Shade (The Last Riders 6)

While the Pastor stopped to talk to his faithful parishioners, Shade could tell Lucky only wanted to sit and eat.

Shade’s own amusement died at Lucky’s frustration when he heard Lily call him to their table. There was an easy familiarity between the two as he talked to Lily and her friends before giving his attention to Beth. Then the bastard managed to snag an invitation to sit and eat breakfast with them.

“I’m done. You ready?” Train asked, reaching for the check.

“No,” Shade answered at the same as Razer. “I want another cup of coffee.” He motioned to the waitress.

After she refilled his coffee, he and Razer unashamedly eavesdropped on Lily’s table, learning she was going away for the weekend on a youth trip.

Shade frowned. Why the fuck was Beth allowing her sister to go away for the weekend with a bunch of randy kids?

Shade could only hear bits and pieces of the conversation going on at the table. Regardless, he did catch the end when Lily stood up, preparing to leave.

“We better be going,” Lily told her sister. “I’ll be home by ten.”

“Finish your project. Don’t worry about the time, but remember you have school in the morning.”

Shade gritted his teeth at Beth’s mischievous look. What the hell? What kind of guardian was she to let Lily stay out late? She was practically giving them permission to fuck.

Shade saw the boyfriend put his arm around Lily as they left, the tension easing in his stomach when he saw her pull away from the touch.

Razer stood, watching Lucky flirt with Beth and then leave her to go pay the check.

“Let’s go,” Razer snapped as Beth left the diner.

Shade rose, already knowing what Razer had planned. He grinned when Razer picked up the tab for all three of them.

“What’s the hurry?” Train asked as they followed a rushing Razer outside.

“Shut up and get in,” Shade told him, getting in the truck.

Razer caught his eyes as he drove the truck out of the diner’s parking lot. Instead of speeding up on the small, two-lane road, Razer drove slowly.

“She’s not going to give your ass the time of day,” Train spoke up from the backseat, showing he wasn’t as clueless as Shade thought.

“Yes, she will.” Razer threw them a confident grin.

Shade didn’t smile back. He didn’t want Razer to become friendly with the pretty blond. He had a bad feeling in his gut. They should avoid any contact with either of the sisters, who lived the complete antithesis of the life The Last Riders led.

Instead of arguing against the upcoming interaction, however, he found himself speaking up. “There she is.”

Razer pulled up alongside where Beth was walking. “Want a ride home?”

“Yes.” The look on her face was composed, but Shade didn’t miss the hesitation in her eyes.

Shade didn’t give her time to change her mind, jumping out of the truck to let her climb in before getting back in himself.

“I live down Pine. It’s just—”

“I know where it is,” Razer cut her off before introducing them to her.

Shade saw her looking over his tattoos before lingering on his sunglasses.

“What’s so funny?” Razer asked, probably noticing her smile instead of focusing on driving.

“I was just wondering how you decided what your name was; if you chose it or someone else.”

“Depends,” Razer answered.

“On what?”

Razer shrugged. ”A lot of things. It’s usually because we’re good at something.”

“So because Shade wears sunglasses, he was given that name.” She smiled at him.

“You think I’m called Shade because I wear sunglasses?” He couldn’t hold back his laughter. Her naiveté was unbelievable.

He had been given the name while in the military, and it sure as shit wasn’t because he wore sunglasses.

“Then why do you think they call me Razer?”

“Because you like to shave?” A tinge of red covered her cheeks when Train laughed at her that time. Even Razer had a hard time holding back from laughing in her face.

If the woman knew how Razer had earned his nickname, she would jump out of the moving truck. The brother had become an expert at shaving the women’s pussies. The man had a fetish about having the women cleanly shaven, and if they shared his bed and hadn’t taken care of it, Razer would pull out his long-handled razor and shave them himself. Shade had witnessed it for himself many times over the years. Razer shaving the women was erotic as fuck and made the women hornier than hell.

Razer pulled into Beth’s driveway, where she further showed her innocence when she didn’t ask how they had known where she lived. Honestly, he and Razer had often found themselves driving by the house after the day they saw the sisters eating ice cream.

Shade didn’t get out of the truck, giving Razer his opportunity to be alone with Beth after he had let her out his door. Shade observed her uncertainty as she talked to Razer in front of her door.

“Think she’ll go out with him?” Train’s voice was skeptical.

“Yeah.” She might have been uncertain, but Shade also saw curiosity.

When Razer was back in the truck, Train asked, “Well?”

“We’re going for a ride on my bike.” Razer put the truck in reverse, pulling out of the driveway.

The speed he drove them back to the clubhouse showed how anxious he was. Shade had never seen Razer so eager to hook up with a woman. Usually, he was laid back, and all a woman had to do to get Razer’s attention was spread her legs. For once, Razer was having to chase tail. Although, Shade didn’t know how long that would last, since Razer had a short attention span whenever pussy was involved.

Shade climbed out of the truck when Razer brought Rider’s truck to a stop by his bike.

Razer tossed him the keys. “Give these to Rider for me.”

“Sure thing. Have fun.”

“I will.” Razer gave him a casual wave as he started his bike.

Shade went up the long flight of steps to the clubhouse sitting on the

hill. Finding Rider inside at the bar with his arm around Jewell, Shade slid his keys across to him.

“I thought you weren’t going to be gone long?” Rider questioned.

“Something came up.” Razer’s dick, Shade thought wryly, deliberately trying not to remember his own desire to sit and watch Lily.

Shade went behind the bar he and Knox had built the first week they had moved into the large clubhouse. It had been meant to be a bed and breakfast for buyers coming to see the factory which was being built, but that had all gone to Hell when Gavin had disappeared when it had come time to buy the equipment. Everyone in the town believed Gavin had taken the investment money and disappeared. Everyone except The Last Riders. They all knew in their heart he was dead, but they were determined to give him the proper burial he deserved.

Shade poured himself a whiskey, thinking he would return to Ohio and never look back after they had found out what had happened to Gavin and Lucky finished his investigation.

“I have to go run an errand for Viper. Later.” Rider left Jewell and him alone with Knox and Train, who were playing pool.

Shade studied Jewell’s black hair as he drank his whiskey. “Take off your top.”

Shade kept his eyes on hers as she pulled off her grey T-shirt, exposing her breasts since she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her breasts weren’t large, but they were firm with brown nipples.

Shade wondered what color Lily’s nipples were then immediately felt guilty for having dirty thoughts about an underage girl. He poured himself another drink.

“Lose the jeans.”

Jewell slid the jeans down her hips and thighs before stepping out of them.

“Sit on the stool.” Shade kept his instructions short, watching as her stomach quivered at the tone of command in his voice.

She lifted herself to sit on the stool as Shade walked over to her, spread her thighs until he had a clear view of her pussy, and then sat down in a chair facing the stool.

Knox and Train quit playing their pool game to watch.

“Play with yourself.”

While Jewell’s fingers started to eagerly rub her already wet pussy, he sipped on his whiskey, stretching out his legs to give his dick some room in his jeans.