Page 40 of Necessary Roughness

Sloane

“Oh damn ,” Logan exclaimed, his gaze locked onto where my finger was sliding.

The look in Knox’s eyes intensified. “Are you saying…”

“I want to get fucked in the ass,” I whispered, like it was a secret. “By Logan, to be clear. I think you’re too big for me to handle, Knox. How’s that sound?”

Knox grinned.

Logan jumped up like the fire alarm had been pulled. “Hell yes. Hell fucking yes, I’ll try anal. It’s about time I get something special instead of the star quarterback!”

“You’re into that?” Knox asked, tilting his head sideways.

I nodded and bit my lip. “Is that all right? You’re not grossed out or anything?”

Knox slid over to me, kissing me on the lips and taking the bottle of lube from Logan. “Nothing you could do would ever gross me out.”

He kissed me again, and took hold of my wrist to remove my hand from between my legs. Then he added a tiny bit of lube to his hand, rubbing it around his fingers.

“My cock may be too big,” he said, “but I can still warm you up for my teammate.”

Any fear I had immediately disappeared and was replaced with an overwhelming affection for them; the knowledge that I was safe with them; that I could be whoever I wanted to be and ask for whatever I wanted.

Not only were they not disgusted by the forbidden act I had requested, they seemed into it, immediately taking over—and more importantly, taking charge .

Knox knelt between my legs, rubbing his now lubricated fingers up and down my rear entrance.

He leaned in and kissed me, and I parted my lips to welcome his tongue inside my mouth.

The moment our tongues touched, his fingertip pushed into my tight ring.

There was little resistance thanks to the lube, and because I’d had plenty of practice with my toys when I was alone this summer.

I moaned into Knox’s kiss, and he responded by pushing deeper, which made me moan even louder, a feedback loop of desire and action until his entire finger was inside me, up to the knuckle.

“Better give her two,” Logan said, eyes wide as he drank in the sight. “If she’s going to get warmed up for me.”

Knox looked at me for confirmation, and I nodded. Then his second finger was there, sliding in alongside the other finger, widening my entrance in that naughty way I loved so much.

“Ohh.” I craned my head back. “That feels perfect.”

To the side, Logan let out a noise deep in his throat as he stroked himself. He was coating himself with lube, I realized. Like a bench player putting on his helmet, ready for the coach to put him in the game.

“Keep. Going,” I said, loving the way his fingers felt as they moved in and out of me while I touched my clit.

“I wish I could fuck your ass,” Knox said, voice heavy with desire. “The one time having a big dick is a curse.”

“Me too,” I replied. “Not tonight, but maybe in the future, with practice?”

“I’ll practice with you as much as you want,” Logan said, reaching forward and squeezing my breast, fingers pinching my nipple.

“You normally hate practice,” Knox crooned.

Logan’s gaze collided with mine. “Not this kind. I think she’s ready.”

Knox once again glanced at me for confirmation. When I nodded, he slowly removed his fingers, accepting the washcloth from his teammate and switching places. Logan was as eager as could be, kneeling forward, immediately pushing against my entrance.

“Easy there, tiger.” I moved forward, pushing him onto his back. “Let me be on top. So I can control it.”

He let out a groan behind his smile. “Good idea. I don’t know if I’d be able to contain myself.”

I straddled Logan, then moved slightly more forward than normal for this position.

Knox had washed the lube from his fingers and was sitting on the edge of the bed, stroking himself with hungry eyes, eyes that told me he wished he was the one about to claim my ass.

My body felt like it was made of pure electricity, that’s how turned on I was by what we were about to do, turned on by how enthusiastic my partners were.

I reached behind me, grasping Logan’s slick cock. It pulsed at my touch, sensitive to even the slightest amount of stimulation. Aiming it upright, I then lowered myself onto it, feeling his crown pressing against my tight ring.

It slid inside with as much ease as Knox’s fingers.

“Jesus,” Logan gritted out.

I bit my lip and pushed down, taking a little bit more of him. It was so easy thanks to the lube that I didn’t need to pause to regroup. Instead, I moved up and down, the barest little inch, slowly impaling myself on more of his cock with every push.

“Damn,” Knox said as he jacked off to the side. “Look at you take it.”

“She’s taking it so good ,” Logan said, a note of wonder in his voice.

I was just as surprised as I finally disengaged my quads, accepting the last bit of him, my thighs pressing against his as he bottomed out inside of me. I cried out, and that made Logan gasp with a pleasure so intense it was almost painful, the same sensation currently rippling through my core.

His entire cock is in my ass. Every throbbing inch .

An orgasm shuddered through me without any movement; just having him filling my backdoor was enough to catapult me into a climax.

Knox reached over my thigh and found my clit, electrifying me even more.

My spine felt like rubber, and I fell forward onto Logan’s chest, Knox’s fingertip still vibrating against my clit.

Logan wrapped his arms around my back, bracing me as the orgasm destroyed and recreated me all over again.

“That was fast,” he purred when I finally could breathe again. It felt like I had just run a marathon.

“And we’ve only just started.” I pushed up enough to kiss him, then adjusted my legs so that I was squatting on top of him like a softball catcher.

Now the real fun began. I raised myself up off him, then lowered my ass again. Up and down I rode Logan with short, steady strokes, my rear entrance clenched around his thick cock.

“How does it feel?” I asked.

He replied with a long moan.

“Is it tight?” Knox asked.

“So. Fucking. Tight,” he replied.

I moved a little bit faster, losing myself in the motion.

Savoring the way we felt in that perfect moment.

At some point, Knox stood up and guided his cock into my mouth, which I accepted eagerly.

I wanted to feel both of them inside me at the same time, one in my ass and one in my pussy, but I knew that was too much to bargain for tonight. We would need to work up to that.

Something to look forward to.

I sucked on Knox, stroking him at the same time. He was harder than I had ever felt him, aroused by our naughty, forbidden act.

When I took a moment to breathe, I told Logan, “I’m going to make you come in my ass.”

“It won’t take long,” he gritted out. “Fuck, I’m going to explode, soon.”

“Where?” I demanded. “Where are you going to explode?”

“In. Your. Ass,” the beautiful athlete replied, his tone sweeter than any melody.

Suddenly, I heard a door open across the hall. There were footsteps in the hallway, moving to the kitchen. It was only a background noise, hardly noticeable at all. But I did notice when the footsteps left the kitchen.

And stopped in the hall.

I imagined Roman standing there, listening at the door. He’d already walked in on Logan and I having sex, and I could still remember the lust in his eyes. The walls in this house were thin; he must have heard us all having sex at least two dozen times.

And now he was right outside, more boldly eavesdropping than he ever had before.

Maybe it was the tequila that made me call out.

Maybe it was the boldness that came from asking for—and receiving—my deepest fantasy.

Maybe it was the fact that Roman and I had grown closer in the past month, comfortable with each other in a way that allowed me to take a chance.

Or maybe it was because I’d embarrassed myself by suggesting a future with Knox in California, and needed a way to prove to them this was all just a physical relationship after all.

But whatever the reason, I raised my voice and called, “You listening, Roman?”

Logan blinked in surprise, and Knox turned his head.

“Sorry if we’re making too much noise while Logan fucks me in the ass,” I said, loud enough to be heard clearly through the door. “If it’s too loud, you can put on some headphones. Or come watch.”

Silence.

I glanced down at Logan. “I’d be okay with him watching.” I turned to gaze up at Knox. “If you guys are willing.”

They shared a look, then Knox said, “I’m into it if you are, Sloane.”

Logan squeezed my ass with both hands. “Fuck yeah. As long as I get to keep doing this .” He drove up with his hips, fucking me from below.

I let out a long moan and said, “Door’s unlocked.”

Ten seconds went by, long enough for me to wonder if he had heard me. Sometimes he wore headphones around the house. Maybe he wasn’t in the hallway after all. Or worse: he’d heard me, and wanted no part of this.

But then the doorknob turned slowly, and the door swung open.

Roman took in the sight of us at a glance, jaw going slack. His gaze locked onto my body, filled with unmistakable hunger.

“I promise not to blush,” I said, holding my third roommate’s gaze while leaning down to kiss Logan. “The chair is over there, if you want to get comfortable.”

Roman closed the door behind him, though there was no need now that all occupants of the house were in my room.

His hard-on created a tent in his baggy gray sweatpants, and he kept his eyes on me as he walked around the bed and sat in my chair.

From that spot, he had a perfect view of my ass—and Logan’s cock plunging into it.

Fueled by the eroticism of his presence, I took over again, riding Logan faster than before.

Slamming my ass down onto his hard length over and over.

Knox stood up again, aiming his dick toward my mouth, and before he could muffle me I turned to Roman and demanded, “Why aren’t you touching yourself? ”

Then the quarterback was fucking my mouth, grabbing a handful of my hair and bobbing me up and down. Out of the corner of my eye, I watched Roman stroking his cock in a massive palm, drinking in the sight of us.

Time to put on a show .