One such night he was again ordered to stand gate duty. It was late, and everyone was starting to migrate inside as a light drizzle was starting up. Skylar had been sitting with a group at a picnic table under a tree in the yard. Shades, like he always did when she came around, was unconsciously keeping tabs on where she was.
He watched as some of the other girls she’d been sitting with made their way inside, complaining about the stray raindrops. He heard Skylar call after them that she would be along in a minute, after she sent a text.
And then they were alone, just the two of them left in the yard in the dark of night. He stood at the gate, his eyes on her as she sat in the dark shadows under the tree. The only light in the yard came from a dim bulb near the back door and the remains of burning embers in the fire pit.
Shades took a hit off his cigarette, the glow probably the only thing she could see by the darkened gate. But she was looking his way. He knew it. He could feel it. And then he watched as her shadowy form stood and walked toward him.
As she approached, he tossed his cigarette, the glowing tip arcing as it flew into the alley. When she reached him, Shades barely let her get out a breathy greeting before he grabbed her by the hand, pulled her around the gate and pushed her back up against the outside of the six-foot wooden fence as his mouth came down on hers.
When he finally broke the kiss, she stared up at him breathlessly. “Why did you do that?”
“Because I had to,” he replied, delving in for another one. When that kiss ended he looked down at her and confessed, “I watched you earlier, when you were dancing.” She’d been one of a group of girls that had started dancing when some good music came on the stereo that was piped into the yard. He’d been hypnotized by the way she’d moved to the music. “Were you gettin’ your ‘feel good’ on?”
“I was having fun,” she admitted.
“You were doin’ more than that, honey. You were driving me crazy. Me and every guy here.”
She grinned, her white teeth flashing in the moonlight. “Is that so?”
“You know it’s so. You can definitely move, girl.” He leaned in close again, nuzzling her neck. “You smell good, too.”
“So do you.”
He pulled back. “I do?”
She nodded, her hands running up the front of his cut. “Leather and wood-smoke and…you.”
He moved in closer again, promising, “One of these nights, girl. One of these nights, I swear.”
“What, Shades? What do you swear?”
“You and me, we’re gonna find out just how hot this flame burns.” He kissed her again, but broke off again, warning, “Your girls will be looking for you soon.” He studied her mouth. “Fuck, what I wouldn’t give for just a few more minutes with you.”
The creaking sound of the back screen door opening carried to them. Shades released her, ordering in a whisper, “Don’t move.” He stepped around the open gate.
“Hey, Prospect, you seen Skylar?” Cole called out from the back steps.
“Nope. I think she left a while ago.”
“Okay. You can go ahead lock up the gate and go home. You look beat.”
“Thanks.”
After Cole went back inside, Shades moved back over to Skylar, boxing her in against the wooden fence again.
“I just lied to a brother over you. Fuck, baby, what you do to me.”
“Shades-”
He cut her off with a kiss, moving in against her until their bodies were touching. His long fingers threaded into her hair holding her immobile as his mouth plundered deep. Eventually, they both had to come up for air. He broke off, his forehead pressing against hers, his breath sawing in and out.
“I saw you up at that shaved-ice place on Route 31 last week. You were standing out front when we all rode by.”
Her voice came out with a breathy quality that told him the kiss had affected her as much as it did him. “I saw you, too. Everyone did. There were a dozen of you, and we could hear those rumbling pipes coming a mile away.”
“I rode past there three times this week. Just hoping to see you there again. Just hoping to catch a glimpse of you,” he confessed, studying her reaction. “You know why I’m telling you this?”
She shook her head.
“Because you need to know where I’m at.”
“And where is that?”
“Right on the edge, sweetheart. You’ve got me starvin’ for it. Do you understand?”
She looked up at him and nodded.
He brushed his thumb across her cheekbone. “There’s something in the way you look at me. In the way you’re lookin’ at me now that tells me you feel it, too. So, you gotta tell me, Sky, are we on the same page here?”
“Yes, Shades. I feel it, too.”
“Little girl, getting messed up with you is the last fucking thing I need to be doing-” he broke off, shaking his head.
Skylar’s hand came up and closed around the wrist of one of the hands that was still cradling her head. “Shades, I think about you all the time, every minute.”
“Fuck, don’t say that.”
“It’s true.”
“Christ, if I had any sense, I’d send you right back through that gate.” He bit his lip, shaking his head again. “But I can’t. I fucking can’t, Sky. So, you need to tell me no. Right now. Right fucking now, Sky.”
She just looked up at him, refusing to do as he asked.
“You’re still standing here.”
“Yes.”
“I’m starting to sense a stubborn streak in you.”
Her chin came up. “Is that so bad?”
“Skylar, you know it’s wrong—the things I’m gonna ask you to do if you stay.”
“Ask me.”
He stared down at her, his breathing heavy. “Come with me.”
“Where?”
“Does it matter?”
She stared up at him.
“Does it, Sky?”
“No.”
“Then come home with me. Back to my shop. Back to my bed.”
Twenty minutes later, Shades was leading Skylar up the metal stairs to the tiny apartment above his shop. The light from the neon sign on the front of the building shone through the windows illuminating the space in a soft blue light.
He turned to her, taking both her hands in his, and pulled her as he backed up to the low dresser where he planted his ass against the edge. Then he pulled her to him, to stand between his spread thighs. It put her head a couple inches higher than his. They stood there, staring at each other a moment, and then Shades confessed, “I feel like I gotta be gentle and careful with you.”
“Why?”
“Cause you’re different. You’re not like the others.”
“You’re right. I’m not. Is that a bad thing?”
Shades let out a huff, “Not hardly. It’s a good thing. A very good thing.”
Her eyes strayed to the bed.
“You havin’ second thoughts?”
“No. Are you?”
His hand lifted to cup her face, his thumb moving over her mouth, his eyes following its movement. “This fire, baby. It could burn us both.”
“Do you care?”
“I could get kicked out of the club for this.”
“If Cole or Crash found out, they’d never let me up there again.’
“You willing to risk it?”
“Yes. Are you?”
“I’m standin’ here, aren’t I?”
“I am, too, Shades. I’m right here.”
“You know they’re gonna say we’re bad for each other.”
“How are we bad for each other?”
“They’ll say that I’m no good for you. That I’ll do nothing but drag you down. Are you gonna believe ‘em?”
“No.”
“Maybe you should.”
“And if they tell you a girl like me will bring you nothing but problems, that I’m nothing more than a distraction, one you can’t afford to have, are you going to
believe them?”
“What do you think?”
“Say it.”
“No, baby. I’ll never believe that.”
The words must have touched her, because she surprised him by stepping closer, her hands sliding under his cut to push it back over his shoulders and down to drop on the dresser behind him. She didn’t stop there. Her hands moved down to the hem of his tee shirt, and he helped her, reaching behind his head to grab two handfuls of fabric and pull it over his head. It fell to the floor as his eyes locked on hers, watching as her gaze moved over his shoulders, arms and chest. They stopped on the rosary chain that hung around his neck. Her hand moved to the silver cross dangling over his cut six-pack. She picked it up, and he watched her study it. And then she asked, “Are you Catholic?”
A smile pulled at the corner of his mouth. “Not a very good one.” He saw the confusion in her eyes. “It was my mother’s. I wear it for her. Keep her close to my heart.”
“She wanted you to be a good Catholic boy?”
The smile twisted on his face. “Obviously it didn’t take too well.”
She smiled back at him. “I don’t think you’re such a bad guy.”
His hands slid to her waist, and he pulled her closer. “Good to know, ‘cause tonight you’re gonna give in to me, Skylar.”
“Am I?”
His brows came together in a confused frown. “Hey, if you’re not feeling it, babe-” He broke off, standing up and starting to push her away, but she grabbed his arm, stopping him, more with her words than the hand on his bicep.
“No, I want this, Shades. I do.”
Before he could stop himself, he stood and took her head in both his hands to pull her close. Burying his hands in her hair, he pulled her head back, tilting her face up to his as he looked down at her. There was something about the way she looked up at him with those innocent blue eyes that had him aching for her. He whispered, “Then close your eyes, babe, and we’ll dive in the deep end together.”
Her eyes slid closed.
He pressed his lips to hers in a soft gentle kiss, holding it a moment. And then he bent and grabbed her under her ass, lifting her and carrying her as he strode to the bed. And then she was down on her back, and he was on top of her, where he’d wanted to be all fucking summer, his hips cradled between her spread thighs. Goddamn that felt right. He brushed the hair back from her face and stared into her beautiful eyes.
“Shades?”
“Yeah?”
“I just don’t want to get hurt.”
Her soft admission gave him pause. The empty promise was on the tip of his tongue, but he couldn’t bring himself to say the words. He wanted honesty between them. If this all went to shit, at least he’d know he hadn’t reeled her in with a pack of lies. “I can’t promise you that, babe. No one can.” He could see he wasn’t putting her mind at ease. “But I will promise you one thing. You let me in, Sky, I’ll take good care of you.”
“Will you?”
“Yeah, I will and I’ll make sure you have no regrets about tonight.”
She grinned. “Is that a promise?”
“That’s a guarantee.” He dropped his mouth to hers, kissing her softly, and then he lifted again, looking in her eyes. “It’s taken me all summer to get you here.”
“Shades, I’ve been here before.”
“Not talkin’ about you bein’ in my place or even in my bed. Talkin’ about you bein’ under me, like this.” He rolled his hips to underline his meaning.
“Oh.” Her answer came out in that soft breathy voice he loved so much.
“That’s not how I usually roll, babe. I’ve never spent this much time getting to know a woman the way I have with you.”
“I don’t want to hear about you and other women, Shades. Not now.”
“I’m telling you this so you’ll know. So you understand. This means something to me, Sky. You mean something to me.”
“Shades?”
“Yeah?”
“Tell me everything’s gonna be all right.”
He knew better than to lie to her, but he couldn’t stop the words she needed to hear from spilling out. Words he knew sure as shit were probably a lie. “Everything’s gonna be all right, baby.”
“I want you, Shades.”
He smiled down at her, letting her words melt through him. “Feeling wanted feels good.”
“I want to love you tonight.”
“Gotta say, likin the idea of being loved by you, Sky.” Her hands stroked softly up the bare skin of his back, and his eyes slid closed, and his jaw tightened as he felt himself grow even harder than he already was. And he knew there was no turning back now. He wanted his dick buried inside her. It was all he could think of, all he’d thought about all summer. No, not thought about, been consumed with. And there was one thing he knew wasn’t a lie. He couldn’t stop now if he wanted to. A muscle ticked in his jaw as he looked down at her. “I don’t mean to scare you, baby…but, this is going all the way. Ain’t no stopping now.”
She stroked the hair back from his head tenderly, and then repeated the strokes several more times, while he stared down at her. “I don’t want to stop you.”
“No one’s ever paid me attention like you,” he confessed. “The gentle way you touch me, shit, you got my heart pounding. I don’t think you realize, Sky, the way you affect me.”
She grabbed his rosary chain and pulled him down, her mouth opening under his as he dove in. His body moved against her as he slid up a few inches and took control of the kiss, claiming her with his mouth as he pinned her to the bed.
After a few minutes, he went up on his knees, looking down at her, his hands going to the fastening of her jeans. While he worked at getting them down, she writhed on the bed, pulling her shirt over her head to toss it to the floor where her jeans soon followed. And then Shades sat back on his haunches and grinned as he took in her camouflage patterned bra and panty set. He chuckled. “Camo, babe, really?”
“I saw them at Wally World. I thought they were cute.” She wiggled. “What, you don’t like them?”
“Oh, I like, darlin’. I like. But I’d like them a hell of a lot more on the floor.”
She undulated her body, and tempted, “Then maybe you should do something about that.”
“Oh, I plan to.” He reached to hook his hands in the fabric at her hips and began to slowly pull them down. They joined the growing pile on the floor. Then he stretched next to her and slid one bra strap slowly down her arm, pressing kisses along the edge of the bra. And then his hand was sliding under her to unhook it and toss it to join the rest.
His eyes roamed over her, his palm following along the trail of his eyes.
“No fair. You’re still half dressed,” she whispered breathlessly.
“You in a hurry all of a sudden?”
“No.” Her voice panting, her chest rising and falling.
“Then let me take my time and do this right, okay?”
“Okay.”
“You just relax, and let me set the pace.” His mouth moved to her throat, a barely there brush of his lips and facial hair before moving lower, trailing down to her breast.
“Okay.” Her voice was a little shaky now.
He captured a nipple in his mouth and sucked hard liking the way she arched her back, begging for more. He growled and gave it to her, latching on to her other nipple with no mercy while his thumb and finger tormented the first. Fingers slid into his hair and clenched, holding him to her. His angel liked it a little rough. Good to know.
Pressing a line of soft kisses down her belly, he moved lower, drawn like a moth to a flame. Her scent calling to him, pulling the deepest animalistic cravings from him.
He planted himself between her legs, his broad shoulders pushing her thighs wide, holding her open to him, and then his eyes traveled up over her body and locked with hers as his mouth sought her out. Her body jerked with the first stroke of his tongue, and then her head fell back, her back arching, her body
seeking his touch. He didn’t disappoint her, his mouth moving over her, giving her what she wanted. And then he took it up a notch, two fingers moving inside her, hooking to find that sweet spot that had her suddenly frantic with need. He didn’t let up until she was right on edge, and then he replaced his mouth with the pressure of his thumb, and she crashed over the threshold. Lifting his head, he watched the cascades of pleasure wash over her.
Beautiful. Fucking beautiful.
She lay panting as he slid up her body to pin her to the bed with his weight and took her mouth, capturing her breathy moan. When he lifted his head, he rose up on his elbows, his biceps caging her in as his hands brushed the hair back from her face. The look on her face was dreamy and angelic and everything he’d hoped for. And he’d put that look there.
Her legs wrap around him. “I want you inside me. Please.”
“I’ll be there soon, baby. When I know you’re good and ready.”
“I’m ready now,” she pleaded.
“Not yet, baby. I say when.” His body shifted to the side and his hand caressed down the soft skin of her belly to between her legs, where his fingers slid inside her. He captured the wetness that pooled there and spread it all around her, his fingers reigniting the flame that was just now starting to recede. “I want to see you come again, first.”
“Shades, please, I don’t know if I can.”
“You can. You will.” His hands worked their magic, and he soon had her writhing beneath him again, begging for release.
“Please, I need you. I…” her words broke off as a second orgasm swamped over her, and Shades smiled as she threw her head back, gasping. He slid from the bed to stand over her while he unbuckled his belt and then let his jeans hit the floor. The look on her face as she took in his size and length had a smile tug at his mouth.
“Oh, my God. There’s no way,” she objected in a breathy whisper, her chest still heaving.
He stretched out next to her. “It’ll fit, sweetheart. I promise you.” Taking his dick in his hand, he rubbed it over her, spreading her lubrication all over him.
She writhed, enjoying this new torture.
“Do you still want this, baby-girl?” he growled as he stroked over the sensitized folds.
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