Chapter 95 Stretching
Ari's P.O.V.
By the time we get out of the shower, it's after six. We get ready as fast as we can. I bite my tongue, so I don't say anything when she puts on an outfit similar to the one she wore yesterday. Rather than being black, it's purple but is still just as revealing. I don't want Tyler to see her like this, but I also don't want her to kick my ass for saying anything. When we reach the gym, I have my arm around her, and Tyler looks like he's ready to kill me. I don't think Dakota would like it if I marked my territory by peeing on her, so I do the only thing I can. I tighten my hold on her and kiss her forehead while looking Tyler in the eye. I dare him to try something with her.
"Sorry, we're late. We lost track of time." Dakota looks up at me and smiles.
"It's easy to lose track of time with you." I lean down and kiss her lips lightly, making her giggle.
"Whatever. Start stretching," Tyler says, as though he's our instructor.
"We did our stretches, but I guess a few more wouldn't hurt," she says. I chuckle at what Dakota considered stretching while Tyler's face turns red. However, he suddenly smirks, and I don't like it. What does he have up his sleeve?
"I have a new stretch to show you. Come here, Dakota, and I'll show you what to do. It really stretches out your core muscles and your legs." I want to hold her back when she walks toward him, but I don't. If he does anything inappropriate, I know she'll get him before I can.
"What do I need to do?" Dakota asks him.
"Turn around and bend over," Tyler instructs her while looking at me. Dakota does as he says, and he moves forward so he's right against her ass. I clench my hands, and he smiles.
"Spread your legs apart, and I'm going to press my body to yours to help stretch you out." I get the underlying message, but Dakota doesn't. She spreads her legs, and he pulls her against him. I'm sure her butt is rubbing against his penis.
"Like this?" she asks. Tyler puts his hands on her hips and closes his eyes briefly before smirking at me.
"That's perfect." He moves his hips against her and then rubs his hand from her lower back up to her neck, and he bends over her so his front is pressed to her back. Dakota shifts slightly, and Tyler pushes against her more.
"How does that feel?" He keeps his eyes on me. Dakota suddenly stands and comes to my side. I look down and see his erection, and I know exactly why she moved away from him.
"I'll stick with my own stretches." She puts her arm around my waist and won't look at Tyler. I think she may have figured out that Tyler no longer sees her as a sister. His face is red with anger, and he doesn't even try to hide his erection. It's taking everything in me not to kick his ass. I won't because of Dakota, but I won't hold back the next time he tries something.