EroticReverie

Kash

She looks so fucking hot and gorgeous when she steps out of the car, that my fucking body tenses the second that escort touches her fucking hand. I was fucking pissed, over a guy holding her fucking hand. God, I was such a fucking fool. 

She looked fucking perfect in that dress, and it matched perfectly to the tie I'd stuffed in my pocket this morning to change at the office. I'd already had it in mind before our fight, and thank god I did, because I saw the recognition on her face. The simple act of wearing the ugly color for her that I hated, had made my girl fucking light up. The color on her however, looked fucking beautiful. Her body and curves were on display and I already, couldnt wait to get her home and rip that fucking dress from her and get my mouth and hands on those tits that looked fucking insane in that dress.  How she looked even hotter with her  clothes on blew my fucking mind. 

I can't help but let out a slight laugh as she calls me a bastard through her teeth as she smiles, keeping her face unaffected for the cameras. All eyes were on her, but her eyes...they were only on me, and god I felt like a fucking king walking her up the steps on my arm. 

"You wore the tie." she says as we walk up the steps. 

"I did." I say and turn my head slightly and look at her as she gives me eyes. The smile is there, and anyone looking would think this gorgeous woman was staring at me adoraingly but I knew those fucking eyes, and even though I could tell me wearing this tie had made her happy, that I wasn't off the hook. Those eyes told me she wasn't letting me escape the talk she wanted to have this morning. 

"You're beautiful." I tell her as we hit the top of the steps. 

"You're only saying that because half of my tits are out in this dress." She whispers through her held smile as she gives a polite nod to the men who open the doors for us. 

I lean down and over to her ear as she keeps her arm linked around mine, holding up her dress with the other. 

"I'm saying that because all of you, yes..tits fucking included..is maddeningly fucking perfect...and everyone here should thank their lucky fucking stars they get to lay eyes on you. I know I am." I tell her and she turns and looks at me. 

"Pretty words. Didn't have many words this morning though, did you Kash?" she asks, batting her eye lashes with a sweet smile, masking her still bubbling anger. 

I slip my arm from hers and slip it to the small of her back as I move us through a tight squeeze of people and over to the side of the large entrance , my hand slipping up her back, coming up around the back of her neck where I grab her gently. 

"Are we doing this all night?" I ask, my thumb pushing against her neck, not hard, but enough to make her look at me and then turn to make my hand drop. 

"We'll do this all week Kash...till you learn how to get your head out of your fucking ass and-" she stops and smiles as someone approaches to my side. 

"Kash, great to see you here, we missed you last week." Bart one of the men who was meant to be at the dinner party we missed last week because I wanted to stay home and make Tatum play stripper for me and fuck her all over the house. 

"Sorry, family emergency." I lie and turn to Tatum. 

"Bart, this is Tatum, my girlfriend." I say and I notice how she looks at me briefly but then lifts her hand and takes his outstretched hand. 

"Girlfriend? What are you putting in his coffee? Did you poison him?" He says giving a hearty laugh, thinking himself a regular fucking comdeian. 

Tatum gives a polite laugh and I slip my hand behind her back to the small of it. 

"Nice to meet you Bart" she ignores his joke and gives another small laugh. 

I don't miss Bart's eyes going to her breasts, for far too long. I watch her lift a hand. Watch her finger the edge of the fabric as he looks her back in the eyes with a smile, his eyes drawn right back to her tits. 

"That's a lovely dress." he says. "You look gorgeous, not sure what you're doing with this old man." he says, even though Bart is clearly fucking twenty years my senior. 

"thank you, Kash picked it out. I think it's a bit much." she says as she places a hand on my chest, and the movement makes her tits push together even more. Bart's eyes not missing it. Tate lowers her arm, giving him a good look. Fucking hell. I couldnt decide if I was turned on or pissed off. 

"Not at all , Kash clearly has good taste...in all things...especially with you on his arm." he says as he gives her lifted brow, his bushy gray eyebrow.

She gives a fake bashful giggle and moves her hand to his arm. 

"Oh Bart" she laughs. "I think I like you already." she says and I hold back my laughter and eye roll at how good she is at pretending. 

"Excuse us Bart...we'll see you inside I'm sure." I say and slip my hand to her hip, pushing myself between him and her and guiding her away. 

"What's wrong honey?" she asks sarcastically as I just smile to myself and shake my head, licking my teeth as I turn and take her down a hall. 

"Uh oh, did you not like your friend drooling all over my tits?" she asks and my nostrils flare.

"Maybe pick a different dress next time." she says and at the end of the hall, I turn her gently to the right down another hall, where we're out of sight then turn and grab her waist and push her into the wall watching her chest lift as she inhales and I look down at her. 

"Nice stripper talent...pretending not to be disgusted by old men looking at your tits." I say and she lifts her hand and slaps me across my face. 

I grab her hand and she fights me, pulling at her wrist in my grip and I grab the other as she tries to hit me again and I push my groin into her and she stops moving. 

"I didnt need to pretend." she snarls. 

"no?" I ask. 

She shakes her head. "I loved it." 

I dig my dick against her and her mouth parts as she takes a quick breath.

"You were trying to piss me off." I say. 

She narrows her eyes. "I couldn't give a fuck about what you think right now Kash." 

"That's bullshit baby" I whisper and then lean my head down beside her, still holding her hands to the wall. 

"You wanted to piss me off, cause you're still fucking angry...but all you did was make me want to fuck that fake laugh off your face in front of Bart, and make me think about how good you are at showing off these fucking tits." I groan and press against her harder, dropping her hands and she grabs my suit jacket at the sides, gripping it, her hips pushing against me. 

"Admit it...you wanted to piss me off." I say as brush my lips against her ear, listening to her breath hitch when I slide my hands up her back and to her zipper. 

"fuck you" she breathes, exhaling and I take her earlobe between my teeth as I groan in her ear and slip her zipper down. 

She exhales. "Oh god" she whimpers in frustration as her dress becomes loose and I slide the zipper all the way down to the small of her back. 

"Turn around so I can take care of you Tatum." I whisper in her ear. 

"Kash" she whines.

"That's right baby, say my fucking name" I whisper in her ear, before grabbing her and turning her in her fucking dress and kissing her back, my fingers taking the straps from her shoulders and down her arms. 

She lets out a little noise of defeat as I kiss down her bare back along her spine and the top of her dress drops and I groan when I see what I already knew as I peel the dress off her hips and let the expseinve silk hit the floor, I kiss her pantyless ass and stand back up.

"someone will come down here" she pants. 

"Then you better cum quick baby" I tell her as I undo my pants and she puts her hands to the wall and pants like she's in fucking heat and groans when I take longer than three fucking seconds to give her my dick. 

"Kash" she whines quietly. 

"So fucking needy" I groan and then grab my dick and slip it down between her legs, and push against her cunt, and she's already wet.

"love how your always so god damn wet and ready to get fucked Tate" I groan as I tease her with the head of my dick, pushing it against her center, giving her just the head of it, feeling that perfect fucking fit of her cunt squeeze my dick.

"Even when you're being a little brat, that pussy stays fucking wet for me doesnt it?" I ask her, kissing her neck. 

"hmm?" I hum when she doesnt answer. 

"Yes" she whimpers. "you know it fucking does...fuck me" 

"god, please fuck me" she whines and I push the head in again and then slip my hand away to her naked hip , the other taking up the other side as I push up into her. I stay silent as I listen to that perfect fucking gasp of hers everytime I enter her. Then let out a groan of my own as I soak in her. Keeping my cock in her and kissing the side of her head at the temple. 

"Kiss me Tate" I whisper and she turns her head and I lower my mouth and kiss her and groan as she moans into my mouth. I move my hips back and then forward, slightly up and down with each movement as I push back up into her each time. 

"You gonna be a good girl after you cum Tate?" I ask and she moans and nods. 

"You're gonna behave and stop teasing anyones dick but mine?" I ask and she bites my lip and I groan. 

"Are you gonna stop being a fucking asshole?" she asks and I groan and lift one hand and grab her jaw, turningher face just a bit more and shoving my tongue into her mouth. 

I put my hands over hers on the wall and thrust into her, my head beside hers, breathing heavy as we fuck quietly and her ass pushes back. 

"are you gonna talk to me later?" she half moans and half whimpers. 

"there's nothing to talk about...you're mine....end of." I groan. 

"not end of" she moans and her head falls back a little and I watch her eyes flutter as she pushes back onto my cock. 

"you havent...made love to me...since...that night" she pants between breaths. 

I swallow. 

"you don't..make me...feel like..you even ..want me..any..more" she says and her words make me stop. 

My cock slides back into her slowly. I keep it there , inside of her. 

"You...are all I fucking want." I say breathing against her cheek. 

"You ...are all I fucking think about. Constantly." 

"You fucking consume every fucking second of my day." I say as I kiss her cheek. 

"There's not ever going to be a day that I don't fucking want you." I groan as I move my hips, thrusting slowly. 

"you hear me Tate?" I ask quietly. She nods. 

"I wore a pink fucking tie for christs sake." I say and a soft laugh bursts from her. 

"wore this god ugly color for you, looking like a fucking fool....im a fucking fool for you" I kiss her cheek again and thrust again, pushing harder into her, giving her as much as I can at this angle and she gasps, her legs shake slightly. 

"bought you a god damn dress to match......you're gonna have me wearing matching plaid pajamas on a fucking christmas card for you." I say and she lets out another laugh, but I see a tear slip from the corner of her. I lift my hand swiping it away, and kiss her cheekbone and wrap my arm around her, pulling her back a bit as I lean over her and bend her over a bit as I continue to thrust into her. 

"Now, let's cum so we can get back to this bullshit event, so I can take you home and tell you more about how badly I not only fucking want you...but god damn fucking NEED you."