Page 66 of Necessary Roughness
Me:As much as I want to, my next class is across campus, and I only have ten minutes to get there. I didn’t plan my schedule very well this semester.
Logan:So Knox gets to fuck you in empty classrooms but I don’t? Wow. Quarterbacks get to have all the fun.
Me:He told you about that?
Logan:Fuck yeah he did. I’ve been fantasizing about all the classrooms I want to bang you in since Monday. This auditorium would suck, but my Physics lab has a couch in it!
Me:Maybe you’ll get a chance another time. But not today. I promise tonight will be worth the wait.
Logan:Hmm.
Logan:Knox said you want us to be less gentle with you.
Me:Yes indeed.
Logan:I didn’t think we were being gentle with you so far, but if you want rougher, I can do rougher :-) Got any specific requests?
Me:Use your imagination. Because let me emphasize: my body is yours to use HOWEVER you want.
Logan:Great. Now I have a big old boner in the middle of class.
That evening, I took a long bath and scrubbed every inch of myself, getting extra clean. I had some interesting ideas about what I wanted to try with the guys tonight. Or at least what I planned to casually suggest to them.
I was nervous that they wouldn’t be into it. But that was part of the excitement.
Then I slipped into another piece of lingerie that had originally been intended for Troy, but which I hadn’t gotten a chance to use since he dumped me. How fitting that I would get to show it off to my twonewlovers. The lace from the bra peeked out the top of my dress, giving a sexy little hint at what was underneath. I smiled at my reflection in the mirror.
Perfect.
I was just putting on my lipstick when I heard the doorbell ring. A thrill of adrenaline filled me as I wondered if Logan and Knox were surprising me here instead of at their place like we’d agreed. More likely, it would be the twins dropping in to say hi and give me some encouragement—and good-natured teasing—before my night with the football players.
I heard Morgan answering the door, so I continued putting on my makeup. It never even occurred to me that it was a visitor for her. As far as I could tell after two weeks, Morgan didn’t have any friends. That fact would have made me sad if she wasn’t such an ass all the time.
“Sloane?” she called. “You have a guest.”
Guest, singular. Maybe it was Jayden by himself? I put down my lipstick and practically skipped out of my room.
I stopped in my tracks when I saw who was standing in the doorway. “Mom?”
“Surprise!” she said, hurrying forward to squeeze me in a hug.
“What are you doing here?” I asked.
“When we spoke on the phone this morning, you told me you didn’t have any plans tonight. So I decided to stop in and take my daughter to dinner. Your father has been working on that old Mustang of his, and I’m absolutelysickof the noise. You look nice.” She stepped back and inspected me in the way only a mother could.
I quickly adjusted the straps on my dress to cover up the edges of my bra. “This is my roommate, Morgan,” I said, hoping to distract her.
“Pleased to meet you,” Morgan said as they shook hands.
“You’re going to have to sign our guest book,” I explained.
Mom’s face twisted in confusion. “Guest book? What on earth?”
“Parents are exempt from the rules,obviously,” Morgan said.
Sure. Like anything about her stupid rules made sense.
“Are you sure you’re free tonight?” Mom asked, eyes locking onto my cherry red lips.
