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 spill 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.

“Who are you worried about? Killyama or Train?” Rider questioned Lily with a grin.

While the whole table cracked up, Lily threw the members an angry glance, her lips tightening in disapproval. Shade was happy someone else beside himself was on the receiving end that time.

The door opened and closed with a slam. They all sat watching as Train fixed himself a plate, piling on food, and then sat down at the table.

“Well?” Rider asked.

“Well, what?” Train asked with a glare.

“How did it go?”

“How the fuck do you think it went? The woman is a fucking lunatic. She thought I would let her drive my bike.”

“What happened when you told her no?” Lily asked.

“She tried to climb in front of me. I almost wrecked my bike.” He tore the top off his beer, taking a long drink. “When I brought her back here to her car, she actually thought I was going to fuck her.” He shook his head in disbelief.

“What happened when you told her no?” Lily asked again, apprehensively.

That time, Train remained quiet.

The shocked silence had Train lifting the beer to his mouth, finishing it in a long swallow.

Lily’s giggle had Shade hiding his own smile. He was smart enough not to goad Train when he was simmering to a boiling point.

“Did you manage to tame the bitch?” Rider asked with a smirk.

At that, all Hell broke loose. Train’s fist flew out, hitting Rider in the jaw and knocking him backward, toppling the chair and him over. Lily screamed, standing up from the table, about to go to Rider’s aid, but Shade took her arm and pulled her away.

Train threw himself on Rider when he attempted to stand up. Then the two fought on the floor, throwing their fists viciously at each other, striking whatever body part they could reach while Viper and Nickel tried to pull them apart.

“Stop!” Winter yelled. “You two are scaring Lily.”

Everyone except Winter froze, looking at Lily in trepidation, waiting for her to have one of her panic attacks.

Shade stared down at her, frowning. She didn’t seem upset.

Beth relaxed first, familiar with Winter’s machinations. Lily’s twinkling violet eyes had the other members turning to Winter suspiciously. She shrugged, sitting back down at the table then continued to eat. Lily joined her. Shade sat down next with the others gradually retaking their seats, as well. Finally, Train held his hand out to Rider, helping him to his feet. Both returned to their seats to finish their own dinners. Eventually, the atmosphere relaxed, and no one else dared to ask about either of Train’s rides.