EroticReverie

Kash 

After Venice it’s Athens.  Then after Athens it’s Paros near Mykonos. And I don’t think I’m ever gonna go back home and instead just live my life taking this woman everywhere I fucking can. 

It’s our first day in Paros and we’re on the private yacht I’ve charted for us, and watching Tatum walk around topless is fucking heaven. 

She’s wearing nothing but a blue thong bikini that matches the fucking water and a little matching sarong as she carries two drinks towards me where I’m laying on the main deck on a lounge chair. 

It’s nothing to the staff to see a topless woman walking around and part of me wants to make them wear blindfolds but the other part of me, the part of me that loved watching her dance on that fucking stage at the strip club showing off those god damn perfect tits of hers, really fucking likes her showing them off. 

“Here baby” she says as she hands me up me of the drinks. I smile, taking the drink from her and then watching her as she sits down in the lounge chair beside mine and takes a sip of her drink.

There’s been no more fucking in the streets in famous cities for us. But not without wanting that’s for sure. But I’ll be damned if I don’t fuck her out in the open on this yacht at some point. But we had a few days for that and I was in our rush.  And was enjoying just fucking watching her.  She looked so fucking gorgeous. She was getting tan, which I could take it or leave it , but those tan lines that were forming from when she WAS wearing clothes. We’re driving my dick a bit crazy. As if her body didn’t already drive me insane. 

I watch her take another drink from the straw in her glass and then set the drink down and then sigh as she lifts her legs onto the lounger and leans back and tilts her gorgeous face to the sun.  I could watch this woman forever. Just fucking looking at her was incredible. I’m constant awe of how perfect she is. 

I take a drink and then grab my phone from beside me. Which now had probably thousands of new pictures of her since our little excursion started. I snap a few more. 

“Pervert” she says without opening her eyes but hearing the little shutter sound the phone makes 

“Not my fault that you’re insanely gorgeous” I say and she turns her head and lifts a hand to shield the sun from her face. 

I snap another picture, smiling as I capture the little smile on her lips. 

She sticks her tongue out at me and I snap another with a smile and then set my phone down to take her in. 

“Don’t look at me like that” she says with a smirk and then lowers her hand and lays her head back again. 

“I’ll look at you however I want” I say and watch her lips curve upward. 

“Then eat your heart out” she shrugs and lifts her hands to her breasts and drags her fingertips down her sides gesturing to her body. 

“Always do” I say and she smirks as she she rests her hands to the side and I turn a little to just fucking stare at her. Her perfect face and her skin glistening under the sun. 

“I want another painting of you, just like this” I say and she shifts her legs and I grin to myself. Because I know Tatum loves how obsessed I am with her. How even though she protested that painting being hung in our bedroom, she loved knowing how god damn beautiful I found her. 

“We’re not putting my tits on the walls Kash” She says. 

“Fine.” I say. “The ceiling then”

She laughs and I smile to myself watching those tits that I adore and have my own private fan club for bounce with her little laugh. 

“You are such a man” she says. 

“And you’re such a fucking woman” I say and she turns her head peeking out of one eye. 

“What are you gonna do when they sag even more than they already do?” She asks. 

My brows pinch. “Those tits, do NOT sag Tate, they’re fuckin perfect and you know it”

“They sit so fucking pretty baby” I add. 

She smiles. “And when they don’t?”

I shake my head. “They’re still gonna be perfect.” 

“You have to say that” she says with a little eye roll. 

“No I don’t.” I reply and she gives me a little look. 

“Yeah you do. Cause I’d smack you if you said anything else” she says and I laugh. 

“Okay, well, I mean it. I love your fucking body. And I’m always gonna love your body. Cause it’s yours, and you’re perfect, and always gonna fucking be perfect” I say and she looks at me and I watch her just look at me. 

“Promise?” She asks and my brows pinch. 

“Of course.” I answer her.  

She bites her lip. And it’s not I’m the seductive way she does so often. But it’s a worrying bite and she chews on her lip and then turns her head and lays it back. 

“The hell was that?” I ask. 

“What was what?” She asks in her little voice that I know to well when her pretty little fucking head has secrets inside that she’s keeping from me or thoughts she doesn’t want to voice. 

“Don’t think I don’t know all the expressions that pretty face makes by now, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing is wrong.” She says and I sit up. 

“Tatum, are you worried that I won’t always think your beautiful ?” I ask and she shrugs. 

“Tatum” I say , my voice a scolding tone. 

“Don’t say my name like that” she says. 

“Then talk to me” I say and grab my fucking lounge chair and pull it closer and push the table away that’s between us. 

“I said it’s nothing” she says. “Don’t ruin the vibe Kash”

“Fuck the vibe. I’m worried about the fact my girlfriend is giving herself a complex right now”

“I am NOT giving myself a complex”

“The fuck you aren’t” I say and reach over and slap the side of her thigh with the back of my hand. She pinches her brows together and looks at me. 

“Talk to me” I say and she sighs. 

“You’re older.  You’re this hot older man. And you’re just going to keep getting hotter. I know it. It’s annoying how fucking handsome you are and that you’re just gonna get better with age.” She huffs and I bite my lips together and hide my smile. 

“And I’m…this is my fucking prime…and I’m gonna get older and everyone knows women don’t age like men do”

“Says who?” I ask and she rolls her eyes. 

“Says everyone Kash” she sighs and then look at her breasts. 

“These are gonna sag. Everything is gonna sag. And I’m gonna get wrinkles and I won’t be the hot girl you found at a strip club. And there’s gonna be other girls that have this body, when I’m older and Don’t have this body anymore  , and you’ll want to look at them , any man would. I know what drew you to me Kash. I’m not an idiot” she says and I have no fucking words as she goes on. Because I can’t fucking believe she actually thinks like this, or that she’s worried about me finding her attractive years from now. 

“And I-“

“Are fucking kidding me right now?” I interrupt her. 

“No. I’m serious, what if you want something better to look at when I’m older, what if end up turning you off?” She asks.

“Jesus Tate” I say and put my face in both hands and then lower them. 

“I love you” I say. “You.” 

“Not your tits , or your ass, or your pretty face”

“I love YOU” I repeat. 

“Do I love looking at you? Fuck yes. And I always will. You have no fucking idea Tatum. You think I expect you to always look like this? That I don’t know that wanting to grow old with you mean actually fucking growing old?” I say and put my hand on her legs and she looks at me. 

“Listen to me…tomorrow…next year…ten years from now…twenty …until forever …you’re gonna always be my favorite fucking thing to look at” 

“You might be scared of what I’ll see when I look at you when you’re older, but I’m telling you right now, I will never look at you any other way than I already do. You are always going to be the sexiest fucking woman I’ve ever laid eyes on Tatum” 

“And you might be scared of some fucking wrinkles and sagging skin, but that’s fucking life , and I’m not scared or fucking turned off at the idea of waking up to a sexy older version of you, cause I’ll be waking up next to you Tate, everyday for the rest of our lives. And you know what I’m gonna be thinking when you get wrinkles between those brows from all

The scowling you do at me?” I ask and her brows pinch and I smile. 

“Yeah. That face” I say and reach up and run my thumb over the little wrinkles it makes. 

“Or what I’m gonna think when I wake up and see wrinkles in the corners of your eyes or your laugh lines?” I say and cup her face as I move to my knees beside her and kiss her forehead between her brows , at the side of her eye where her crows feet will be and then at the side of her mouth. 

“I’m gonna think about how fucking lucky I am to be the one that spent my life helping to  put them there Tate” I say and look at her catching her eyes as they shine with unshed tears. 

“Contrary to what you may think gorgeous…you’re only going get more beautiful to me as you get older, and I’m gonna wake every fucking day as the luckiest man in the entire fucking world to have you by my side” 

“Youre gonna be so fucking beautiful when you’re older Tatum, you’re always gonna be fucking so damn beautiful, and I will never , ever look at another woman and see what I see when I look at you.” 

“Kash” she says and a single tear slips down her cheek. 

“I’m not fucking done” I say and swipe away the tear , she lets out a little half laugh half cry as her lower lip wobbles. 

“I love you. And you’re beautiful. And neither of those things is ever going to change. You’re perfect. You’re always going to BE perfect to me Tate. Because you’re perfect FOR me. You’re everything I’ve ever wanted baby. I love you, so fucking much, and I’m going to worship you every fucking day of our lives. Because there’s nothing else I want. You’re it Tate. You’re all I fucking want and I want you now, and I’m gonna still want you when your a little old wrinkly lady” I say and she laughs on another cry. 

“Got it baby?” I ask and she nods and then sits up and throws her arms around me. 

I wrap mine around her and lift up and then pull her off her chair and onto my lap as I sit down and let her cry it out a little as I rub her back. 

I kiss the side of her head and then bring my mouth to her ear. 

“And if you think I’m not gonna be sucking those saggy tits and grabbing on em when you’re older, you’re out of your damn mind” I say teasing her and she laughs and hugs me tighter.  

“I hate you” she cries and laughs at the same time, but keeps shaking as she laughs more than cries. 

“I love you too” I laugh as I kiss her hair. 

“You’re perfect Tatum” I whisper in her hair. 

“I love you” she whimpers and kisses my neck. 

“Even though I’m wrinkly?” I ask. 

“Shut up, you’re not” she laughs and then lifts her head and swipes her cheeks. 

“You’re perfect” she says as I watch her eyes go the fine wrinkles in the corners of my eyes and I smile. 

“Even though I’m older?” I ask and she rolls

Her eyes and swipes her cheeks. 

“Yes” she rolls her eyes. Because she understands what I’m doing. 

“And my old face “ I say lifting my hand to the corners of my eyes and then along the lines in forehead. “It doesn’t make you love me any less?”

“No” she sniffles and I smile. 

“What about when I get liver spots, you still gonna love me and want me then?” I ask and she nods. 

“You’re not gonna trade me in for a younger man?” I cock my brow. 

“Never” she says and sniffles again. 

“Then it’s settled” I say and lift my hand to her face. 

“We’re gonna be two old wrinkly perverts fucking on the streets of Venice” I say and she laughs and covers her face. 

I smile and grab her hands and pull them down. 

“Never cover that face, not now, not ever baby”