Page 94 of Necessary Roughness
“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 itso 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 therealfun 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.”
