Rough Justice (4 page)

When he finally reached her house, his headlights bounced off the marked county sheriff’s cruiser parked in the driveway. He turned off the ignition and held the keys in his hand while he sat in the darkened cab. The house was dark. Not a good sign. He doubted anyone was asleep. Flipping through the few keys, he fingered the one to Roxie’s house. Shit, did he really want to go in if she was fucking Sheriff Soto?

Of
course
she was getting banged by the fuzz.

Jay shoved open the door and leapt out. “Fuck it.” He slammed the truck door and strode up the walk. In the three years that she’d lived here, he’d never knocked and he wasn’t about to start now. Adrenaline flowed hot, nerves fired and his chest tightened. Sexual tension coiled in his gut and his cock swelled. His mouth watered and part of him, the part that didn’t want to beat the shit out of the sheriff, wanted to catch her in bed with another man.

His hands always shook on the first pitch of a game. They trembled now as he fit the key into the lock. The handle turned easily and the door cracked open. He stepped into the house, the rapid drumming of his heart pounding in his ears. He tried to listen for sounds of sex over his own labored breathing as he closed then locked the door.

What was he doing?

Could he walk into her bedroom? How would she react? What if Sheriff Soto pulled his gun and shot his ass?
Great, professional baseball player dead at twenty-six. Walked in on local sheriff fucking hot exotic dancer. Baseball player died with his balls in his hand.
Literally.

Jay reached down and stroked his cock through the worn denim. He and Roxie had once talked about bringing a third person into the bedroom, but they’d spoken of another female, one of the strippers from the club where Roxie danced. Never had they considered another male. Jay wouldn’t have thought the idea appealing. Tonight, however, he wanted in her bedroom, regardless of who else might be there.

Contents from Roxie’s purse were scattered on the floor. He continued to walk toward her bedroom then paused when he noticed light spilling into the hall. Jay followed it like a beacon, both excited and apprehensive about what he’d see. As he neared, Roxie’s distinctive sounds of orgasmic bliss floated from the room. His woman was a moaner.

He stood in the doorway.

Ah fuck. Roxie wasn’t
his
woman anymore. She was Sheriff Soto’s woman.

The heady scent of sex permeated the air. Roxie’s eyes widened and locked on Jay but she couldn’t speak. She sat at the foot of the bed with her thighs spread wide. Soto stood before her—his thick cock in her mouth as he crammed six inches of his baton in and out of her cunt.

Roxie moaned again and her eyes slid closed, whether from pleasure or frustration over not being able to speak, Jay didn’t know. Her heavy lids parted and their gazes met again. With her arms cuffed behind her back, she had no choice but to continue sucking Soto’s prick into her mouth.

Jay wanted her sucking on
his
.

“I let myself in.”

“What the fuck?” Soto yanked his cock from her mouth, simultaneously pulling the baton from her pussy as he spun. “Get the fuck out of here!” He held the baton like a weapon.

Change headline.
Baseball player bludgeoned to death with bat.

“I hope you washed your…stick…before shoving it into my girlfriend.”

Now that Roxie could speak, she whispered, “Jay.”

Soto glanced back to Roxie. “Do you live with him?”

“No, she doesn’t,” Jay said and entered the room. Sweat trickled down his spine. Shit! He’d wanted in this bedroom but the situation could become volatile. Soto glared, not that Jay blamed him. With Roxie handcuffed, thighs spread…hell, Jay would be pissed too if another man walked in. Too bad. “She left a message on my voicemail and I came to make sure she found a ride.” Jay stopped beside Soto.

Their eyes locked and a satisfied grin stretched Soto’s mouth. “She did.”

“I can see that.” Her flushed skin glowed from orgasm and her hair fell about her shoulders in sexy tangles. Roxie was aroused and waiting for more cock. Wetness glistened on her pussy and damn if Jay didn’t want to lick her clean.

“You should’ve called first,” she said.

“I did. Twice.”

“I didn’t hear my cell phone ring.”

“With your hands cuffed behind your back and the way you were swallowing Soto’s cock, you wouldn’t have been able to answer anyway.”

“I’m sorry, Jay.”

He shrugged. “You don’t owe me an apology. You can fuck whoever you want.” He touched her cheek and drew his finger along her jaw. “Do you want to fuck
me
?”

“Look, Jay, I know you used to date her,” Soto wrapped a fist around his engorged shaft, “but she’s busy tonight.”

Her gaze jerked to Ivan. “Don’t treat me like a booty call. And I don’t take appointments.”

Soto turned to Roxie. “What are you saying? Do you want me to leave?”

“No, I don’t.” She glanced back at Jay. “This is way beyond awkward.” She turned to Ivan again. “Can you uncuff me?”

“No, don’t.” Jay slowly lowered the zipper on his jeans. Having gone commando, his cock sprang free. “We can share.”

“No fucking way,” Soto said. “I don’t fuck in front of other guys.”

Jay couldn’t say the same thing. Once he’d snuck Roxie into the locker room at the field. He couldn’t say for a fact that anyone watched, but with Roxie’s moans, the whole team knew what they were doing.

Lately he hadn’t felt that rush of adrenaline with her. Roxie wasn’t to blame. Maybe the stress of trying to make the championship series was getting to him. Regardless, this seemed like the perfect solution to working off the monotony that had become his life.

Jay didn’t feel disconnected from her now. Blood surged into his shaft. His nerves tingled with awareness. Regardless of what she might say, any discord would be for show. She wanted this new foray into fornication. Taut nipples, wild, passion-clouded eyes, and Jay could smell her cream. She wasn’t done with either one of them.

“Don’t you think you should ask me?”

He smirked and arched an eyebrow. “I don’t see how you’re in any position to disagree.”

Roxie’s tongue slipped out and wet her lips. Her eyes widened as she stared at his cock. Jay pushed his jeans past his hips.

“Are you going to disagree?”

“Wait a minute…” Soto began.

Jay ignored him. The sheriff could get in the game or get out. Jay took a step closer to Roxie. “If you’re thinking of saying no, I can always duct tape your mouth. Then you won’t be able to say anything.”

“I
said
wait a minute.” Soto’s voice was firm. “I won’t force her.” This was spoken more softly—and sounded like the sheriff consenting to Jay. If Roxie agreed.

And she would. Her cheeks were flushed and she twitched as she sat at the edge of the bed. Her body language spoke of her need.

“You won’t have to force her.” Jay stroked his cock and stared at Roxie. “She wants us both.”

“Ivan…Jay’s right.” Roxie glanced from one man to the other. “Besides, Jay won’t tape my mouth shut. Do you want to know why?” One brow arched. “Because I wouldn’t be able to suck his cock.” Roxie opened her mouth and Jay slipped his penis past her lips.

“Oh, that feels good!” Firm suction gloved his engorged crown in smooth, wet heat. Jay threaded his fingers through her silken hair. Her breath tingled along his sensitive flesh. Her tongue stroked the thick, throbbing vein along the underside then worked against the slit in the head, drawing forth pre-come.

“Fuck this.” Sheriff Soto grabbed his uniform pants.

Roxie moaned and Jay pulled back.

“No, Ivan, don’t go.” Her lips tilted into a lascivious smile. “Stay.”

Jay and Ivan stared at one another. Jay had already committed the minute he’d walked into the house. Hell, he knew before he stepped out of his truck. There was nothing homosexual in his intentions, but strangely he wasn’t bothered at the idea of a ménage with a man. He stood naked in the locker room with the guys on his team just about every day. He’d never once sported a boner for any of them.

This was different.

Jay didn’t want to fuck Sheriff Soto. But he also didn’t want him to leave. “Don’t go.”

Ivan’s gaze snapped to Jay. “Why, do you plan to suck my cock while Roxie sucks yours?”

Jay chuckled and shook his head. Normally a comment like that would piss him off. Not tonight. He had no intention of sucking or fucking Soto, but he desperately wanted Roxie and Soto to continue what he’d interrupted. Seeing Roxie with the sheriff’s cock in her mouth had turned him on more than any porno flick he’d ever seen.

“No, I think Roxie wants to continue to slurp your cock.” He bent and placed a hard, aggressive kiss on her. Lips parted. His tongue snaked into her mouth and curled around hers.

A moan rumbled in her throat and her back arched. Jay palmed her breast and pinched her nipple, causing the stiff bud to tighten further. She whimpered.

Jay broke the kiss and growled. “Damn, Rox, I’ve missed you.”

“I’ve missed you too.”

“Baseball season…can’t be helped.” Half the games were on the road.

“Did you win your game?”

“Yep, now I want to celebrate.” Jay kicked off his boots then his jeans, and yanked his shirt up and dropped it on the floor. He stood naked before her with his hand wrapped around his dick. Roxie’s gaze wandered over the contours of his physique, a gleam of appreciation in her eye. She’d always liked what playing ball did for his arms and legs. He couldn’t help making the quick comparison between himself and the sheriff. Both men kept physically fit. As for cock size, Jay had seen enough dicks in the locker room to know that neither he nor Soto would disappoint Roxie.

“Ivan, don’t leave.” While still sitting on the edge of the bed, Roxie spread her thighs wide. “I can handle it.”

Ivan glanced from her to Jay. “But I’m not sure I can.”

“You two talk about it.” Jay bent his head and plucked her nipple with his lips. “I’m staying.” He curled his tongue around the stiff peak. “Hmm, you taste so good.” He sucked more of her smooth, creamy flesh into his mouth while reaching between her spread legs and thrusting his finger deep into her drenched heat.

Ah, he loved her moans. She couldn’t help how loud she cried her pleasure. Roxie fucked with her body and mind and had no problem demanding what she needed. Back arched, bracing herself up with her cuffed wrists, she begged for more.

Movement from the left caught his eye. Sheriff Soto had obviously changed his mind. He stood next to Jay in front of Roxie. Jay pulled his fingers from her slick channel and shifted his position, squatting in a catcher’s stance. With one hand on each knee, he spread her legs wider then trailed his fingers up the soft skin of her lithe thighs. He felt the trembling of her muscles. The sensation mimicked the tremors rocketing through his body.

The hot and spicy scent of Roxie’s pussy wafted to his nose, the aroma as acute as the strong male musk of Soto. The combination aroused him, pumping blood into his rigid shaft. His cock ached and his balls tingled. The coarse, springy hair on Ivan’s leg rasped against Jay’s shoulder. Awareness of the man shot adrenaline through his system. He moved closer to Roxie, giving Soto more room.

Roxie stared into the sheriff’s green eyes then leaned forward and licked the length of his thick, bobbing cock. Ivan wrapped his fingers around the base and slapped her lips with a few rapid taps. She opened wide to surround his girth and slid her lips down the length, slowly drawing back to suck him deep again.

Jay couldn’t tear his gaze away. He stared while she sucked the cop deep, moaning and humming. His own cock throbbed, pulsed and became even harder. He groaned from the intensity.

Soto tunneled his fingers into her hair. “I love your lips wrapped around my dick.”

“Roxie loves to eat cock, don’t you, sweetheart?”

The sheriff chuckled with a note of incredulity. “Jay, you’ll need to shut up so I can forget you’re in the room.” Roxie’s cheeks hollowed as she sucked. Ivan ran his finger along her jaw. “I wouldn’t be here if you hadn’t said this is what you wanted.”

Roxie moaned, pulled back and licked the crown of Ivan’s shaft. “I do want you both.” She sucked him deep again then pulled back, leaving the engorged purple head glistening. Then she glanced at Jay. “Tit for tat.” A smile played across her swollen lips. “You look hungry, Jay.”

Jay went to his knees, slid his palms under her ass and scooted her forward. Inhaling first, he then kissed the pearly plumpness of her pussy lips. Stroking his tongue over the smooth, heated folds, he lapped her intoxicating cream.

“I want you,” she said to Ivan. “And I want your cock. Put it in my mouth.”

“So she can suck you dry.”

“Jay,” Roxie scolded.

“Yeah, I’ll shut up.” Jay tuned out Ivan and relished her flavor. Damn, he loved the taste. He closed his eyes, wanting to focus on Roxie, her wanton moans as he rasped his tongue against her nub. He spread her folds with his thumbs and licked the length of her smooth, glistening cunt then stabbed his tongue into her velvety hole, fucking her with his mouth.

Ivan groaned and Jay opened his eyes. Sheriff Soto had his hands fisted in her hair, thrusting his hips with punishing force. Without the use of her arms, Roxie worked to suck his cock. Jay could see her struggling for breath.