bottomed out.

He stayed there inside me for a long moment, leaning forward to brush his lips against mine. Logan’s fingers still circled my clit, heightening everything I felt. There was a fraction of discomfort from Knox’s size, but it was overruled by the intense pleasure filling my entire body.

A brief flash of self-awareness rippled through me. I was having sex with the quarterback of the football team, wedged between him and his teammate in the bedroom of a frat party. I’d never imagined doing anything even close to this crazy.

But it was everything I’d ever wanted without realizing it.

Knox’s cock throbbed inside me like a heartbeat.

“You’re not following the playbook,” Logan lectured. “She said to fuck her, not to soak inside her.”

“Shit. You’re right.” Knox pulled back, slowly retreating, the tip of his cock grazing against my inner wall in a way that electrified my body even more. I finally relaxed, my head falling back against Logan as he held me steadily.

Knox filled me anew, as gently as someone could with a dick so large. He pulled out and pushed in, over and over, slowly building speed, intensely studying my face to make sure I was okay.

But I was more than okay. I was pretty freaking amazing .

Logan’s fingers swirled faster around my clit as Knox fucked me steadily.

The view of his athletic body was almost too much, so I locked eyes with him.

The corner of his lip curled in a smile and we maintained that eye contact as he fucked me, deep and delicious, my pussy gripping him every time he retreated and then welcoming him back as he buried himself into me.

Over, and over, and over.

Suddenly he switched things up, slamming himself home, then swirling his hips to grind his pelvis against my body.

“Yes,” I cried out, my words escaping my lips automatically. “Just like that. Don’t stop. Yes .” The pressure of him filling me, along with the friction and Logan’s fingers, was exactly what I wanted. What I needed .

“Fuck yeah,” Logan purred. “Give it to her.”

“Oh my God,” I gasped. “I’m going to… I’m…”

“Come for us,” Logan commanded. “Come on his cock.”

I reached forward and grabbed Knox’s hip, my other hand searching behind me for Logan and settling on his neck.

It was while I clung to both of them that I finally came to pieces, back arching and a cry of ecstasy erupting from my throat.

My eyes clenched shut as the orgasm rocked my body, so intense that I felt weightless and heavy and on fire all at the same time.

For a few brief moments I couldn’t tell where one man ended and another began, two chiseled bodies on either side of me, gripping and squeezing and fucking me to nirvana.

I crested the peak, my spine finally relaxing back into Logan, the rest of my body turning to liquid in the aftermath of my orgasm.

“That’s a good start,” Knox said, bending down to kiss me again.

“Start?” I asked.

Behind me, Logan chuckled. “We’re just getting started. Flip her over.”

I was once again weightless as Knox lifted me up, repositioning me until I was on my hands and knees on the bed. Somehow he stayed inside me, his cock corkscrewing around until he was now fucking me from behind.

Logan rolled onto his back and swiftly shed his clothes—jeans, T-shirt, and then finally his underwear. He wasn’t as big as Knox, but his cock was still impressive.

“Come here,” I told him, but he was already kneeling forward again.

I wrapped my fingers around his hard length and pulled his tip into my waiting lips. I loved giving blowjobs, knowing I could pleasure a man with only my mouth. Logan seemed to love receiving one just as much, if not more, based on the moans that escaped his lips while I sucked him off.

“There you are,” Knox exhaled behind me as he began to move, pulling back a little bit before driving forward again. “She feels even better from this angle.”

“So do you,” I said before returning to my task.

“I’ll wait my turn.” Logan’s fingers laced into my hair, tightening in a fist. Moving my head back and forth, controlling me. I took as much as I could in my mouth without gagging, tightening my fingers around his shaft and stroking him in time with my lips.

I’m being double-teamed by two football players , the thought drifted across my consciousness. And it’s even better than I ever could have imagined .

Knox grabbed my hips with both hands and drove into me harder, and harder, his restraint finally cast aside as he took what he wanted.

And I couldn’t believe that what he wanted so desperately was me .