Shade (The Last Riders 6)

“I’ll talk to him before he leaves tonight.”

“Let’s get inside. I don’t want Lily alone tonight.”

They walked up the path together. Shade was about to go inside when Lucky’s hand on his arm stopped him.

“Promise me one thing.”

“What?” Shade asked.

“If we find out whoever took her could have stopped that shit, I get him first.”

Shade couldn’t make him that promise; he didn’t make promises he couldn’t keep.

* * *

He heard her teeth chattering when he opened the door. Closing it, he quickly undressed then pulled the covers back, scooting closer to her in the bed and holding her shivering body to his.

“Shade?”

“Yes?”

“That day in the diner when I had that panic attack, there was a little girl at one of the tables. What happened?”

“I had left with you, but Knox told me Diamond had seen you staring at the family. Knox talked to them. The little girl was placed in her grandmother’s custody.”

“It’s funny how things turn out, isn’t it?”

“I don’t think it’s funny at all,” Shade said, pulling her tighter.

“I believe sometimes it’s meant for us to have to bear trials so we can recognize how to help others.” Lily’s voice grew drowsy.

“Go to sleep.” Shade’s voice was soothing.

It was then Shade realized the room was encased in darkness. She hadn’t turned the bathroom light on.

Her hand laced through Shade’s, and he pulled her closer, his cheek resting on her damp one.

The little girl in the restaurant had been abused by her mother. If Lily hadn’t recognized the signs, it would have continued. Lily’s suffering had changed that girl’s life for the better, but no one had been there to save Lily.

Shade raised his face from hers when he realized it wasn’t her tears on her cheeks. It had humbled him that her beautiful soul held no bitterness, trying to make the best out of what cards life had dealt her. He, however, was a mean motherfucker, and he was going to exact the revenge which she had been denied.

Chapter 61

He heard the music at the top of the steps. Lily must have turned it on after he had left her washing clothes in the basement.

He had expected her to be finished when he was done, but he had wanted to make sure she still wasn’t in the basement before he went upstairs. He knew she was all right in the club but he couldn’t keep himself from checking, making the excuse to himself that he would pack the clothes back upstairs for her.

Shade stood at the bottom of the steps with his mouth dropped open. She was on the pole, making experienced moves a stripper wouldn’t be able to perform. He quietly went to sit down on the couch to watch the show she didn’t know she was giving.

Lily was at the top and using her arms as leverage, she pushed her legs out from the pole. He could see the fine trembling of her arms and almost stopped her, afraid she would hurt herself, but she kept a firm grip before circling the pole with her thighs, making his cock harden at the sensuous movement.

Sliding down the pole, she stopped her momentum a few feet from the floor. Using her thighs, she held on to the pole, going backward until her hands touched the floor. Releasing her grip, she flipped her body, doing a brief handstand before continuing to flip until she stood straight, facing the steps. Then the buzzer for the dryer went off, and she moved toward the machine.

Thinking herself alone, Lily walked confidently with seductive grace across the floor, coming to an abrupt stop when she saw him sitting on the couch and staring at her. All her sexual confidence disappeared, and the shy woman was back.

“How long have you been there?” she asked suspiciously.

“Long enough to see you climb then come down the pole.”

“Oh.” Lily went to the dryer, pulling out the clothes and putting them in the basket. She didn’t meet his eyes as she jammed the clothes into the basket.

He made her nervous, which was a shame because she made him horny as hell.

“Come here, Lily.”

“Uh, no,” Lily said firmly.

“Why?” He tilted his head to the side, studying her reaction.

“Because I can tell by the way you’re looking at me that … you’re in a mood,” she finished helplessly.

“You’re right. I’m in the mood to fuck. Come. Here.”

Lily’s trembling hands set the basket down on the dryer before she slowly walked toward him. “Shade…”

“What do you call me when we’re down here?” He wanted her to have the same confidence with him that she’d had when she was alone. To do that, he had to build her trust.

Lily stopped in front of him.

His hand came out, cupping the back of her knee, touching the flesh below her workout shorts. He was well aware of how sensitive the flesh there was. Many men thought only the pussy or tits were sensitive to pleasure, whereas he had discovered a whole woman’s body could be used to raise her pleasure if touched the right way.

“Answer me.” Shade’s firm expression wasn’t harsh; however, he left no doubt that he expected her to obey him.

“Sir,” Lily answered.

He raised her knee, pulling it toward him until she had to lift the other on the other side of his hip, making her have to come closer. Shade maneuvered her body until she was kneeling over him while he stared up at her.

He slid his hands up the sides of her thighs, curving around toward her butt until his hands cupped her bottom, pulling her closer to him.

“Kiss me.”

He was pleased when Lily bent down, touching her mouth to his. Shade parted her lips, sucking her tongue into his mouth, letting Lily explore timidly.

His hand slid forward from behind, rubbing her crotch through the thin material of her shorts. He teased her clit with a brief touch before sliding back, not giving her a full caress, only a promise.

Lily moaned against his mouth as he slid his hand back and forth until her butt was pushing back against his hand, and her arms circled his neck.

Shade leaned forward, rising to his feet with her thighs clenching his hips as he carried her back to his bedroom. He opened the door and then closed it with his foot. Bending down, he laid her on the side of the bed before rising and standing between her spread thighs.

He turned to the bedside table, turning on the small lamp in the dark room. He wanted to see her face when she came.

In a split second, she had turned and scrambled off the other side of the bed, breathing heavily. Her breasts lifted and fell with her erratic breathing. She pushed her hair back from her face, her erratic movements causing the flesh of her tits to tremble. When she lifted her arm, Shade waited expectantly to see if they would spi

ll out of her top.

“Cut it out, Shade.” Lily blew out a deep breath, unconsciously rubbing her tummy. “I can’t do that.” She motioned to the bed.

“Why not?” he asked, staring at her in amusement. His eyes dropped to her hand’s tell-tale movements. Mentally, she might not be ready to fuck him, but her body was begging for it.

Lily quickly dropped her hand to her side. “Because I’m not ready yet. I haven’t made my mind up if I want to and,” she paused, “I’ve always planned to wait until I was married.” Lily lowered her eyes to the floor. “It means a lot to me,” she spoke softly, seeming embarrassed about telling him her feelings.

“I see.” Shade walked toward the door, opening it for her. The only way she was going to build trust with him sexually was to see he could stop when she wanted him to without freaking out on her.

She walked toward the doorway, giving him a relieved smile. “Thanks, Sir.”

“No problem.” Of course—he narrowed his eyes on her ass—that didn’t mean he had to keep building trust at her speed.

What had she meant that she hadn’t made her mind up yet? If they were in a relationship or not? He had a newsflash for her: they had been in a relationship for several months already. He was going to help his woman make up her mind.

Lily gave him a curious look as she went through the doorway but Shade kept his face impassive, not letting her see she wasn’t free. He was merely moving her seduction to a less-threatening room.

Shade carried the laundry basket to their bedroom, his lips twitching at her morose expression as she went to shower and change. He used the shower in the hallway, anxious to get downstairs.

Evie had fixed a huge roast with all the trimmings. Shade talked to the others at the table during dinner while Lily kept giving him angry glances.

“Train isn’t back yet?” Lily asked with a frown.

Shade had noticed the brother wasn’t back. As a matter of fact, he and Rider had joked that he had driven Killyama back to Jamestown to get Stud’s help to get rid of her.

Train had offered to give Killyama a ride on his bike when she had insulted the club about keeping promises when Rider’s bike wouldn’t start, and Viper had been gone with the keys to the metal door where Rider kept his extra bikes. Train was probably going to kick Rider’s ass for constantly losing his own key.