EroticReverie

Tatum

It'd been a few weeks of living with Kash, and we were still sleeping in seperate rooms. Kash was still fighting the fact that he had more than just lust for me. We fucked like rabbits every chance we got, and Kash used his dominance and bossy bastard attitude to over compensate for the fact I had him wrapped around my finger. 

I was spoiled. 

I wouldn't call myself a gold digger. Because I truly wasn't, but I did have to admit, a man with money, that took care of you, ..it was nice. It was even nicer, because I hadn't sought him out. He was the one that started this, that took it too far, and had us end up here. 

He still hadn't told Jack, his son (also my ex), that I was living with him. Not just living with him, but screwing him too. I'd talked to Daniel a few times on the phone, Kash was still hesitant about letting him visit, but I was slowly breaking him down I thought. I knew Daniel had more than just friend feelings for me, and maybe for a bit there, I did too. But Kash was...he was just so.....him. 

He might piss me off, but he also makes me laugh, makes me feel safe, makes me feel sexy and important. 

The painting he bought at the auction a few weeks ago, hangs in my room. He also bought me two other paintings by the same artist that are hanging in there as well. The spa package he bought, was given to me. "Something to keep me busy" since he wasn't letting me strip anymore.  But I was growing bored at being a live in.....whatever I was to him. 

So today, with the assistance of his AmEx, I was out shopping at the mall. I'd bought clothing items, then swung by the lingerie and sex shop I always went to when I danced. Because even though id just bought some sexy lingerie at the mall, I wanted the cheap shit too. 

Kash didnt let me wear any of my old stuff that other men had seen me in. Maybe that was a bit much, but I found it hot. I loved that he didnt want something else another man had paid to see me in, on my body. 

Kash told me he had a surprise for me, and needed me to get more "slutty stripper shit" to wear. But I somehow had an inkling , that whatever "surprise" he had for me, was more for his benefit than mine. But I didn't care. I assume he was putting a stripper pole in either his room or mine. That was my educated guess. 

Back at the house, I carry all my bags in with the help of Harriet,  one of the maids, she's probably about Kash's age, and she's been my favorite of his maids. 

I put my things in my bedroom, hanging up the new clothes, and smiling at the silk ties I picked up for Kash, and a new watch. 

My phone buzzes and I walk over to the bed where I set my purse and pull it out, and see a text from Kash.

"This day is dragging. Send me some motivation to get through the day. And to be clear, I mean naked motivation. To be more clear, pictures of YOU naked. I want nudes , and I want them now." he says.

I laugh and then switch to the camera app as I leave my room and walk to his. 

I turn the knob and walk in and then snap just a normal picture of myself in front of his massive bed. 

I send it. Just a picture of my chest and up with my tongue sticking out. 

"You're in my room." he replies. 

"And you have clothes on." he says. 

"Take them off." 

"Get on my bed." 

"show me your body Tatum." 

He sends the texts rapid fire. 

"Now." he says impatiently. 

"Are you in your office?" I reply. 

"Yes."

"Alone?" I ask. 

"Yes." he answers.

I walk over to his balcony and open the door, then I walk back to the bed. Using my purse, I prop up my phone, aiming it at the balcony door and the sun shining through. 

I hit the facetime call button and then move to the balcony doorway. 

It rings a few times and then I hear it connect. 

"You better be naked" he says as the camera connects and I cant help but laugh. 

"I cant see shit, the sun is in the way. All I can see is your silouhette , move closer." he says. 

But instead I pull at the side of my long sleeve shirt. Stretching it, showing him I still have clothes on. I hear the frustrated growl through the phones and giggle.

I lift the shirt up and off of me, and hold it by one finger, then drop it. 

I move my hands over myself, making sure my body moves, showing off my the shadows of my curves. Turning sideways so he can see the profile of my tits and ass. 

"Fuck" he growls through the phone. "You're gonna make me cum for you , aren't you?" he says and I just keep quiet, as I undo my jeans and take them off slowly , bending over as I pull them down. 

I stand back up straight and step out of them and kick them to the side. 

I reach behind my back as I face the camera, and undo my bra. Letting that too dangle from a finger before dropping it. 

"If you dont come closer, I swear I'm going to beat your fucking ass so god damn red when I get home." he says and I can see from where I stand his arm moving.

"You touching your cock for me Kash?" I ask, my voice low and as sexy as I can make it. 

"You know I am, you fucking tease. Show me your body Tate...show me those hot fucking tits" he says and I walk closer to the camera, and see the camera adjust and he groans when my body comes into view as more than just a shadow. 

"Lay down....lay down and cum with me Tate" he groans as his arm moves. I lick my lips as I look in the camera. 

"Show me your cock Kash" I say as I crawl onto the bed with the phone and lay on my back. 

He moves his phone and shows me. His pants are undone just enough to have his cock out, and he's leaning back in his chair behind his desk at work. 

"you have such a perfect cock" I tell him as I lower the camera to my breasts, angling it so I can still see the screen. 

I rub my breasts with one hand and pinch and pull my nipples. Raising the camera so he can see my tits and my face, I lift my breast and dip my chin, and tongue my nipple. 

"Fuuuuck yes, god you look so hot" he grunts and lifts the camera to his face, his jaw is clenched. 

"Show me your fucking pussy" he says. 

I bite my lip.

"You mean my achy, tight, wet little pussy Kash?" I ask as I lick my lips. 

He groans. "That's the one bitch." he says and I smirk as I lower the camera and hear him grown when my dark red lace panties come into view. I slip my fingers over the lace and touch myself as I spread my legs. 

"She's so wet Kash" I tell him, hearing him groan. 

"Show me" he demands and I bite my lip , loving how I dont really have to do as he says, since he's not here. 

"I can't...she's shy" I say, holding back a giggle as I stroke the fabric between my legs. 

"Bullshit, she's the sluttiest fucking pussy I know...show me." he growls and I moan as I ignore him and keep rubbing my panties. 

"Oh god, I'm so fucking wet" I whine. 

I was being a little over the top, but it wasn't a lie. I was soaked. I loved making this man hard, making him need me. Having a little bit of power over him , the most powerful man I'd ever met. 

"It's so fucking wet, my little cunt is aching for that dick Kash" I moan and he groans. 

"Show me your fucking cunt" he growls into the phone and I bite my lip and grab my panties and pull them, letting the fabric slip between my lips, tugging it over my clit and rolling my hips as I moan. 

"Jesus, that looks so fucking hot Tate" he says. 

"Pull harder, pull that shit hard over that fucking clit" he commands, and I do, gasping as I let go and then rub my clit , the panties still between my pussy lips.

"Kash, I need you" I whine. 

"Tatum" he growls my name. 

"I need you so fucking bad right now" I cry , because I wasn't teasing anymore , I had become the vicitim of my own game. 

"Take those fucking panties off, and shove your fingers in your pretty little cunt for me Tate" he says and I drop the phone and whip my panties off as I whimper and then grab the phone, spreading my legs, and sink my two fingers right the fuck in for him. 

"I'm gonna fuck that little cunt for you Tate....I'm gonna destroy that slutty little hole when I get home....pound my cock deep into that fucking pussy for you...take care of your horny little pussy for you" he says and I moan, fingering myself faster. 

"Rub that fucking clit" he commands. 

My fingers move swiftly out of my cunt and I drag the wetness over my clit and I moan freely, gasping at my own touch. 

"You're gonna rub that clit till you cum , you sexy fucking bitch" he groans. 

"I can fucking taste you just looking at it Tatum....god, I want your pussy on my face...wish you were here right now, spread out on this fucking desk, with my tongue buried in that tight little cunt." he groans. 

"yes Kash" I whine. 

"Fuck Tate, you're gonna have me make a mess at my desk...I'm about to fucking blow this fucking load for you Tate...you and that hot little cunt of yours....damn...fuck that pussy is so pretty..." he says and I moan, cumming as I listen to his voice. 

His growling into the phone, encouraging me as I cum. 

"That's it"

"Yes Tatum" 

"Cum for me"

"Cum you little slut" 

My orgasm only lasts seconds, but it shocks my entire body , making everything tremble and I whimper, still rubbing and then sink my fingers back into my pussy, greedy for another orgasm, wanting to get off by my g spot. 

"Take your fucking fingers out of your pussy." he growls. 

"Quit fucking touching yourself. Dont touch a damn thing till I get home. Your cunt is gonna have to wait to cum again." he says and I whimper. Sliding my fingers out. 

"Kash, I want you, right now...please...come here....come home and fuck me." I whine as I lift my phone and suck on my fingers and he watches, his arm still moving. 

"so fucking sexy Tate" he says and licks his lips. 

"I want you dressed real slutty for me when I get home later, you understand?" he asks. 

I whimper and nod. 

"Cant you just come back now?" I ask and he grins. 

"I would if I could, but I need to keep a roof over that pretty head of yours." he says and I moan. 

"You have enough money, you dont need anymore." I pout and lick my finger and bite it.

"With the way you spent today on my card, I'll need another job Tate." he says. 

I laugh and hum as I suck my fingers again. 

"I bought you something too" I say. 

He grins. "With my money?" 

I nod and lift the camera, taking my wet finger to my nipple and circling it. 

"Hands off my property Tatum." he clenches his jaw and I swear I could cum just hearing him say I'm his property.

"Go wash up, get all sexy for me, I'll be home before you know it." he says.

"I have to go, and DONT fucking touch yourself." he warns. 

"Yeah, yeah, whatever" I say and pout, sitting up. 

"Behave. Bye." he says and ends the call.