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Dancing for Kash 18

Tatum

It's been over a week now of living in Kash's home. 

I've only talked to Daniel through text messages and haven't talked to my ex at all, or my ex roommate. I know I should. But I'm perfectly fine just avoiding all of my problems right now and luxuriating in a god damn mansion. 

I've gone shopping twice this week with Kash's card, and even though I hate to be the gold digger type, I more so spend his money because of how much he pisses me off. 

Apparently, I'm a "weakness" and Kash doesn't HAVE weaknesses. Or didn't , until now. He keeps telling me that we're nothing, keeps telling me I'm simply a live in whore. Then I try to yell at him, and then he grabs me and fucks me over,against or on the nearest surface. 

"Stop it." I say as I nudge my hip at him when he stands behind me trying to put his hands into the slits of my dress as I slip in the small diamond earrings he gave me this morning along with the dress. 

"No fucking panties" he groans into my ear as he cups my bare pussy and I give a little smile. 

"Yeah, I'm hoping to find a cute guy at this thing, and let him fuck me stupid. It's for the easy access" I say teasing and he groans , his fingers pushing between my lips and finding my clit and I look at him in the mirror as I bite my lip. 

"Such a comedian" he says and kisses my neck and I tilt my head to the side as he skims his lips over my skin and to my ear. 

I giggle but moan a little as well as I lean back into him. I hated Kash. He'd turned my life upside down. He'd made me the kind of woman who cheated. He'd made me exactly what he told me I was daily, a whore.  A whore for him. 

"You should put your fingers inside of me." I tell him and he grins looking at my face. 

"You'd enjoy that wouldnt you?" he taunts and bites my ear gently as I nod. I inhale as two fingers push down and tease against my pussy as I spread my legs a bite wider. 

"please" I whisper and he grins.

"Look...she has manners" he teases and I roll my eyes.

"Shut up and finger me" I say and he bites my neck hard and I yelp and in a split second, I'm bent over my bed, the long back of my dress pushed up and to the side as his belt clinks and his pants unzip. 

His dress shoe kicks my feet further apart and I wobble slightly in my heels. 

His hand cracks over my ass and I gasp and give a deep moan as my cunt clenches. 

He spanks me till my ass till it burns and then drives his cock into my pussy. 

---

Ten minutes later we're readjusting ourselves and making our way downstairs and leaving for the fundraiser. 

Several large companies will be there, their most important people representing their companies. Kash is the president of his company, and will have a few of his other workers there with dates of their own. 

When we walk into the event, we're escorted to the table, show our seats, then left to mingle with a bunch of rich pricks like him. 

He introduces me to people that I care absolutely nothing about, never giving me a title, girlfriend, date, friend, nothing, he just tells them my name and the men look at my neckline, or the peekaboo slits down each side of my dress.   The women either smile or ignore me completely. 

When he's done talking to some guy and his wife I pull at his arm gently and he looks at me. 

"I have to pee." I say and he looks around and nods in the direction of the back corner. 

"Out that door, there's staff to direct you, but I believe you just go right." he says.

"Okay." I say and then go to walk away and he grabs my arm. Not hard, just enough to make me stop. I look down at his hand and then up at him. 

"What?" I ask my brows pinching. 

He pulls me to him as he steps forward and then lets go of my arm and lifts my chin and makes me look right into his eyes.

"Make it quick." he says quietly and then places a soft peck at the corner of my mouth. 

I feel goosebumps lift on my skin as he leans in further, bringing his mouth to my ear. 

"The way these men keep looking at you....I had to let them know the prettiest slut in the room was spoken for." he whispers and I lean my head back and give a little roll of my eyes and the corner of his mouth lifts. 

I grab his tie, and pull him closer to me, and brush my lips over his with a smirk and he smiles. 

What I do isn't classy, and it's not professional for him to have me do it to him in front of peers. 

But with the tip of my tongue I lick over his lips and then bite his lower lip and he groans slightly, I grin and giggle and then let him go and press the same peck at the corner of his mouth that he gave me. 

"If you want to send a message, don't kiss me like a fucking child." I tell him and he grins.



Kash

I can feel eyes on us as she looks up at me with her flirty little smile and then turns and walks away to the bathroom, I watch her every step of the way, and I feel the corner of my mouth lift when she turns back to look at me when she reaches the door , and smiles when she finds my eyes on her. 

"Where on earth did you find her?" a voice says from beside me and I turn my attention to the fucking headache that is Max Black. Vice president of a rival company. 

"Max...to what do I owe the pleasure?" I ask and he lifts a glass of champagne towards the door. 

"Who's the pair of legs that just walked away, she another toy, and if so do you mind sharing?" he gives a grin and lifts the glass to his mouth and takes a drink.

"Do yourself a favor and don't worry about who she is." I say and he huffs a laugh and shakes his head. 

"C'mon Kash...in the spirit of Charity...let me pay you for her...it'll go to a good cause." he says with a cocky smirk that lets me know he thinks he's getting under my skin. 

Which he is. She's a fucking weakness, and my jaw ticks, because I hate it, and hate this fucking prick, regardless of whether or not he wants to fuck Tatum. But I hate him a hell of a lot more than I did before a second ago when he walked over. 

"Maybe you can have her dance for us all on stage." he says and I turn my head to him and my body fully. 

He gives me victorious smile. 

"Knew I recognized her." he says and sips his champagne again as I just look at him trying not haul off and strangle him with his own tie. 

"Went to her place of employment a few weeks back for my little brothers bachelor party....she gives a hell of a lap dance." he says.

"Nice little snatch too. She rubbed that thing all over me." he says and my jaw ticks. 

"Does your rambling have a point Black?" I ask and he grins. 

"Just didnt peg you for the guy to waste his time trying to turn a whore into a wife." he says and I step closer. 

"If you think I won't throw the first punch...If you think I wont take that champagne glass out of your hand and smash it on this table and use the jagged edges to remove your eyes from your fucking skull...you have no idea who you're talking to...or the things I've done to those who have said less.  If you talk about her like that again...I'll cut your tongue from your mouth so you never talk again. Am I clear?" I say, my jaw clenched shut. 

He seems to debate whether or not to keep pushing, and lucky for him he says not another word and then turns and walks away. 

A second later a hand is on my arm and I jump, snatching my hand away, ready to swing and watch Tatum jump back, eyes wide. 

"Whoa killer...just me." she says and cocks a brow. 

"Everything okay?" she asks and I nod. 

"Everything is fine." I say and reach behind her, to the small of her back and pull her to my side. 

I look around and look for anyone else who might be looking at her like they know her, and I dont know why, but I just didnt expect anyone here to know her. I wasn't ashamed, just ready to murder anyone who thought they could speak about her that way.  Only I was allowed to speak about her like that, because I did it to her fucking face. 

"Kash?" she asks, turning into me and placing a hand on my chest. 

"Hm?" I reply still looking around the room. 

"Kash" she says my name again , but softer and I look down at her. 

"You look stressed." she says and her hand slides up my chest and back down, her hand going along the suit jacket then slipping her hand under it and skimming over my dress shirt beneath. 

I watch her  as she then looks to my chest and watches her hand. 

"Do you need me to help you de stress?" she asks and I watch lips turn up slightly as she lifts her lashes and cocks her head slightly and licks her lips. 

"I wish." I say with a slight sigh. 

"We can find a place." she whispers, then grabs my tie and pulls gently and I lean down. 

She puts her mouth near my ear. 

"I think you need to have my mouth on you right now Kash" she says and I lick my lips as she steps back, and takes my hand. 

I forget Max Black as I follow the little seductress that has been fucking up my life ever since I laid eyes on her on that stage. 

When we leave the room, she's not subtle at all when she asks an employee. 

"I need a private spot to take my date and make out with him." she says and I can't help but smile slightly as the young guy, her age just looks back and forth between us and then nods and we follow him. 

I'm not sure what the room he brings us too is really used for , but it looks like a small meeting room with just a long table and  4 chairs on either side. 

"thanks!" Tatum says and closes the door and she locks it. 

"Cmon" she says and reaches for my pants with a little excited smile . "Take that cock out for me Kash" she says with a little laugh and I grab her hands, and then moves them from my pants and she frowns. 

"what?" she asks as if she did something wrong. 

"just...."I shake my head and grunt slightly in frustration, because for some reason, all I want to do is kiss her. 

I graeb her face and do it. I kiss her hard and put my hands all over her as I back her up to the table and then lift her up onto it as she pants, and I reach behind her and lower her zipper, my mouth on hers still, both of us breathing heavy and I slip my hands into her hair, that she has piled up into some little up do. 

I pull at the pins, and her hands slide up and down my chest and I groan at the amount of pins in her hair, because I just want her fucking hair down.

"take these fucking things out" I growl.

She laughs slightly and I undo my suit jacket as she pulls at the pins quickly, working them out, the little metal pieces clinking against the table as she tosses the last and her hair spills down.

"Fuck" I groan at the sight of her in that second. 

I was losing my shit. It drove me mad and I knew that letting Tatum stay with me, was a terrible idea. In just a week I'd become a fucking man who was whipped by his son ex girlfriend, who was now an ex stripper, because I didnt want anyone but me looking at her naked now. 

My hands go to her hair after I toss my jacket and her legs wrap around me as she grips my shirt and pulls me into her, leaning back slightly, making my mouth chase hers as she giggles and I groan and then her head goes back and I kiss her neck instead as her legs grip me.

"Kash" she pants my name quietly as I lick over her neck, and my hands grab her breasts, and then I pull the straps of her dress down and lower it, and then kiss and suck on her breasts. 

"Kash" she whimpers my name because Im kissing her body the sweetest I ever have , because I'm a fucking idiot and can't stop wanting her in every way. 

"I hate you" I groan. 

"you're so fucking....." I just groan unable to think of a word as I lay her back and she arches her back as I slip the dress down her torso, my lips and tongue gliding over her soft skin , following the fabric as I reveal more of her. 

I trace around her navel and she moan and I grab the fabric around her hips and pull gently and she lifts, letting me slide the dress down her thighs, then lowers her ass again as I pull it off, then she spreads her legs immediately and I work my pants, and my shirt, undressing myself as fast as I fucking can so I can be inside of her. 

"Kash" she whimpers my name and I climb right onto the table with her and between her legs. 

"You're ruining my fucking life Tate" I growl as I line up with her entrance and rub the head of my cock against her making her squirm.

"it's mutual" she moans and reaches for me and pulls me into her and each of us curses.

"Ruin me some more  Kash...ruin me"

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