SHTL- Chapter 3: Decisions to Be Made

Point of View: Tiara Green

For the first time in a while, I planned to go outside without a disguise. "C'mon old man we have things to do."

"I'm coming now bossy." He came upstairs wearing a white shirt, white casual blazer, grey pants, and black Frye Harness 8R boots.

My insides practically melt at the sight I remember reading about that outfit… Christian Grey. "You can't wear that."

"Why not I like this outfit?"

"That's not fair."

"What do you mean?"

"Just… You… I… mmm."

Ian smirked at me, "Oh you don't want me to wear it because I turn you on."

"No not at all it just reminds me of something."

"So you're saying that the person who wore this outfit turns you on but not me."

"Yup that's exactly what I'm saying."

He moved closer to me so close that I was practically looking straight up. "Are you sure about that because we can easily settle this?"

"…We have stuff to do and very sure." I walked out the room and to the elevator.

Ian followed closely behind but moved to the opposite wall when we stepped in. He kept staring at me waiting for me to break under his intense look. I was two seconds away from tearing his clothes off but the opening doors of the elevator saved me. We got in the car and Ian went right back to trying to make me break.

"I still don't believe you hon."

"Well you should because what I said was true. Can you not handle someone saying you're not turning them on for once in your life?"

"Oh I can but you are just lying."

"Nope I'm not."

He looked at me then pulled into an abandoned parking lot behind a building then put the car in park. "Why are we here?"

"Okay Tiara you can tell me the truth or we can just use my method of proving that I'm right."

"There's nothing to tell Ian."

He raised an eyebrow then pulled my legs over to him and took off my leggings throwing them in the back sit. My jaw dropped, "What was that for?"

"Tell me or I'll go a step further."

"Still nothing to tell you."

He picked me up by my torso and placed me on his lap with my back to the steering wheel. "I'll give you one last chance to say that I'm turning you on in this outfit."

"You don't want me to lie do you?"

"Okay fine let's make this even more interesting. If you're wet right now, which means you lied, then I get to do something very sexual to you at any place or any time."

"…Deal."

Ian smirked right before tearing my panties off. "Was that necessary? Fine I'll tell you."

"Nope it's too late babe we already made the bet." He ran his thumb gently over my oversensitive pum. "Oh I think I've won sweetheart."

I could feel my face getting redder by the second. I didn't understand why I was so nervous… you've been craving his touch since the day you left.

He slowly pushes his thumb inside me making me release a little whimper. "Mmm you've gotten tighter." Ian twirled his finger around and around making me writhe on top of him. It got worse as he tediously went in and out while kissing up my neck.

"Please stop I can't take this."

"It's not that bad baby."

I had a second of relief before I was stretched with his index and middle finger. I let out a long groan as he went deeper and deeper. All of a sudden, he starts going in and out rapidly.

"Ooo fuck Ian stop I'm going to cum."

"Admit it hon."

"I…I was… wrong," I managed between moans.

"Wrong about what?"

"About you… turning… me on… please stop."

"So I do turn you on?"

"Mhm."

He pushed in deeper, "Say it Tiara."

"Yes… yes Ian… you… turn me… on… a lot now… stop I… don't… want to... cum."

I could tell he was very statisfied with me saying it especially since I couldn't help the way I said it. He kissed me slowly pulling his fingers out, "Since you begged so nicely I'll stop."

I stretched out between the seats and grabbed my leggings. Before I had the chance to sit down, Ian had already smacked my behind. "Really mister was any of that necessary?" I ask sitting down.

"Very… I should dress like Christian Grey more often."

My eyes widened and I hit Ian in the stomach, "You did do it on purpose!"

He chuckled, "No I didn't but when I saw your facial expression I put two and two together."

"You're so evil."

"It turns you on."

I turned and looked out the window then rolled my eyes.

"Ready to see how my life is as myself?" I asked getting out the car.

"Yup," Ian walks around to my side and takes my hand intertwining his fingers between mine. We begin walking towards the London Eye and within seconds paparazzi come out from nowhere.

"Tiara will you be going back into the court room?"

"You disappeared for two months in the U.S. why?"

"Did your ex fiancé have anything to do with it?"

"We missed you stay in London for a while. Have you written a book yet?"

"Guys all your questions will be answered at an upcoming interview I promise."

"Ian did you come here to bring Tiara back to the States with you?" Another random person asked.

"Uh not intentionally but I do want to claim her as mine again."

The crowd awed and snapped more pictures of us, "You will see us again soon but if you don't mind I would like to show Ian the London Eye."

The sea of people parted for us and we walked hand in hand to the bottom of the Ferris wheel. "Paparazzi here are so different."

"Nah they just love me for some reason."

"Because you're lovable and not your typical snobby celebrity you talk to them as if you're friends."

"Whatever you say Ian." We stepped into one of the capsules, "Enjoy the ride," the young blonde woman said closing the door behind us. Ian looked at me as I made my way to the other side of the little room looking at the scenery. He walked over next to me and touched my left hand. I couldn't help but tense up, "This reminds me of-"

"I know."

I looked up at him and he was already looking down, "I'm sorry. I ruined everything with my stupidity and insecurities."

"Baby it wasn't all your fault I don't want you to carry any guilt."

"I can't help it especially when I reflect on what you told me you wanted. You're thirty-five wanting children with me. Let's say that we have kids in two years when you're thirty-seven, by time our first child is twenty you will almost be sixty years old. I feel as if I have robbed you of the life you have wanted that you could've had with a plethora of other women. I want to give you what you need and crave out of life and I could've. If I hadn't walked out on you, we would probably be married by now since we both don't like to wait. Right now instead of being here, we could've been in a doctor's office talking about conceiving our first child. I don't even know if I can have kids with the state I'm in so you could've wasted all the time for nothing. Because of me… only me, the life you want has been pushed back at least another year."

"So what I'll be sixty with a twenty year old child I would rather wait for the woman I love completely, a love that consumes you and I, to have a child with. If I hadn't kept looking for you I would probably be seventy with a twenty year old or without kids at all. Yes, I do want kids but more importantly, I want a woman that I can share that all with. You didn't push back anything; you didn't ruin my life you made it better. Whatever happens between us Tiara, it was meant to be. I love you… I would wait until my last dying breath for you."

Ian's words made me want to cry all over again why in the hell would I ever leave this? I had no clue what to say to such a romantic line so I just wrapped my arms around him sharing a long, slow, passionate kiss. Before I knew it, I was cornered with my back against the wall and Ian leaning over me with hands on the wall. He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist.

"You do know we only have around fifteen minutes left?"

"That's just enough time."

I laughed, "So not happening especially with people watching us from below."

"Fine but will you answer me this one question?"

"Sure," I said.

"Will you comeback to Louisiana with me… today?"

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