*~*Roxy and Richie*~*

Richie placed his hand on the small of Roxy's back as they climbed the stairs back to his usual bedroom at Jon's place. Just down the hallway from the master suite.

"That was impressive, darlin'," Richie commented as he appreciated the soft sway of her hips with both his eyes and his hand.

"Hmm?" Roxy looked back at Richie, one step behind her, "I'm sorry, I was a little distracted."

"What you did for Sadie...it was impressive," he replied and licked his lips at the sight of her ass cheek peeking out from beneath his shirt. "But now you're worried about her?"

"Yeah, a little. I should have been more forceful when I first noticed it before we started dancing." Roxy stood on the top step and turned back to the gorgeous man looking at her with deep, soulful brown eyes. God, he was divine.

"Do you think you could help with getting my mind...and my body...back to where we left off, Sir?" She looked at him coyly and wrapped her arms around his neck as he cupped her bottom with those large hands. She felt herself weep down her leg as she bent her head to kiss him.

When Richie pulled back from the kiss, he gazed at the beauty before him. Her green eyes were the color of the Mediterranean and her blond hair fell in waves over her shoulders. He was sure it would brush her nipples and he would take great pleasure in finding out. Her mouth was luscious and pink and he wanted nothing more than to lose himself within it.

His hand moved from her ass cheek and down the back her leg, scooping back up between them, finding her nectar dripping down her legs. He quirked his eyebrow at her as he sucked his finger into his mouth. Indicating with his chin, he said, "Bedroom. Now."

Roxy winked and slowly pushed each button through its respective hole, letting the shirt fall off her shoulders and pool at her feet. She turned and swayed her hips, sauntering back to their room.

She watched Richie enter behind her and lock the door with a snap. "Shall I straighten your bed out?" Roxy bent over at her waist, wiggling her ass at him.

Richie stood just inside the doorway, silent, watching, his chest pushed forward, his stance pure alpha male. He waited until she'd finished showing off, slowly becoming more uncertain in her actions. "Just gonna stand there, rockstar?" She asked, standing up and grasped her hands behind her back.

"Come here," he said, just loud enough for her to hear. He watched her every movement, every emotion playing over her face. Did she realize she was such an open book? Roxy walked tentatively to him and stopped, eyes locked on his. "Kneel."

She hesitated then dropped to her knees, staring up at him expectantly. "How can I please you, Sir?"

"Better," he nodded and slowly walked around her. "Tell me, darlin', did you have fun earlier?" he asked, standing just behind her to the right. He savored the delicate curve of her spine as it dipped and swelled down to her ass. His mouth watered. "Do you like being the center of attention?"

Roxy smirked and licked her lips. "I did, Sir, and I love being the center of attention. Having everyone watch me makes me hot." She twisted her neck a little to gaze up. "What about you? Do you like having the attention?"

"The attention of beautiful women is always a good thing," he said with a small shrug, "One on one attention is always preferred, however. Male or female makes no difference." He walked back to face her and held out his hand to her.

Roxy took his hand and felt herself flying through the air into his arms. Their faces were inches from the other, warm breath mingling in the air. "You boys have fun together?"

"Many things will be taken to the grave," he said, "They don't call me the King of Swing for my guitar playing, darlin'."

"Now now...my friend and I have been very...open," Roxy cooed, tracing Richie's lips with a fingertip. "C'mon, baby...just one secret?"

Richie inhaled deeply, her scent reaching his olfactory, triggering an instantaneous response from his cock. He considered her request and said, "Jon and I've been known to play around a little on a regular basis, and he's even slept with David. It was one of the factors of their divorces." He maneuvered her closer to the bed as he spoke. "April walked in on them one day, David had Jon bent over the couch with his cock buried to the hilt in Jon's ass. After she was done wrecking their house, she ran to Dot and told her everything in sordid detail."

"And what about you?" Roxy asked, her legs bumping the bed and she fell back onto it. "Did you fuck him too? What about here? Right here on this bed? Did you get these sheets all wet?"

"Oh darlin'," he grinned, "Many...many times. Our Jonny likes the world to think he's the badass CEO of the band where in actual fact, he's the dirtiest of us all. He's probably with the others right now."

Roxy licked her lips and lifted one foot to tease his cock, pressing it up into his belly. "What a slut. Tell me what you do to him...does he lay here and look up at you like this? Desire filling his eyes and his cock hard for you? Or do you like to tie him up and fuck his pretty little ass?"

"I don't need restraints like Lema does," Richie snarled a little, "Jonny knows that I'll withdraw my attention if he doesn't do what I say. Now...how are you gonna play this, darlin'?" He reached for her foot, the delicate toes painted a pretty pink, and rubbed the ball of her foot with his thumbs before laying a kiss against the arch.

"You tell me...Sir," Roxy moaned and dropped her head back. Her feet did always enjoy a good massage. She opened her legs to show Richie how wet the story about him and Jon made her. "What do you desire?"

"Right here, right now...all of you," he continued to kiss from her ankle to the curve of her calf, "Are you willing to give all of yourself to me? To...submit...to me?" With a whisper of touch he traced a random pattern down the inside of her leg and watched the goosebumps break out.

When he reached the junction of her thighs, he brushed his knuckles over her thin landing strip of curls. He did love a woman that still showed herself to be all woman by leaving some pubic hair.

He placed his knee between her spread legs and lowered himself down over her, holding himself up with his arms, just out of reach. He caught her eye as his tongue circled her left nipple, swirling around until it was a hot little peak before he drew it between his teeth and pulled upward.

"I'm waiting, darlin'," he said before moving his attention to her right breast.

"I submit to you, Sir and offer my body and mind for the taking," Roxy answered in a low whisper. She hummed at his touch and reached out to run her fingers through his dark hair.

"Good answer," he murmured and let her push his head down her body. He worshipped her belly with small kisses, licks, and nibbles as he made his way south pausing at her hips. He stopped and grinned at her small mewl of distress. Kneeling up, he spread her legs further and said, "Show me. Show me what you like."

Her eyes grew wide and she bit her bottom lip. "Yes, Sir." She lowered her hand and massaged around her clit, lighting her nerves on fire. From the bottom of the tiny nub, along the length of it she stroked slowly and circled it then back down. Up and down. Up and down.

Richie's eyes followed her every move and smiled at a drop of wetness that teetered on the edge of spilling. Her free hand plucked at a taut nipple and she bent her head to dart her own tongue over the stiff peak.

"Ahh! Beautiful," Richie praised softly and shifted to lie down, getting closer, kissing the soft flesh of her inner thigh. He reached out a finger and ran it through the moistness, smearing it around the darkening flesh. It had already changed from pretty pink to a flushed rosy red. He licked his lips and stilled her hand for a moment so that he could take his fill.

"Mmm...thank you, Sir...oh god, thank you," she panted, her voice wavering as she tried desperately to control herself.

"So sweet, Darlin," he murmured. He heard her murmur from above as his tongue lapped at her and using his thumbs he opened her wider, scooping his tongue into her depths. He released his hold on her fingers.

She took the hint and kept going, a second finger joining the first and massaging her clit. Knowing that he was closely watching her and his tongue playing her body like an instrument, her eyes rolled back and she arched closer to him.

"Are you close? Do you need your release, sweet darlin'?" He slipped a long finger into her gently as hers continued to tease and his tongue danced around.

His voice washed over her and Roxy whimpered. "I...I need...oh god I need it...please, Sir."

"Hands off, darlin'," he grunted and waited until Roxy had, reluctantly, removed her hands from their playground. He shifted back to his knees between her legs and swiped the head of his cock through her juices, the heat of them almost scalding him. He couldn't wait to sink himself into her depths.

Lining himself up with her slick entrance, he held his breath as he pushed through in one thrust and watched as Roxy almost came off the bed. Dear God, her pussy felt as amazing as what he'd imagined. Tight, white-hot and slick.

It was a close contest between her pussy and her mouth from earlier. His cock was buried to the hilt and he halted, letting her adjust beneath him. She stretched up to kiss him and he was lost. He took a moment to catch his breath before he started moving within her.

The breath she had been holding came out as a soft moan. He was bigger than any other client and felt as though her body was being split in two. "Oh fuck, Richie...shiiiiit..." She wrapped her legs around his waist and scratched her nails along his back, drawing blood.

He lost himself momentarily in the white-hot heat of her body. He moved to his elbows so that he could claim her mouth hungrily. She devoured his mouth greedily after tasting herself on his skin, lips, and tongue. He shifted slightly so that his length hit her hidden nerves repeatedly, brutally.

He moved back to his hands so that he could watch this beautiful creature come undone when he said, "Come for me, darlin'!"

As soon as he'd uttered the words, her eyes flew open and her mouth formed a silent scream as her climax took over. Richie hissed as her juices flooded over him and her muscles milked his length. He clenched his teeth and held off for as long as he could before he allowed himself to follow her into the abyss as he emptied himself into her.

Spurt after spurt of his hot cream coated her internal walls. "Just for you...oh god just for you, baby! Fill me up, Richie..." Roxy's body was shaking with her release and Richie buried his nose into her neck.

"Hold onto me, darlin'." She needed no further offering and her arms tightened around him, convulsing each time he moved inside her. Every ridge of his cock sent aftershocks through her and he held her through a second orgasm. "That's it, baby. Surrender your body to pleasure."

She cried out as he pulled reluctantly from her body and laid beside her, holding her to his chest as they faced each other. "Fuck..." she whispered, her hands trembling. Richie took them in his and kissed each, carelessly tossing a stray blanket over them. "Sorry..."

"For what, darlin'?

"Years of doing this and I've never come twice in a row," she confessed and blushed.

"Then the men you've been bedding haven't been doing it right. It will be my pleasure to give you many more multiples, baby," he said. He leaned forward and brushed his lips across hers, "If you want me to, that is?"

"Something tells me neither myself nor Sadie will be neglected. You and your friends are very...attentive."

"We pride ourselves on our...Jersey hospitality, baby," he smiled, "I'll be right back. Don't move."

He pushed from the bed with shaky legs and went to the ensuite to get a warm, wet washer. He flicked open the lock on the bedroom door on his way back to the bed. He had a feeling he'd be getting a nocturnal visitor later regardless if Roxy was in bed with him or not.

He grabbed a couple of waters from the dresser. He left the water on the bedside table before he climbed back into bed and proceeded to clean the mess from between Roxy's thighs.

She smiled and let Richie clean her up. "How kind of you," she giggled and spread herself for him to get every inch. He cleaned the stickiness from his cock and laid back down, letting Roxy snuggle up to him. "Can I ask you something?"

"Sure, ask away," he said. He gathered her up close to him and inhaled deeply with satisfaction. He let his fingers slip through her hair as they both relaxed after their activities.

"If you're married, what are you doing here? Trust me, I've had my share of married clients but...I dunno...never had a chance to ask."

He sighed and thought about how to word his answer. "Heather is...going through some problems at the moment. Anything I say or do sets her off on a rage," he explained, "I'd like us to try for kids too but she's very focused on her career. Jon's been...accommodating, let's say. Heather doesn't care for what happens back here, especially if she's back home, and has very little patience for the shenanigans the guys and I get up too."

"Sounds like a shitty way to start off a marriage. Sorry," she quickly apologized. "You know, when Papi asked us to come here...we had no idea what or who to expect."

"Papi?"

"Tico but Sadie and I call him that."

"So we know about Sadie's fucked up past, what about yours?" Richie asked. "Any skeletons in your closet?"

"Nothing as interesting as Sadie, thankfully," she said, tracing circles over his smooth chest, "Only child. Born late in life to solidly married parents, middle class. Mom and dad had tried for years to have children. Mom had a couple of miscarriages that nearly broke her. I think they'd just given up on having any when I came along."

"The issue with that was Mom was in her late-forties when I did arrive and Dad was 52 so they're well and truly retired now. I take care of them when things get tight. And make it seem like I can take care of them even when I can't really afford to. Those are the times I have to take on a few clients from the club to play with. The more we do with them, the more they pay."

"Do your parents know what you do?" Richie asked.

"Fuck no. It'd break their hearts if they knew their only daughter sleeps with strange men to pay for their medications."

"What do you tell them then?"

Roxy shrugged. "I tell them I bartend and that my boss is very generous. Soon as school is done, Sadie and I can take our exams to become Registered Nurses and hopefully get into a good hospital. Get as far from being a club whore as possible."

"Are you specializing in anything?" Richie asked. He was really enjoying listening to Roxy's story, hearing her strength of character.

"Pediatrics. I love working with kids and seeing them smile. It can be tough giving them shots or drawing blood, but we've got some real troopers. During the day, I work for a small family doctor and always keep lollies and stickers in my scrubs."

"You have an amazing life, baby," Richie smiled and kissed her head, "Do you want kids?"

Roxy averted her eyes from Richie, playing with his nipple hair. She exhaled and replied, "I love to have kids...but I haven't found the right person yet."

"Oh. Is there a right person in sight?"

"There's been a few Mr. Right-For-Now's but not the forever type. They get turned on at first with what we do but then get jealous. It's turned nasty a couple of times."

"Physically?! Are you kidding me?!" His anger bubbled close to the surface. No man should ever hurt a woman for doing whatever she could to survive.

"Physically...verbally. It happens. The thing that hurts most is that they think it gives them the right to sex whenever they feel like it, whether I want it too or not."

"That's rape, baby," he exclaimed and Roxy nodded.

"But because I've been in relationships with, let's say, connected people, it's always been a he said-she said situation. They've always sided with the guy and bought my silence."

Roxy sighed then partially sat up and continued, "Anyway...I've dealt with all of that. I don't want to talk about my past tonight. Let's talk about tonight instead. You should have seen your faces when you walked into the room. It was priceless. It's a shame we didn't have a camera. That was a non-negotiable in our agreement."

"T put that in?"

"No, it's a clause in the club's employment contract and Papi T is technically our boss as well. Even though we're here in Jersey, we are still representing the club and are held to the highest standards. Did you have fun tonight?"

"Fun doesn't even begin to cover it, darlin'," Richie grinned, "We haven't done anything like that in a long time." He thought for a moment then added, "I need to know, though...did I hurt you tonight? You know, because of my size."

"Hurt? No. Slightly overstretched...maybe, but damn it felt so good." She bent and kissed him, slowly, sweetly, savoring his taste.

"Mmm baby...I'm glad you approve," Richie cuddled her close, "So is your mom the reason why you chose pediatrics?"

"Yeah. I wanted to make a difference for children." Roxy smiled and nuzzled her nose into Richie's chest.

"It's a special thing you're doing then," he said. "How many would you have...with the right person? I'm an only child so I want to be able to have at least two or three. More if I can convince Heather."

"At least one boy and a girl. I hated not having any siblings growing up," she sighed. "When Sadie and I decided to rent an apartment off-campus together, it was like finally having a sister. We fight like sisters too."

"I know what that's like," he grinned, "Jon and I...we fight as hard as we love each other. It's a weird relationship but it works."

"Well I hope he shows up soon," Roxy said with a shake of her head. She looked over the blankets when a small knock came at the door. "Who the heck would still be up this late?"

"Jonny," Richie said simply, "Do you mind if he joins us, baby?"

Roxy stretched out with a satisfying crack from her back. "Not at all."

"Come in, Kidd," Richie called out and stifled a chuckle when Jon's head popped through the door.