Shade (The Last Riders 6)

Lily was dressed in a robe, brushing her hair, when he entered the bedroom later that night.

He was tired as fuck. He had stayed to cover the hole with five other brothers and then had to drive to the Porters to argue with Greer for extra weed for the night’s party. The brothers from Ohio had cost him an hour of his time as well as an argument with Greer.

The angry Porter had made out like a bandit for his weed, claiming it was meant for another buyer. Shade had to give him more money to get him to give him the order, and then the stubborn asshole hadn’t wanted to give it up until Shade had threatened to find another supplier. He would make sure not to smoke any until Greer was over his anger. He didn’t trust him. He had probably pissed on it when he was growing the plant.

“You look tired tonight,” Lily said, putting her arms around his neck then taking a hasty step backward.

“I’m taking a shower now,” Shade apologized, taking off his shirt.

“Want me to join you?” Lily smiled.

“No,” Shade said, unintentionally abrupt. He was so horny he would fuck her before they could have the talk he was determined they would have.

“Oh.” Lily looked down at her feet then up into his face. “Are you afraid I’m going to have another break if you make love to me the way you want?”

Shade stared at her in horror that she believed that. “Of course not,” he denied. “Let me shower, and then we can talk. I had planned to have this conversation with you tonight.”

“You did?” Lily’s eyes filled with hurt.

“Yes. Lily, you’re misunderstanding me. Just give me a few minutes.”

“Okay.”

Shade hesitated yet knew he reeked. He needed the shower.

He showered, washing his hair and body twice to get the smell of gasoline off. Then he spared the extra minutes to shave.

He opened the door, ready to talk, only to find the bedroom empty. Frustrated, he dressed.

His wife had probably run to Beth’s house to complain to her sister that she wasn’t getting any. Shade laughed to himself as he put on his boots.

Going to the bedroom door, he opened it then walked down the hallway. The Friday party had taken over the upstairs and had gradually overtaken the downstairs, too. He had shut his bedroom door, but he would be lucky if no one was inside fucking by the time he was able to get Lily to leave Beth’s.

The pole in the workout area was surrounded by a large group of brothers. Shade took the first step upstairs, casually looking over to see which woman was drawing all the attention. He nearly fell up the steps when he saw Lily swinging from the pole.

He turned, watching as his wife hooked a leg around it, falling backward and giving the brothers a view of her tits which nearly fell out of the tiny, red leather top she was wearing. It was tied in a bow between her breasts.

She raised herself with only the strength of her thigh muscles, and Shade saw Lily was wearing a pair of matching red booty shorts which showed the bottom curve of her ass.

She turned, using her arms to lift her up the pole, her thighs clenching it as she climbed toward the ceiling.

“Holy fuck!” Lucky said, coming down the steps, his mouth hanging open.

When Shade glared at him, starting to go up the steps, Lucky took one look at him and ran off, running upstairs and slamming the door behind him.

Shade went to the music, turning it off. The men turned, about to yell, only to see Shade’s furious face.

“Get out, now.”

The brothers left, going up the steps as they threw him envious looks.

“Doesn’t the brother know we’re about sharing?” one brother from Ohio complained.

“Why don’t you go remind him?” Rider suggested as they went up the steps.

The brother snapped his mouth closed, the others following behind him.

“Rider, shut the door!” Shade yelled up behind the brother who was lingering at the top of the stairs.

He waited until he heard the door slam before he turned the music back on then walked back to stand next to the pole.

“You can finish your performance now,” Shade told Lily who was holding onto the pole at the top.

“I’m not in the mood anymore,” she snapped. “The only ones who would have appreciated it are gone.”

“Angel, I appreciated watching your ass climb that pole, believe me. What I don’t appreciate is that the brothers from Ohio saw it, too.”

“So, you wouldn’t have minded if it had been the men here?”

“I would have minded, but they would have been smart enough not to watch.”

“Rider watched,” Lily taunted.

“He doesn’t count—he can’t help himself,” Shade said. “If you’re not going to continue, why don’t you come down?” Shade asked conversationally.

“Because you’re mad at me,” Lily explained.

“Isn’t that what you wanted?”

“I’ve changed my mind.”

“Come down, now,” Shade said through gritted teeth. “Or I’m coming up to get you.”

Lily loosened her thighs, sliding down the pole.

“Are those the shoes I bought you last year?”

“Yes.”

Shade stared down at the gold high-heeled shoes which had cost almost as much as a bar of gold.

“You need to buy another pair,” Shade told her, his eyes going over her taut body. “Go to the bedroom.”

Lily sidled past him, walking through the basement and down the hallway. Shade followed behind her, his eyes never leaving her ass.

His wife had a perfect ass. He had to admit it was one of the reasons he had fallen in love with her, right after he had seen her eyes. It was her ass which had sealed the deal, though.

Shade closed the door, leaning back against it with his arms crossed in front of his chest, watching as his wife shifted nervously from foot to foot.

“Would you like to go to your safe spot?” Shade asked.

“No.”

“Do you remember your safe word?”

“Blueberries.”

“Good. By the way, before I forget, where did you get that outfit?”

“Vida bought it for me. It came in the mail last

week.”

“She the one who showed you those new stripper moves?”

Lily reluctantly nodded.

“You have me debating whether we should join them for vacation this year. You’ll have to earn that privilege.”

“Fuck you,” Lily snapped. Then horror filled her eyes as she slapped a hand over her mouth.

Shade guessed it was okay to use the curse word when playing around, but not in anger. He shook his head. Trying to figure Lily out would give him a headache, and he had another ache to take care of first.

“We’ll deal with your disrespect later. By the way, that’s number twenty-four.”

“Twenty-four?” Lily questioned.

“Twenty-four times you have disrespected me since you found out you were pregnant. It’s time I brought your punishments up to date, which I will rectify after we’re done talking.”

“There’s nothing to talk about, is there?” Lily said, turning her face away from him. “You think I’m too emotionally unstable to talk to or have sex with. Even when you did have sex with me, you went easy on me because you were afraid I couldn’t handle it, didn’t you?”

“Yes and no.” Shade raised his hand. “Never having experienced a Dom/sub relationship, I wanted to find out how you would deal with one. I didn’t want to throw you in the deep end if you couldn’t deal with the lifestyle. I wanted to find the parts you liked and give that to you, and then we could go further slowly.”

“What if I didn’t like any of it?”

“Then I would have stopped.”

“You can’t stop being who you are for me.” Lily’s anger had her flushing. Her hands went to her hips. “You do that all the time. Why do you work at the factory? Bliss said you hate it; do you?”

“Yes,” Shade admitted truthfully.

“Then why are you doing it?”

“Because when I asked Viper for the job the summer you wanted to work there, that was the deal. I couldn’t toss it away when I was done with it unless I found someone to replace me who does it just as well.”

“Then find someone,” Lily said with frustration.

“Who? Name me one Last Rider who can do it as well as I can. I’m not bragging; I’m actually good at it. It’s hard and time-consuming, and you have to deal with the brothers and women who would rather be in bed than filling orders.”