Who: Roxy and Caden When: Evening. Thursday September 7 Where: Home Warning: turns NSFW Status: Complete
Caden was happy to have an evening off from the bar. He’d opened and worked through the early evening before calling it a day and driving home. There was one thing to be said about working in one of the only bars in town - he didn’t need a newspaper to stay caught up on what was happening around Point Pleasant. People came in and talked… they drank and they talked some more. Caden wasn’t sure what was rumor and what was true, but he listened. He liked knowing what was going on. Someone had been killed overnight… an animal attack supposedly. The Blackwater Butcher was back in town, which Caden already knew, considering the guy had come into the bar a couple days ago and spoke with Mila. Small town gossip could be irritating as fuck - usually when he was the subject of it - but it could also be beneficial.
After Caden parked next to his home, he grabbed his cigarettes and phone and headed inside. Roxy’s car was out front, so unless she was with Mila, he knew she was home. He stepped inside and called out for her, setting his things on the tiny table near the door. He was hungry, and couldn’t decide if he wanted to take her out to dinner or order in. It would depend on her mood, he supposed.
Roxy had been off work for the day, so she’d filled it with doing some things around the house and then taking food to Gavin. Which hadn’t ended on a great note, but whatever. She’d done her quasi-sister-in-law duty, and maybe the kids would appreciate that she’d left food, even if Gavin really didn’t.
She’d texted a bit with Caden throughout the day, so she knew approximately when he was coming home. If he was hungry, she had some stuff she could heat up easily, but she honestly didn’t feel much like cooking. Roxy had kind of felt bummed out all day, but she knew if she seemed like it, Caden would get annoyed, so she had worked on at least looking like she felt better. She’d showered and curled her hair a bit, and was in one of the short comfortable nighties that Caden liked so much when she heard his truck pull up.
Roxy emerged from the short hallway that led to the bedroom when he called, smiling faintly as she walked up to him. “Hey babe,” she said, moving in to give him a kiss.
Caden smiled when he saw Roxy, and he leaned down to kiss her back, his hand sliding around her backside to squeeze one ass cheek before he pulled away. "Hungry?" he asked, moving toward the kitchen so he could grab a beer. She looked ready for bed already, so he wasn't going to make her change and drag her out to eat. "You know I'm a shit cook, but if you help me out, we might be able to make something edible." Helping Caden really meant taking over and cooking while he watched and occasionally handing her something, but he tried, at least. "Or we could order in, I guess."
That smile did her heart good to see, so much that she didn’t mind the ass squeeze at all. Not that she did very often, but sometimes it was annoying to get groped all the time. But the smile meant Caden was in a good mood, and that was a good start to the evening. Roxy trailed along behind him toward the kitchen. “Let’s order in,” she said, fully aware of what ‘helping’ Caden cook was like. She doubted he wanted to go out after just getting home. “You want Chinese? Or a pizza?” She wandered over to the fruit bowl and grabbed a clementine to start peeling.
Caden pulled the beer bottle from the fridge and twisted the cap off before tossing it into the trash bin. He leaned against the other side of the counter and took a swig from the bottle. "Pizza," he said after a moment of thought. "Can you order so I can change?" If they were staying in, he wanted to be a bit more comfortable. "Might want to get a large or something in case Aaron shows up." His brother rarely called ahead to ask if he could stop by. Depending on Caden's mood, he usually didn't mind, but he wasn't big on having to feed his siblings.
“Sure.” Roxy gave a little chuckle as she pulled a piece of the orange free to pop in her mouth. “If Aaron shows up, I’m turning off all the lights and hiding like I do for the Jehovah’s Witnesses,” she said dryly. She wouldn’t really, but God was it tempting sometimes. That boy really needed to learn how to cook. Or to get a steady girlfriend again; they saw a lot less of him whenever that happened. Roxy moved forward, setting her orange aside to slide her hands around Caden’s ribs as she looked up at him with a little smile. “Kinda want you all to myself tonight,” she murmured.
Caden chuckled. He could just see Aaron trying to peer into the windows if the lights went out. And it amused him that Roxy would hide, or did, when the Jehovah's came around spouting their rhetoric of horseshit. Caden had no problem opening the door and telling them to fuck off before they've asked if he'd found Jesus. Or whatever the fuck they were looking for. And he didn't give it a lot of thought, really, but occasionally he had the same thought as Roxy, that Aaron needed a woman to take care of him properly so Caden and Roxy didn't have to. Caden moved his beer to the side when Roxy approached, and he cocked a brow and looked down at her, a small smirk playing at his lips. "Yeah? Why's that? You miss me today?"
God, she loved that smirk. No matter how many issues they had in their relationship -- and there were plenty of Issues -- that cocky little smile of Caden’s always did pleasant things to Roxy’s insides. “Mmhmm,” she hummed. “I always miss you, baby.” Except when he was being an asshole, of course. But he wasn’t right now, and his body felt lovely under her hands as she stroked them down to his hips to slip under the hem of his shirt. Roxy knew he would want to shower and everything before they really got down, but nothing wrong with touching her man a bit, right? “Have a good day?” she murmured, though it didn’t much matter at the moment. Whatever kind of day it had been, she was going to make it better.
Despite the fact that he was in a decent mood, Caden knew that wasn't entirely true. He was sure there were days she was relieved to be rid of him, and vice versa. But he let it go, enjoying the way she touched him. She smelled good and her hands were warm and Caden relaxed against her. "Decent day," Caden said. "Glad to be done with it, though." He lifted his free hand to push some of her hair back behind her shoulder. "What about you? What'd you do today?"
“This and that,” Roxy answered with a slight shrug. Dammit. She probably shouldn’t have asked him, since he rarely thought to ask her first. She ran her hands up the smooth skin of Caden’s back, already hoping the rest of it wouldn’t tank his mood. It was so easy to do. “Took Gavin some of the tamales I made the other night, for him and the kids ... cleaned the bathroom, did some laundry ... watched Real Housewives ... missed my studmuffin ...” She offered up a little smile at him.
Caden winced a bit. "C'mon, don't call me that," he said. Studmuffin. Did people even say that anymore? It reminded him of some of the girls at Cherries, buttering up guys by calling them studmuffin and sweetie pie. Phony shit to get more money out of them. He didn't pull away from her though, her hands still feeling good against his back. He didn't care much about the cleaning, or television watching - although those Real Housewives shows annoyed the shit out of him. He took a drink of his beer, trying not to let the mention of Gavin sour his mood. "He ask you to bring him food?" Caden asked after a moment, returning his attention to Roxy's face. "Hasn't he figured out how to use the oven yet?"
Roxy just enjoyed being cutesy at Caden sometimes, because it annoyed him. While that wasn’t always a good idea, depending on his mood, sometimes it was funny. And she knew he hated her shows, so she saved them for when he wasn’t around. It was more fun to binge anyway, and it made good background noise for when she was cleaning house. Roxy stroked his back and lightly scratched at it in the spots she knew he liked, meeting his eyes. He couldn’t get mad with her being all cute and with her cleavage out, right? Roxy knew better, but one could hope. “No, he didn’t ask me,” she said. “I just had extra, and thought they might like something other than burgers and fries and pizza.” Roxy shrugged, careful to say ‘they’ and not just ‘him.’ Because it was for the kids too, when Gavin had them.
Caden didn't know any teenage kids who wouldn't live every day on pizza or burgers and fries. He had, anyway. "Gavin's their dad," Caden pointed out. "You ought to let him be a parent, instead of tryin' to take care of everyone over there." He wasn't entirely convinced Gavin didn't invite Roxy over, even in an indirect way. He honestly didn't understand why his brothers kept depending on him to take care of their shit. Aaron he supposed he understood, since he was younger and didn't have anyone. But Gavin had been married and had kids. He didn't need Caden's girlfriend over there cooking him dinner. It annoyed him, and it was made worse by the fact that Caden was pretty sure Gavin knew it annoyed him.
Roxy gave a little sigh, her face falling a tad bit. None of them understood her compulsion to take care of them, how she’d been raised, and how empty it felt to not have any blood siblings or niblings around to look after. None of her real family wanted much to do with her, besides her mother’s weekly intrusive phone calls. It sucked not to be needed. Work didn’t fill that hole, and neither did everything she did for Caden, really. Serving one’s man was different than serving family, and the Lucas brothers were the only family she really had. But now Caden and Gavin both had more or less told her to stop, so she supposed that was it.
“Fine,” she muttered, much like she had to Gavin earlier in the day. “No more leftover delivery.” Because that was what it was -- she wasn’t cooking for him, just ... extra. Roxy pulled her hands out from under Caden’s shirt and reached for the clementine she’d abandoned. She started to turn away from Caden. “What kind of pizza do you want?”
He simply couldn't comprehend any need to help others out. He and his brothers looked out for each other, but that was that. Even then they were sometimes pretty shit with it. Caden watched her go and took another drink of his beer before his brows drew together thoughtfully. "Are you really going to start pouting because I told you to let Gavin take care of himself? Or are you pouting 'cause you don't get to drop in and spend quality time with him anymore. I'm not really sure which it is." If she wanted to give Gavin leftovers, why not take them to the bar? He wasn't entirely sure why she had to go to his house... especially on a day she knew Caden was working.
Roxy let out a loud ‘uuuugh’ sound and rolled her eyes and she turned to look at him again. “It’s not quality time, Caden,” she said. “I go, make sure he’s still breathin’, I say hi, I love on the dogs for a minute, I get my tupperware, stick shit into his fridge while he awkwardly mopes around like he does, ask about the kids, we say our goodbyes and I leave. No hugs, no fun, no nothin’.” She made hand gestures as she spoke, as if lining up the invisible timeline of how it always happened. “He don’t even like me, I dunno what you’re so paranoid about. He told me today not to come over there without you anymore, so I guess you’re both getting what you want.” Roxy didn’t want to even try to explain why she felt pouty, because she knew he wouldn’t get it. She pulled a piece of orange free and popped it sullenly into her mouth.
Caden said nothing, but drank more of his beer, letting that bit of information roll over in his mind. Gavin told her not to come around anymore? Why? It was stupid of him to be offended, given he didn't want Roxy going over there alone either, but another part of him wanted to know what Gavin had against Roxy in the first place. Unless his brother actually got it through his skull that Caden didn't like it. "So give him leftovers at the bar," Caden suggested, feeling marginally better about the situation. Conflicted feelings or not, he was getting what he wanted, so he didn't have to scowl about it anymore. He still didn't like that she'd gone over there in the first place, but it was what it was. "Or better yet, leave the leftovers for me, since I think I'd appreciate your cooking a hell of a lot more than a couple of kids."
It would make sense to bring stuff to the bar, but Roxy hadn’t wanted to make a Thing of it in front of other people. The Lucases were nothing if not proud -- the oldest two, anyway -- and she knew it would irritate Gavin for people to think he was taking charity from her or something. So Roxy had kept it private. But just then, she figured she would just not do it at all. Leave all the leftovers for Caden. She didn’t think he appreciated her cooking hardly at all, honestly. At least not out loud, to her. So she just shrugged and munched on another slice of orange. It didn’t matter, she couldn’t win, and Roxy was fucking tired of thinking about it tonight. “What do you want on the pizza?” she asked again, her dark gaze ticking to Caden’s face and then away again.
They had been together long enough for Caden to recognize when Roxy was in a mood. She didn't get what she wanted, apparently, and now she was going to mope about the house all night. It wasn't what he wanted, and he wasn't in the mood for it either. "Forget about pizza. I'll figure something else out," Caden said, setting the half empty beer aside and pushing away from the counter to start down the hall for their bedroom. "If you're going to sulk about shit, I'm not in the mood to deal with it tonight, Rox."
Anger flashed through her. She hated that Caden got to rage around or be moody when he felt like it, but she wasn’t allowed to have emotions, ever. Gritting her teeth, she moved to follow him. “I’m not fucking sulking,” she snapped. “I’m just trying to stop talking about something that annoys you in the first place. It kinda hurt my feelings, I don’t wanna beat a dead horse, okay?” Not that Caden ever cared about that. She knew she probably should just let him dismiss her and walk away to “figure something else out” about dinner, like she wouldn’t be involved anymore. If he left the house again without her ...
Caden rolled his eyes and walked into their bedroom to strip off his t-shirt. "Yeah, well, I was tryin' to talk to you about it so you wouldn't be hurt about it. If I'm still talkin' to you about it, you talk about it. Don't fucking ignore what I'm saying." He balled up his t-shirt and tossed it into the dirty laundry basket in the corner of their bedroom. He began to unbuckle his belt next. Maybe he'd take a shower and go over to Aaron's. Make his brother feed him for a change. "Why the hell would it hurt your feelings? It's just fucking food."
Roxy stood in the doorway, watching him and crossing her arms over her ample chest. “I wasn’t ignoring you,” she insisted. “I just don’t know how to explain it how you’ll understand. It’s not just fucking food to me.” She sighed and lifted one hand to rub it over her face. “I miss having family, you know? I miss my brothers. They’re not here, so all I have is you and your brothers. And you know how my family is about food.” Meals in the Muñoz household were about more than food. Feeding each other was a sign of love, it was about family and community, and those traditions ran deep in more than just her family. It was their whole culture. “And he’s got nobody but us, I bet he’s not even fucking anybody. Y’all don’t talk about shit with each other, so ... I was just tryin’ to help, let him know we think about him.” Her tone had softened by the time she got to the end, though whether it was calm or defeat, Roxy didn’t know anymore.
Caden sighed and tossed his belt onto their bed. He knew what she said made sense to her. It was just difficult to put himself in her shoes, to look at feeding family as showing some kind of emotion other than not wanting them to starve. He was still close with his siblings, but he didn't give a shit about his parents. Sure, he visited when he felt he had to, but there was just...nothing there when he thought about his mom and dad. He tried to imagine Gavin sitting alone at home when his kids were with their mom, and he supposed it was nice for Roxy to make sure he had food. Caden just didn't like the idea of her popping by Gavin's home whenever she felt like it, taking care of him... like a wife would. "So give him food," Caden said finally, turning back to look at Roxy. "I just don't want him starting to think something else is there. Don't they say the quickest way to a man's heart is through his stomach? That shit's true, Roxy."
It always came down to possessiveness with him, didn’t it? Almost every time. Roxy let her shoulder slump a little and gave him a gentle “c’mon” sort of look. She moved forward and lightly ran her fingers down his arm. “Babe,” she said. “It’s not like that, like, at all. I couldn’t be less interested in Gavin, and I’m pretty sure it’s the same for him. You can ask him. Look, I even flipped him off as I was leaving, and not in a nice way, you know? I’ll just start bringing shit to the bar, like you said, and it’ll be fine.” She tried a little smile out on him, hoping he was placated now. It was all genuine and true, Roxy just wished Caden would know that and they wouldn’t have to have these conversations.
Caden wasn't going to ask Gavin if he was interested in Roxy. He could just see how that conversation would go, and it would likely end in bloody knuckles for the both of them. His lips twitched briefly when Roxy mentioned flipping off Gavin earlier, and the mental image of that had him relaxing a bit against her. Since she agreed to bring food to the bar from now on, Caden felt the lingering irritation start to dull and fade. She was agreeing to his suggestions without the attitude, and that's what he appreciated. Caden reached for her, slipping an arm around her waist so he could pull her close. He ducked his face down to kiss her. "Thanks," he murmured. "That's all I'm askin'."
That was much better. Roxy pressed against Caden’s solid warmth and kissed him back, letting it linger a bit, just because. Everything was so much better when things were peaceful and he was happy with her. That wasn’t always possible, as often they pissed each other off beyond belief, but the good times made it worthwhile. In Roxy’s opinion, anyway. She lightly rested her hand on his bare abdomen, allowing herself to enjoy it now that the tension had died down. Once the kiss ended, she smiled at him again, easier now. “Wanna get cleaned up and I’ll order us a Works?” she offered in a murmur, hoping that he was actually going to stick around for dinner now. She hadn’t been lying when she said she wanted some time with him.
"Yeah," Caden said with a small nod. He would stay for dinner and see where things went from there. He had no plans to go anywhere, at least. He kissed her again before pulling away to finish getting undressed so he could take a quick shower. He wasn't sure whether or not he would actually talk to Gavin about all of this, but chances were that he wouldn't. Roxy wasn't wrong when she said he and his brothers never talked about anything. They didn't. Not the important shit, anyway, and he was fine with that. It worked for them, otherwise they were fighting. "You want me to text Aaron and let him know the pizza delivery man at our place isn't an invitation?" Caden asked over his shoulder as he padded toward the bathroom.
Roxy trailed along for a moment, just to watch her naked man. Caden was a lot of things, and insanely hot was not the least of them. She laughed at what he said, glad that he at least seemed amenable to spending some time with just her tonight. So far, anyway. “Yes please,” she said. She didn’t mind Aaron too much, he was at least more personable than Gavin was, but he could get tiresome if he came around too often. Which he tended to do. “That boy needs a girlfriend, STAT.” Once Caden had started the shower up, Roxy turned to make her way back to the living room where her phone was. It was time to order a pizza and get more settled in.
Caden chuckled as he entered the bathroom. He took a quick shower, and once he finished, dried off and changed into a pair of gym shorts he generally wore to bed. Caden wandered back out to the living area and picked up his phone to send a quick text to Aaron to stay MIA tonight. Aaron probably did need a girlfriend, but knowing his brother's track record with women, and his inability to stay faithful to them, a girlfriend would only be a temporary distraction. Gavin was the smart brother who hadn't moved into Seaview Village with the other two. Caden was sure it was more than just proximity for Aaron. Roxy was here, and she was much more welcoming than Gavin.
"You know, downside to Aaron havin' a girlfriend is he eventually fucks up and she dumps him, then he's here even more 'cause he's pouting and depressed," Caden reminded Roxy as he set his phone down again and went for another beer in the fridge. "It's a vicious cycle."
While Caden showered, Roxy ordered their food (and some cheesy breadsticks, because yum) and took her lounging spot on the couch. She turned the TV on with the volume low, aimlessly flipping around until Caden emerged. She looked around and chuckled a bit at what he said about Aaron -- it was the unfortunate truth, the youngest Lucas seemed to be a giant fuckup when it came to relationships. “Mmmhmm,” she hummed her agreement. “Someday we’ll get lucky and some girl will put up with him for the long run.” They could hope and pray, anyway. Aaron was the kind of guy who was going to need someone caring and patient for the long term. Roxy didn’t personally know any girls she would want to saddle with him, but maybe someone nice would move into town.
"Plenty of girls can put up with stupid. Not many of 'em put up with dicking around." Caden moved to sit down next to Roxy, reaching out to pull her close to him. He and Roxy had their ups and downs, but even during their downs, Caden had at least always been faithful to her. Aaron just didn't think with much else other than his dick. It was what it was. Everyone knew it. "Aaron wouldn't know what to do with a nice girl if she bit him in the ass. Well... shit, he'd know what to do with her then, but you know what I mean." He pressed a kiss against Roxy's hair. "Think I got the nicest girl in town anyway."
Roxy shifted over to lean against Caden happily, all of the aggravation from earlier forgotten, as it often was once they were snuggling. She settled her head against his shoulder, her hand resting on his thigh, and gave a little laugh. “Dunno who else would agree with you, but thanks babe,” she answered, amused. Roxy could be pleasant to people in general and she loved her friends and her pseudo-family, but she didn’t think of herself as nice. There were plenty of people who pissed her off and she was nasty to, her tolerance for bullshit was low. But the compliment was still nice. She tilted her face up to kiss Caden’s jaw. “Don’t worry about Aaron. The right girl will straighten him out someday. Men in love don’t cheat. He’s just never been there yet.”
Caden chuckled again. Roxy could be a mean bitch, he knew that, but she was still the only one in town he wanted. He enjoyed flirting, sure, and looking, but he hadn't strayed yet, and he didn't plan to. Besides, he couldn't imagine sex with anyone else would be as good as sex with Roxy. "I'm not worried about Aaron. Dude's a grown ass adult. He's just got to learn to take care of himself, with or without a woman." To be honest, Caden sometimes wondered if any of the Lucas siblings were capable of being in love. It was something that surfaced when he'd been drinking too much, but Caden tried not to put too much into it. Stupid ass psychobabble bullshit. He let his hand slide down her side, liking the feel of the material against his hand. He cupped her breast then, comfortable now that their argument was finished.
It turned into a fairly nice evening, watching some of their shows together while they ate pizza. They were always less likely to argue when they weren’t talking to each other, funny how that worked. Roxy cuddled back into Caden’s side once they were done eating, moving his hand back to where it had been on her breast. She loved being with him when things were good, and she likewise didn’t have any interest in anyone else in the world, much less in this tiny-ass town.
Once the episode they were watching was over, Roxy shifted her position. She got up on her knees and slung one leg over Caden’s lap, a little smirk rising up on her lips. She settled her weight against him and draped her arms around his bare shoulders. “Now what do you wanna do?” she murmured, her tone suggestive.
Caden smirked softly when Roxy straddled his lap, and his hands moved instinctively to rest on her hips. He didn't mind playing dumb, at least for a little bit. "I don't know. I'm really open to anything... you got any ideas?" he asked, letting his hands slide down to her thighs where he massaged her skin with his thumbs. Now that things were quiet between them, Caden let his eyes roam over her cleavage. "We could watch more tv... watch a movie... invite Aaron over and play some cards," he added, a grin spreading across his face as he looked up at her.
The innocent act made Roxy grin a bit, and she laughed as he mentioned Aaron. “You’re so mean,” she murmured, not looking like she minded at all. One of Roxy’s eyebrows lifted then and she smirked. “Unless you want your brother here while I fuck your brains out?” She knew what he would think of that, so it was nowhere near serious. Roxy loved the feel of his hands on her, and she slowly started to rock her hips against him a bit, arching her back to push her breasts out some more. Roxy wet her lips and leaned in close like she was about to kiss him, but just hovered instead. “I’ve got better ideas,” she whispered.
Caden snorted softly at the thought of Aaron coming anywhere near their house while he and Roxy were fucking. His brother knew that if no one answered the door after the first knock, that he needed to take his ass home. Caden slipped his hands beneath her nightie to touch her bare skin. He pushed his hips up into her, his cock already coming to life and starting to harden. "Yeah?" His hands moved back around to her ass and he guided her a bit harder against him. "Guessin' it's got somethin' to do with fucking my brains out, right?" And he was more than on board with that, especially after the day he'd had. Besides, a tiny part of him wanted it just to somehow... reclaim her after she'd visited Gavin. Caden knew nothing had happened there, but there was a primal urge to make sure Roxy knew who she belonged to.
The material between them was thin and soft, and the way Caden pulled her against his crotch made Roxy throb a bit. She scraped her teeth over her full bottom lip and hummed an affirmative noise as she rocked against him, deliberately slow. She loved feeling him get hard against her, especially with so little effort. “But that’s not all,” she murmured, smirking faintly again. Roxy dipped in to kiss him, keeping it slow and heated and letting the way his lips felt against her fill her with warmth. They were good at turning each other on, that had always been true, and was probably part of why they were still together. After another moment or two, Roxy pulled away and slipped backward off of Caden’s lap, settling on her knees on the floor between his legs. She smiled wickedly up at him as she reached for the front of his gym shorts to pull it down.
Caden didn't stop her when she slipped from his lap. His lips tingled from her kiss and his body was more than ready for what she was getting on her knees to do. No, Roxy never failed to turn him on, even when he was angry with her. Sometimes angry sex was a hell of a lot better than any other kind. But this was good too. More than good, because he knew how fucking amazing Roxy was at giving head, and he was never going to say no to it. He lifted his hips to push his boxers down further, just to keep them out of the way. Then his hand slid through her hair. He didn't try to move her, but he wanted his hand in her hair for the physical contact alone.
Because she knew how much he liked the visual and to have access to her tits, Roxy shrugged the straps of her nightie off her shoulders and nudged it down. She rested her chest against Caden’s thighs as she leaned in to lightly nuzzle at his cock. He didn’t like to be teased for too long, but Roxy enjoyed pushing it sometimes. She liked him a little aggressive when it came to sex. Tossing another glance upward, she pressed soft kisses up his length, humming a bit to show just how much she enjoyed it. Her tongue came next, sliding over warm skin as she moved her hand to cup and massage his balls.
Caden enjoyed watching everything Roxy did to him, so he rested his head back against the couch, his hand still resting loosely in her hair. The feel of her lips, and then her tongue, on his cock was the closest thing Caden supposed he'd get to heaven, so he let himself enjoy it. He exhaled through his nose, careful not to shift around too much beneath her. She was the only girlfriend he'd ever really had who seemed to enjoy giving head, and she was damn good at it too. Caden met her gaze when she peered up at him, and he readjusted his grip in her hair, tightening his fingers around the dark strands, just a little. Not enough to stop her, at least, just enough to let her know he had some control still.
It was easy to be good at a thing when you loved doing it, and Roxy did love doing this. Even when it was rougher. There was just something so powerful about having a man’s most vulnerable part in her mouth, and being in control of giving pleasure. Mostly in control, anyway. She hummed around Caden’s cock at the feel of his fingers in her hair, finally slipping her pillowy lips over the head and sucking lightly. She gently ran her nails down the underside of his shaft to tease, then took him deeper into her mouth. Roxy didn’t plan to get him off this way -- she wanted him inside of her before it was all said and done -- but she didn’t mind spending a little time indulging him. Maybe it was part apology, too.
Caden groaned low in his throat, his eyelids growing heavier as Roxy's lips enveloped him. There were days where this was all he really wanted. He was content with Roxy on her knees, sucking him off to completion. It rarely took her very long, because she knew exactly how Caden liked it, the light teasing, the way she'd cup his balls. Tonight he knew he wanted to fuck her before it was all said and done, but damned if he wasn't going to enjoy this for a bit longer. Caden's free hand moving over her bare shoulder and down to cup a breast. He fanned his thumb over her nipple before pinching lightly. Being able to touch her only made everything feel that much better and Caden tried not to rock up too sharply into her mouth.
Roxy lived for those noises from him, soft as they sometimes were, and she let out her own moan around him. She arched her back a bit more at the feel of his hand at her breast, though it didn’t do much for the position of them, it was just an instinctual reaction. Roxy wouldn’t have said she was submissive, exactly, she just loved fucking her man. Sometimes he took it a little too far for her taste, but rarely, and those times were far away right then. She bobbed her head over Caden’s cock, squeezing the base of it in the circle of her fingers while her free hand snuck down between her legs to tease herself a little too. She wanted to be wet and ready.
Caden knew exactly what Roxy was doing with her free hand, and it served to turn him on even more. If there was anything sexier than watching a woman give him a blow job, it was watching her pleasure herself. If he'd had any patience, he might have made her lay back on the couch just so he could watch her finger herself for a bit. But Caden wasn't patient. Not anymore. He pushed his hips up again, grunting softly as the fire licked down his spine and his balls tightened. He gripped her hair hard to tug her off of his cock, not caring that he wasn't entirely gentle about it. "C'mere," Caden said hoarsely, not ready to come quite yet.
Sharp heat shot down through Roxy as Caden pulled her head up, and she gave a little groan as she stared at him with heavy-lidded eyes for a moment. Roxy licked her lips, pulling back at his grip in her hair before she actually started to move. She pushed herself up, standing for a moment to push her panties down and off. Roxy pulled her nightie up -- not that it had far to go -- and straddled Caden’s lap. She caught his cock between their bodies, but she could only wait for one or two hip-rolls before she was angling her body to let him slide into her. Enough teasing was enough. “Fuck,” Roxy breathed softly, her arms wrapped around his shoulders again to keep their faces close.
Caden reached for her as soon as she slipped onto his lap, his hands gripping her hips to help her rock over him. He felt her slick heat against him and groaned in anticipation. Caden loved that she took charge right then, as he wasn't sure he could bear anymore teasing. As soon as he felt the tip of his cock slip inside of her body, Caden pulled her tight against him and thrust upward to bury himself to the hilt. His hot breath panted out against her throat and he instinctively thrust again, harder this time. The selfish side of him - the one that usually won out - wanted to rut and fuck until he exploded inside of her, but Caden also knew if he did that, this would be over well before he was ready. So he forced himself to relax, his hands roaming around Roxy's ass and up her back. Her skin was soft and warm, her breasts a pleasant weight against his chest. Caden began peppering soft kisses along her collarbone, allowing his body to slow down and enjoy what was happening.
Roxy let out a soft cry at that second hard thrust, pleasure shooting up her spine. It had become clear from the first time they’d fucked -- which hadn’t been too long after she started working at the bar, she wasn’t ashamed to admit -- that her body loved Caden’s. He was gorgeous, he was built exactly how she liked her men to be built, and his cock was a perfect fit for her. She’d gotten addicted to him rapidly, and she liked to think it was mutual. It didn’t hurt that she was multi-orgasmic and almost always got off more than once with her man. Roxy touched him back as much as she could, her hands and fingernails raking lightly over his shoulders and neck and up over his short hair. She groaned as she started to roll her hips, grinding on his cock as she rubbed her sensitive flesh against his firm lower belly. She could tell Caden was on edge, so she didn’t bounce too much yet, just enjoyed the sensation of him inside of her while her own pleasure built.
Even during the low points in their relationship, their sexual compatibility never suffered. Caden found he could fuck Roxy no matter what his mood, and she rarely seemed to mind it. He gripped her ass again and squeezed gently before guiding her over him with a low groan. Caden let his head fall back against the couch, his eyes cracking open to watch her move against him. The pleasure licked down his spine, causing his muscles to tense and strain in an effort to hold back. The thoughts rose, unbidden, in his mind of Roxy at Gavin's house, feeding him... taking care of him. It was an argument that was long over, and dealt with, but the possessive side of him resurfaced, the green eyed monster rearing its ugly head and causing Caden to close his eyes and try to block the mental images of his brother fucking his girl. He brought his hand up to wrap his fingers around her throat, not to squeeze, but to apply enough pressure that she would feel it. A small grunt escaped him as he thrust upward again, craving more friction.
She stared back down at Caden, happily oblivious to what he was thinking about. A hand at her throat wasn’t unusual, and if Roxy was being honest, it was kind of a turn on. While she didn’t like it when he was angry, she liked the way he fucked her when he was. He didn’t look angry at the moment, just like he was intensely gazing up at a sex goddess, and that suited her just fine. Roxy tilted her head back a bit, catching her full bottom lip between her teeth as she started to move with more purpose, giving him the friction he wanted. She may have been a bigger girl, but Roxy knew how to work her hips and back, and she started up a better thrusting rhythm, her hands braced against Caden’s chest. Her breath was coming with little whimpers now as she got closer to her own edge.
Caden had always been of the mind that Roxy must somehow enjoy fighting with him, given how quickly her body responded to his touch, even when they had spent however long screaming at each other. He had hit her before and found her wet and ready when he'd slip his hand into her panties, and it felt like justification somehow. He didn't care that she didn't know what he was thinking about. All that mattered was that she knew she was his, as much as he was hers. His fingers tightened slightly on her throat and Caden groaned again as she moved to meet his thrusts. Reaching down between their bodies, Caden slipped his fingers between her splayed thighs, finding her clit to pinch and rub to get her there. He was close, and while Caden sometimes felt selfish enough to get off before her - some fucked up form of punishment, he guessed - he wanted to feel her squeeze and throb around his cock before he came.
It didn’t take but a second or two of Caden’s fingers against her to set Roxy off. She came quickly and often with him, if he went down on her or lasted long enough for that, and it was always powerful. Her breath caught and her hips bucked hard as pleasure flashed through her like lightning. Roxy gave a loud cry, leaning a bit into the press of Caden’s hand on her throat as her eyes rolled closed and her body clenched around him. Her spine shuddered, and she felt that familiar overwhelming desire to feel him come inside of her. Roxy had been on birth control for years, but something about that feeling satisfied some deep need she didn’t fully understand. She was his, for better or worse, and she loved it when he claimed her that way.
Caden didn't let up when he started to feel Roxy come. He stroked her through her orgasm, his breath escaping his lips in shallow, harsh pants. He never got tired of the way her body squeezed around him, the pleasure he could see on her face. It never failed to satisfy him, knowing he was the one who was making her come. No one else. If he'd had any willpower tonight, he might have waited, wanting to make her come again, and again until she was sobbing his name. But Caden could feel that all too familiar heat spread throughout his body, and his arms quickly wrapped around her body to tug her close. He thrust into her again and again, burying his face between her breasts until he finally came with a low grunt, his body tensing as he spilled inside of her.
Caden’s relentless pounding only served to draw Roxy’s orgasm out, and her cries got louder as one climax spiralled into almost another one. The warmth glowed hotter in her lower belly as she felt him swell and throb inside of her. Her fingers curled against the back of his neck as she rolled her hips as much as she could to make it feel good, a dazed smile crossing her face. It had been quick compared to some of their sessions, but that was okay. They’d just needed to fuck, sometimes that was just how it was. As Caden’s body started to relax and his grip on her loosened, Roxy leaned back enough to dip her head down and kiss him, lingering there with soft, happy little hums. “I love you,” she whispered in between kisses.
"Me too," he murmured back, his hands sliding over her lower back to her ass. His mind and body were both satisfied for the moment and he relaxed against the back of the couch. Caden reached up to push her hair back behind her shoulders. He gave her a lazy smile and finally rested his hands on her hips. "Kind of feel like I need another shower," he said, his thumbs rubbing her hips. "Want to come with this time? I'll wash your hard to reach places."
Roxy was feeling good enough that she couldn’t even care that Caden didn’t really say it back. It usually drove her crazy, but her whole body was full of love and good feelings, so it didn’t matter. She could love him enough for the both of them. Roxy smiled back, her hips giving another small wiggle under his hands. “How could I say no to that?” she said. She dipped in to give him one more soft kiss, then climbed off of him. An intimate shower, maybe some more food and TV, and then they could fall asleep comfortably tangled up together. It sounded like the perfect night to Roxy.