Chained Lovers

Chapter 4: Tease

K I A R A ' S P.O.V

He took one look at the scene before him and froze. I didn't know what to make of it, his hand were slack at his sides, his face was void of any expression and his eyes...his eyes never blinked.

That was until Tyler decided to stupidly speak up.

"Look I don't know who you are but you shouldn't be on school property, leave now and don't mention anything otherwise I'll be forced to resort to other measures."

Bad f*****g move.

The statue he had turned into before had been destroyed. Tristan's whole body began to visibly shake with rage and he clenched his perfectly sculpted jaw. His eyes narrowed into sharp slits, as he stormed in and threw Tyler against the wall.

Tristan pulled back his fist and struck once, then again and again and again and again, never stopping until I finally charged forward. By now, Tyler's face was a bloody mess and as Tristan rose his fist to strike again, I hauled him back by his jacket.

"Tristan stop." He paid me no attention as he reached into his jacket and pulled out black gun.

"He was taking advantage of you." Tristan seethed, as he c****d the gun and aimed to shoot.

"No, he wasn't." His body stilled and he turned to look at me with a morbid expressions

"What?" I sighed, and snatched away the gun. Grabbing both discarded shirts, I threw Tyler his, before quickly putting on mine and walking out with Tristan trailing behind.

Once we reached the car, Tristan groaned in frustration and pinned me against the car door.

"Tristan what the f**k?" I growled, pushing to get free, but it was no use.

"Tell me what the f**k I just witnessed. If he wasn't taking advantage of you Kiara, then what the hell were you doing?"

This was what I wanted, wasn't it? I wanted to get him jealous, mad, furious even and yet, I still felt nothing.

No sense of accomplishment or self-worth, and to be honest I felt embarrassed to admit the truth.

"We f**k sometimes." I mumbled, quietly under my breath but he still heard. Of course he did, and we stop in silence as he processed the information.

"You f**k your teacher? Kiara do you know how sick that is?" Okay, that was it.

"Do you know how sick it is to use someone just to get information and then toss them aside like they're nothing? Do you know how sick it is to make someone love you, just to break their heart and leave?" I screamed, and unshed tears filled my eyes, but I refused to let them fall.

I've already cried over him too much.

I took in the shocked expression on his face and chuckled quietly. "Whatever, I can do what I like and Tyler makes me feel good."

"Yeah, well I'm sure your father would love to hear about this." I scoffed.

"You tell my dad about this and I'll tell him how you took advantage of me and took my virginity."

It was a petty but I played dirty.

"Took advantage of you? Please, you practically begged me for it and I held off as best as I could until I walked into your room and saw you lying on your bed in practically a thong and nothing else. I made you scream my name until the early hours of the morning remember?"

How could I forget the best night of my life?

"I faked it." I lied.

"Really, did you think fake everything?" He leaned in closer, so hit hot breath tickled my cheek. "Were you faking it when I made you c*m all over my fingers in my car, or when I went down on you whilst your parents were upstairs, or when I f****d you hard against the wall during training."

I had stop myself from coming right there and then, just by recounting all those steamy memories.

Fuck, he made me feel so good.

"Did you fake everything Kiara, because I didn't. I didn't fake anything, not one single emotion the whole time I knew you. I wasn't faking it the first time I told you that you were the most beautiful girl I had ever seen, I wasn't faking it when we first made love and I wasn't fake it when I said I was in love with you. Because I was in love with you, and I'm still in love with you now baby girl."

I wanted to cry, laugh, throw up, kiss him. kill him... and I wanted to run into his arms and hold him so tight that he never let go.

But instead I simply said, "Let's go."

I pushed him away and climbed into the car. As I waited for him to walk around and get into the drivers seat, I allowed myself a moment to breathe.

Only one day and he already had me on an emotional rollercoaster.

"So where to next?" I was glad he didn't mention it.

"The mall, I want to go shopping."

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Two hours and £500 later, we finally stopped to eat. I finally stopped blushing after my stomach had growled constantly, earning a laugh from Tristan, and texted Tessa about my current whereabouts.

Out with T x Shopping and hopefully making him regret his choice of occupation ~ Kiara

sounds sooo fun!! ~ Tessa

Totally, I'm having the time of my life ~ Kiara

You should definitely have some fun with this...get what I mean? ~ Tessa

I think so...the same thing we did with the Marshall Twins? ~ Kiara

Yes!!! Omg, deffo do it! You earned that girl! ~ Tessa

I'm so doing it!! The devil has come out to play ~ Kiara

Have fun you evil b***h xx~ Tessa

Oh, I will. Bye xx ~ Kiara

I slid my phone away, just as Tristan slid into his chair. He passed my burger, and I chose to ignore the fact that he remembered my favourite and regular order.

Taking a bite of the big juicy burger, I grabbed a couple of fries and stuffed them into my mouth before taking a large sip of my milkshake.

I repeated the process a couple of time, until I caught a pair of emerald green eyes staring at me.

"What?" I mumbled, with a mouth full of meat.

He chuckled. "I don't know where you put it all. Even I don't eat as much as you."

I swallowed my mouthful and wiped my mouth with a napkin. "I'm a growing girl, I need food and of course it goes somewhere. It goes to the my chunky thighs or my wide hips or my ass or...that please of flab called my stomach!"

"I know for a fact that you didn't just insult the body I worship." I rolled my eyes.

"I've actually grown to love body, it's crazy what a terrible break up can do to a person." My tone dripped with sarcasm and noted how an indescribable emotion flickered in his eyes.

"Well, it's good you love your body just as much as me. Actually scratch that, no-one could love your body as much as me."

"God, you're so...annoying." He leant back in his seat and threw his head back as he laughed.

"Annoying, seriously? Baby girl, I think you're losing your touch."

"Shut the f**k up, I'm just hungry."

"Didn't you just eat about a thousand calories?"

"And I would eat a thousand more again, if I could." His laughter boomed again and this time I even joined in. As our chuckling came to a halt, our eyes met and he smiled.

His pearly whites and cute dimples peeked out as he gave me the smile that used to brighten up my everyday.

And in turn, I gave him one back.

"We should really go. I want to hit a couple more stores." I destroyed the moment completely, as I pushed back my chair and began to walk away, leaving him to carry the bags alone.

Tessa and her evil plan drew me towards the shop with bright neon lettering scrawled above the shop. I walked in first and went straight to the back.

My hands skimmed over the lace and satin. I needed the perfect attire to make him drool and pine over what he can't have.

"Do you have these in blue?" Blue was his favourite colour because when we first met, I had dark blue hair that caught his eye and instantly drew him towards me.

Or that's what he said.

Mine was green, for obvious reasons, but since then I've turned to black or pink. Mostly depending on my mood.

"Uh Kiara, why the f**k are we in a women's lingerie shop?" He stressed the word lingerie and women, very clearly.

"Well I need more lingerie, amongst other things. If there's a problem, you can wait outside?" My voice was sickly sweet and I knew from the intrigued look on his face that he was falling into the trap.

"I can't risk anything happening, I'll wait." There was a slight pause as I picked up a couple of thongs. "You're just buying them, right? I mean, you're only looking."

The woman came back, right on schedule and handed me the blue lingerie. "Actually, I think I need to try them on."

Strutting over to the dressing rooms, I handed the lady my platinum client card and followed down to the VIP section. Since I shipped here regularly, I earned special perks such as access to the private dressing room with a wall of mirrors, so you can see every angle.

Something I was sure, Tristan would love.

"Thank you." The woman quickly left, shutting the door behind her and I placed my items on the tuft ottoman in the centre of the room.

"Kiara, what are you doing?" I shrugged, pulling down my skirt.

"Trying on the underwear." His eyes went wide, before he quickly spun around and clasped his eyes shut.

I paid him no mind, as I stripped and changed into the thing scraps of lace. The game was to tease but not act. To pay no attention and yet gain it all with mere simple movements.

I faked a groan, earning his attention. "What's wrong?" I almost laughed at the concern in his voice.

"I can't reach the clasp at the back." I quickly undid the clasp and then pretended to struggle.

Tristan sighed. "Can't you just not do the clasp and look at it that way?"

"No, I can't." I stated, rolling my eyes.

"Fine then, I'll help you, just cover everything up."

"Why? It's not anything you haven't seen before." I muttered angrily, holding the clasp up for him.

Slowly uncovering his eyes, he brushed my hair to one side, his fingers gently brushing again later the nape of my neck. I glanced up just as he did and we locked eyes in the mirror.

I sucked in a sharp inhale and force as his fingers trailed down my spine and almost caressingly, fixed the clasp.

Our eyes never strayed from one another's, even as his hands travelled down my hips and gripped me tight. Even as his body inched closer to mine and even as he pressed his lips to my shoulder, once.

"I think that's enough." I mumbled, pulling away but his hands pulled me back and he spun me around.

"Oh no you don't. No running, not again." I scoffed.

"I thought running was your specialty." He glared at me, yet didn't let go and I was about to push him when the door swung open.

"Oh, sorry. I thought this one was free." The woman was wearing nothing but a pair of lace red underwear. Her slender hips, with huge breasts and round ass were the perfect ratio.

Normally I wouldn't be jealous, I mean why would I be, I'm f*****g hot, but the way Tristan's eyes raked over her body, the way she caught him and winked, and the way he returned it with a smirk, just...irked me.

Here I was standing half naked and he was eyeing up another woman. The bastard.

"Well, it's not so f**k off." Both of them stood there, the woman giving me a confused look and Tristan staring down at me in disbelief.

"Helloooo!! Do you speak English? Get the f**k out." She gave me a sharp glare, before batting her eyelashes at Tristan and blowing him a flirtatious kiss.

"I said get the f**k out!" Grabbing my heel, I launched it at her but it just missed her as she ran out and slammed the door shut. I huffed in anger and crossed my arms over my chest.

Tristan looked over, trying to stifle his laughter.

"What's so f*****g funny?" I snapped.

"You. You and your insane jealousy. I mean, is it actually possible that you've become more jealous?"

"What are you talking about, more jealous? I was never jealous before." He scoffed and gave me a playful smile.

"Really? You don't remember socking a girl straight in the face because she tried to grind against me, or tripping up that girl who winked at me when we went to Tessa's party, or that time you slipped Rachel laxatives?" That last one was my best.

Rachel was this w***e that my dad employed, that worked alongside Tristan. She tried to seduce him multiple times and because we weren't allowed to be together, I had sit on the side lines and watch as she flirted with my man.

It's safe to stay after I slipped laxatives into her drink every day for two weeks, she quit...and I won.

"You can't prove that last one was me, and the others were just annoying." I shrugged simply, stepping forward but he pushed me back.

"Why can't you just f*****g admit it? Admit that you want me, admit you still care."

"I can't admit something that isn't true." I snarked.

"You're so goddamn frustrating." He seethed, grabbing a fistful of his hair and yanking on it.

I couldn't help but reminisce the countless amount of times I used to tug, yank and pull his silky locks as he pleasured me like there was no tomorrow.

"Whatever, just go chase that stick b***h. She's probably waiting for you with her long legs spread. I'm sure you'll have a lot of fun with that skinny little whore."

"So that's what it is?" He let out a small laugh of disbelief and pressed his hands on either of my face.

"You. Are. Perfect." He was so close that I couldn't breathe.

"That girl meant nothing to me, I didn't even find her attractive. I was simply thinking about how much better you would have looked in her outfit. You're curvy and sexy and have the best ass I've ever seen." I giggled as he gripped my ass with one hand. "And most of all, you're mine. Well, you were mine."

"You really weren't looking at her?" I sounded desperate and weak, but I was sick of pushing my thoughts and feelings aside. He had a way of bringing my insecure side out.

And that scared me.

"I like my girls thick and baby-girl you." His eyes raked my lace clad body. "Fuck..you have the body of an goddess."

Staring deep into my eyes, he gently tipped my chin up and brushed his thumb over my bottom lip that parted on instinct.

"I've missed these lips, so f*****g much." He paused, tearing his gaze away from my lips.

"Can I kiss you?"

This was the choice.

The choice that possibly determined the future of our relationship. Kissing him...fuck..kissing him would be incredible. My body already yearns for his and one kiss would cause all the s****l tension to dissipate.

But one kiss could also lead to something more...sex. I know because I can't even count the amount of times one peck has led to me being bent over and f****d.

Although that sounded extremely appealing, I wasn't ready.

"I'm sorry, I can't. I can't forgive you." He staggered back slightly, as I had forcefully pushed him away, and took one last look at me before storming out.

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A/N: Yes!! Finally some steamy Kristen moments!! Or is Triara?? Comment what you think their ship name should be!!