Lily's Protector - Wolves MC

Chapter 21

Nitro

I'm standing in the shower, letting the water run over me, trying to clear my head, but all I can think about is the taste of Lily's lips on mine. Fuck, I want her lips again and I want her in this fucking shower with me. I want my hands all over her body, with the water rushing over her soft skin. I want to bathe her, to run my fingers through her wet hair as I wash it. I want to treat her like the fucking goddess she is. Fuck, what is this woman doing to me?

My cock grows hard with my thoughts of her, and I reach down to stroke myself. I haven't jacked off this much since I was a teenager. Finding my release quickly, I laugh at myself, as I haven't come that quickly since I was a teenager either.

A few minutes later, I'm dried off and changed into a black tank top and drawstring sweatpants. I open the door to my room and can instantly hear music coming from the kitchen. Walking in, I see Lily at the counter dancing with her back to me. Fuck me, what a sight it is. Leaning against the wall, I watch quietly, not wanting to interrupt her, or me for that matter, as I've got the best seat in the fucking house watching her ass swing side to side to Billy Idol's Rebel Yell.

Fuck, I sure do love walking into rooms with her ass in my face, especially when she's doing this figure eight thing with her hips. Good, fucking god this woman can move. She's making me hard just watching her. Fuck, what am I saying, I get hard just thinking about her.

To make this show she's giving me even better, she's changed into a tiny black tank top and a pair of loose black lounge pants that are riding low on her hips, barely staying up by the tiny drawstring around her waist. So, every time her hips roll to each side, her black lace thong plays peek a boo with me. I let out a soft moan thinking about ripping them off her, as she turns to face me, breaking out into a smile when she sees the look on my face.

"Hi" Lily whispers, blushing at me.

"Hi, Little One" I smile at her and close the distance between us, placing my hand on her cheek, "you're a sexy woman"

"Thank you, Nitro" she whispers, as her hazel eyes look deeply into mine. Fuck, I can tell she wants me to kiss her, just as fucking badly as I want to, but I can't. She needs to cook and if I start kissing her, I'm not sure she's going to get much cooking done.

"Can I help?" I ask her, glancing over her shoulder at the counter behind her.

"No, but I would love your company." She shakes her head gently, keeping her eyes on me.

"You've got it." I lift her hand to my lips and kiss the back of it before releasing it and sliding around the bar onto a barstool across from her, "So, what are you making?"

"Chicken parmesan" she grins as she turns to the stove and stirs a pot of marina sauce. Holy fuck, she's cooking Italian.

"Sounds fucking delicious, Italian is one of my favorites. I'm glad you found everything you need." She has made herself at home and I couldn't be happier. Her cooking in my kitchen, is weirdly turning me on.

"You have a massive, fully stocked pantry. I'm fucking impressed." She says grinning at me, before she turns away from me to walk to the fridge.

"I'm glad you're happy with it, Little One. I prefer to cook. I don't eat out much." I shrug as she walks towards me, setting milk and a carton of eggs onto the counter.

"Same, it's healthier. Where are your casserole dishes?" she asks, gesturing towards the numerous cabinets lining the walls of the large kitchen.

"And here I thought you and my kitchen were besties." I tease her as she leans on the bar in front of me and sticks her tongue out.