EroticReverie

Kash - One month Later….

“You don’t even care , do you?” Tatum huffs as she slaps the little book of flowers closed.  

“Yes. I care.” I say as I sit at my desk , trying to work while also trying to pick what kind of flowers we want for the church and for the reception.

“Do you? Because you didn’t even look!” She says and goes to walk away and I grab her wrist and pull her back to me. 

Did I care about flowers? No. All I cared about was the woman. Her. I’d marry her with god damn weeds in the arrangements , I didn’t give a single fuck about what kind of flowers there would be. But she did. So for that reason, I did care. I cared a whole hell of a lot about the fucking flowers. Because I cared about making her happy. 

“No, forget it, I’ll just plan the wedding by myself” she tugs , trying to take her wrist from my hold. 

“Stop it.” I tell her and pull her towards me and she huffs and keeps trying to pull back. 

“No, you don’t care, it’s fine, you don’t give a shit about—ah!” She squeaks as I yank her and pull her over my lap and then slap her ass. 

“Knock it off.” I growl as I grab her ass and squeeze. 

“Screw you” She hisses, “you can’t just fuck you’re way out of this” 

“Will you shut your god damn mouth?” I growl and spank her again. 

“God, you’re a pain in the fucking ass lately” I groan and pull up her dress and grab her bare ass. My tongue licking over my lips as I see the hot neon pink thing she has on under her modest little dress.

“Fuck you” she hisses as I smirk as she lays over my lap, not making a move to get up. 

Ever since she demanded her proposal while we were on vacation, she’s being a little fucking nightmare. She’s trying to rush through planning our wedding as if she think I’m going to change my mind. It’s fucking hot how badly she wants to be my wife. I’ve never been happier in my fucking life. 

“I have to work, I want to pick out flowers with you, I want to choose everything with you, I want our wedding day to be everything you fucking want it to be, but I also have to pay for the fucking wedding Tatum, and I can’t do that when you come in here, in this little dress , with your hot fucking ass and tits , and shove flower books in my face” I growl at her. 

“You have enough money already” she huffs and I smirk to myself as I rub her ass and slide my fingers between her ass cheeks and down to her pussy as she shifts and moans softly. I rub her cunt gently through her thong and then slip it aside and send a finger into her slowly as she exhales and her legs part more.

“I plan on spoiling you for the rest of our lives….thats gonna cost me baby…” I say gently pumping my finger in and out of her and smiling to myself as she moan and grows more and more wet with each slow thrust of my finger. 

“I just want you…I don’t want anything else” she whimpers and I groan. Because I believe her. Tatum didn’t care for anything else other than me. Gifts aren’t her love language. She liked to give gifts. But didn’t care much for receiving them. Her love language was touch , attention and time. And god did she need a lot of it. And I fucking loved giving it to her. My love language was her pouting when she didn’t get her way or when the constant touching and attention wasn’t enough. My love language was her being constantly unsatisfied with the fact she could never get enough of me.  I smile as I watch her little attitude disappear as I give her what she needs. 

She doesn’t care about the flowers. That’s not what her little tantrum was about. She wanted my attention. Needed it. 

I slide a second finger inside of her. 

“That feel good Tate? Huh? Is that what you needed baby?” I ask her as she moans and nods. 

“Yeah, you just need me to fill your little pussy , don’t you baby? You didn’t get any this morning , and it makes you angry when I don’t fuck you first thing when I wake up, doesn’t it baby?” I ask as I slide a third finger in and she moans and I groan as I feel how tight her walls are around my three fingers. 

“We’re going to pick the flowers later, when I’m done working…but right now….youre going to get what you really want…and this is what you were really mad about , isn’t Tate?” I ask as I let my fourth finger squeeze into her and she groans and curses softly. 

“You just needed to be stuffed, is that right baby?” I groan as I fuck her with four fingers. Letting my fingers rock in and out of her pussy as she soaks them. 

“Yeah” she moans and I grin. 

“Mhm” I hum. “Such a moody little thing when I don’t fuck your greedy cunt in the morning” I groan and slide my fingers out of her and then down and rub her clit and she moans and writhes in my lap. 

“Youre the only woman that could ever get away with that fucking attitude of yours” I groan as I rub her clit a little faster. Rubbing in small tight circles as she moans. 

“And you know it too, you know you can get away with anything when it comes to me…because you know how much I fucking love you” I say and she moans. 

“Because you know your desperate little pussy drives me fucking crazy, don’t you baby?” 

“Kash” she moans. 

“Cum for me,  you little pain in the ass” I say and slap her ass with my other hand and she gasps and I groan as she moves and grinds against my touch and squeeze her ass cheek hard and then slap it again. 

“Fuck me” she moans and I grin. 

“No” I say and she growls , and I laugh softly. 

“Kash!” She whines. “Fuck me!!” 

“I said…no” I say and slap her ass harder. 

“You cum like this or you can fucking wait till later” 

Because if I sink into her cunt, I’ll never get any fucking work done today. I’ll spend the rest of the day inside her. 

“I hate you” she groans. 

“Yeah, I’m so terrible to you, arent I?” I say sarcastically and laugh. 

“Uh huh” she moans as I keep rubbing her clit. 

“Yeah, I am so mean to you, furs you shouldn’t marry such an asshole then” 

“Dont fucking say that” she hisses. 

I smirk to myself and pull her up off my lap and she scowls at me, I smile at her and then sigh. 

“Fuck” I groan. 

My hands go to my belt and I’m undoing my pants and she’s smirking. A smug little smile that has my cock growing even harder. 

“I’m so whipped for that hot fucking pussy” I growl at her and she smirks wider and nods. 

“Yeah you are, good boy” she says and lifts her legs and straddles me and I growl at her. 

“Shut up and fuck your future husbands cock” I pull her down, she reaches to my cock and guides it into her. 

“I can’t wait to marry you” she moans as she sinks down on it. My head going back with a groan 

“Just quit working, retire early….this pussy is your job now Kash, and it’s a full time gig” she moans as she rides me slowly. 

“Don’t I fucking know it” I growl and she lets her head go back, her hands on my shoulders. 

“Work my pussy Kash, I want you working overtime” she moans and I curse and grab her hips. 

“Pretty sure I already do” I growl at her and she lifts her head. 

“You complaining ? You sick of fucking your fiancés pussy?” She hisses as she rides me faster. 

“Don’t say stupid shit Tatum” I growl and grab her hips harder. 

“Now be a good fucking girl and make me cum in your pussy”