Page 24 of Necessary Roughness

Roman

I was a man who prided himself on having a singular focus.

In class, the professor was the only thing I noticed.

When I was on the football field, the only thing going through my mind was reaching the opposing quarterback and punishing him for existing.

While studying, I was able to drown out all the noise in my life and focus on the words on the page.

And when I was in bed with a woman… well, you get the picture.

I hadn’t had a lot of successes in life, but the ones I did achieve? I owed it to my ability to focus.

So when my roommates’ fuck-buddy came over wearing lingerie that I could see beneath her dress? I gave it a few seconds of thought, then put my noise-canceling headphones on and returned to studying.

That worked just fine.

Until I got up to take a piss.

My mistake was taking off my headphones. Because as soon as I came out of the bathroom, I heard them.

More accurately, I heard her .

“Yes,” she was moaning, her pleasure only partially muffled by the door down the hall. “Right there, yes, please, yes!”

My cock woke up and paid attention. I was only a man, after all. And Sloane wasn’t ugly.

I shook it off, returned to my studying chair, and put my headphones back on.

But now my eyes skimmed the page of my textbook without really reading the words.

I knew my roommates had made an arrangement to fuck this girl. No emotion, no strings attached. Just sex.

But I hadn’t really expected them to fuck her together .

I shook off the thought and turned my eyes back to my textbook.

I struggled to regain my focus, though.

They’re having a threesome.

Right now.

Twenty feet away from me .

Slowly, I lifted the headphone off one ear. I was immediately greeted with the sounds of their fucking, moans and sighs and exclamations that immediately made me wonder what they were doing.

What sexual position they were in.

How much longer they were going to last.

My cock was practically throbbing , now. Even the weight of the textbook in my lap was enough physical pressure to make me want to return to my room, close the door, and quickly jack off.

I should just do it. Get it over with so I can study .

Instead, I stubbornly put my headphones back on and returned to studying. Attempting to study, at least.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but eventually Sloane walked into the kitchen. She was still wearing that dress, but the back was unzipped—giving me an uninhibited view of the lingerie she was wearing underneath.

My eyes locked onto the thong that was buried between the perfect orbs of her ass. The zipper stopped halfway down her butt, so I could only see the top half of her rear, but what I saw made me clench my jaw so tightly my ears began to ache.

Fuck.

Even after she left, there was no way I was going to be able to study tonight.