Page 96 of Necessary Roughness
“Door’s unlocked,” she said sweetly. Genuinely.
The last of my hesitation fell away, or the tequila was finally hitting my bloodstream, because my hand reached out and opened the door.
And there they were.
I’d seen Sloane and Logan have sex before, but not like this. She was riding him, squatting like a baseball catcher. She had the most beautiful little tuft of blonde hair above her pussy, andher full breasts rocked hypnotically as she moved with erotic intent.
I don’t remember what else was said, if anything. I moved to Sloane’s desk chair next to the bed and sat down. Knox nodded at me, a kind of understanding passing between us. Like he was trying to tell me, “See? This is what you’ve been missing.”
I gripped my cock in a fist, surrendering to the delightful pleasure of my own touch as I drank in the sight of the three of them. Watching Sloane ride him, taking all six inches of Logan’s cockdeepinto her ass, was better than any porn. I barely even noticed Knox on the other side, guiding Sloane’s head back and forth on his cock.
It surprised me how comfortable I was, hownormalthis felt. Maybe that was because I’d already heard them all have sex more times than I could count. Logan and Knox were my teammates, my brothers, and I trusted them more than I trusted my own family.
But it mostly had to do with Sloane. For whatever reason, I was comfortable with her. I’d grown accustomed to her presence in our house, in our lives. I rarely let people in, emotionally, yet she now occupied a permanent part of my brain. She’d been sitting there since she moved in, always right on the edge of my consciousness, like the lyrics to a catchy new song I loved.
She twisted away from giving Knox a blowjob and looked me dead in the eyes. “Enjoying the show.”
“You have no idea.”
“You’re welcome to join,” she purred, slamming her hips down onto Logan. Hard, desperate strokes.
I let out a groan. “I’m having fun watching.”
“Riding the bench is great,” Logan said in a voice tight with concentration. “But there’s nothing like stepping up to the line for a play.”
I stroked myself faster, and faster. I was already close. That’s howgoodthe show was before me.
“I’d love it if you came on me,” she said, eyes heavy with lust. She batted her eyelashes in my direction.
“On you?” I croaked. I was almost there. “Where?”
“Wherever you want.” Then she tossed her head back, yellow hair floating for a moment, and let out the most delicious moan. Logan took over for her, holding her hips with the intensity he usually reserved for a football, thrusting up into her waiting ass.
“I’m close,” he gritted out. “You still want me to come in your ass?”
“OhGod,” she sighed, “yes, come in my ass, I want you to fill my ass.”
That was it. That was the moment I surrendered to whatever had been holding me back, and became a participant rather than an observer. I rose from the chair and knelt on the bed, not caring that my knee was brushing against Logan’s leg. I was fixated on the beautiful orbs of Sloane’s ass, perfect pale skin that I desperately wanted to paint with my come.
“Fuck,” I groaned, pressing my tip against her skin, delighting in even that small amount of contact. “I’m going to come all over your ass.”
The words surprised and thrilled me at the same time.
“Come all over me,” she said, twisting to look over her shoulder. “Please.”
“I’m close too,” Knox hissed.
Accepting that I was fully a part of this, I put a hand on her shoulder and stroked myself to completion. She arched her back and clenched her eyes shut, rubbing her clit between her legs, and I absolutely came to pieces. The most intense climax of my life gripped my balls, shuddering up out of my shaft, the first milky-white rope landing on Sloane’s lower back. She gasped in delight, and then Knox was reaching his own finish, so I grabbed a handful of Sloane’s silky blonde hair and pushed her toward his cock.
She let out a perfect moan of ecstasy as my teammate began coming in her mouth. I pushed harder, demanding she take more of it, which drew louder and more intense cries from her. Logan’s eyes clenched shut and his entire bodyshook, rattling the bed in its frame.
And then I was the one roaring, screaming in ecstasy as my cock shuddered in my hand, glazing every inch of her perfect ass.
My fingers ached by the time we all drew silent, save for the soft puffs of our breathing. I let go of her hair, running my palm down the back of her neck, across her shoulder blade, down to her hip. It felt backwards to only now be exploring her body after blowing my load all over her, but I didn’t care. Not really.
“Good thing we don’t have another roommate,” Sloane purred over her shoulder at me. “Because you made enough noise to wake up anyone else living here.”
“Probably the neighbors, too,” Knox said, resting back on his haunches.
