Ace: The Brimstone Kings MC (2 page)

I notice they are wearing a cut as soon as they get close enough to the diner. Seeing them outside the diner is really scary, they are huge! ‘The Brimstone Kings’ in big lettering on the back.

I’ve never heard of them before. But then again, I didn’t know we had an MC in the town either, shows how much I pay attention.

Chapter 2

There are four bikers that enter the diner. I’m on pins and needles. I’m not sure how to act around tough, scary bikers.  My ex-boyfriend is in a motorcycle club. I wasn’t with him when he joined we were broken up for a while before. So I haven’t been around bikers before.

I’m short; I may not be a toothpick of a size, but I’m small enough compared to these big boys. I’m desperately hoping they sit on Maureen’s side. So I don’t have to wait on them.

I look towards the men and see that they sat on my side of the diner. Oh great, just my luck!!! One of the men sitting at the table catches my attention; he’s a much older man. I would say he’s in his fifties. The others are younger. There’s one that looks my age, but I can’t be certain.

Suck it up, buttercup; you can do thi
s. I mentally prepare myself to head over and take their orders.

I head towards the booth where they are all sitting, praying I don’t fall right on my face. That would make an impression. I start to laugh out loud to myself. I look up, I see all the men looking at me with a curious expression.
Shit,
now they’re all staring at me.

I eye the men around the table. There’s a gray-haired man that has a President patch. The others have normal patches saying they are members of the club.

I give my best smile. “Hey fellas, what can I get you?”

The President gives me a grin. “Why look at you. Aren’t you a cute little thing.” 

My face feels like it's on fire, I’m pretty sure it’s beet red at the moment. All I hear are the snickers from the others. I fidget on my feet, not sure what to do.

“Would you like to order some drinks to start off with?” I ask, whispering softly as I try to avoid eye contact.

“Thanks, darling, that would be great.” He gives me a wide smile. “By the way, I’m Pit, and these sorry sons of bitches are, Hammer, Tracer, and Blaze.” He points to each member as he names them.

“Our VP is supposed to be joining us soon, so how about we start off with a cup of coffee.”

I head towards to counter; I grab four cups from the stack under the counter. I start pouring the coffee when I hear the door charm ring.

I glance up and see the sexiest man ever. I have seen my fair share of men and let me just say this, he is sex on a fucking stick. I want to just rub myself all over him like a cat in heat. Whoa, where did that come from?
Shit, I need to get laid.
How long has it been? Four months? Too long!

I watch him strutting toward the men, and I can’t help but admire the way his ass looks in his jeans, yummy. I grab the cups of coffee and place them on a tray, I head to the booth, and smile at the men and place their orders in front of them.

I look at the newcomer and give him a shy smile. “Can I get you anything to drink?”

He turns to face me and gives me a lazy grin. “Sure, sweetheart. I would love a cup of coffee, black.” I nod as I head back to the counter and fetch another cup, filling it up.

Carrying the cup of coffee, I set it down in front of him. “Thanks, sweetheart.” I feel giddy; I’m not sure what to say, so I nod at the man like an idiot.
Get a grip, Alison!!!

At that moment Pit decides to speak, “Darling, this here is my son and our VP, Ace.”

I beam over at Ace. “Hello, Ace.” He gives me a grin and nods. “So, are you guys ready to order something to eat or are you just having coffee?”

After they all give me their orders, I turn to leave, but Ace speaks up stopping me in my tracks, “Sweetheart, how old are you?” Blushing as he puts me on the spot.

I look over at him. “I’m going to be nineteen next month.” I turn around and head to the kitchen to give George the orders.

Sitting at the counter, beside the cash register I wait for George to yell, “Order up.” I can’t help but stare at Ace. He’s so fucking sexy that it literally hurts my heart knowing he can’t be single. I try to make myself look busy, looking at a magazine on the counter, but I can’t stop myself from glancing his way.

It’s like he knows when I’m looking; he snaps his head up and eyes me. Just feeling the heat from his eyes, I rub my thighs together; the pressure of the rubbing makes me want to moan. I bite my lip, trying not to make a sound.

Ace’s face lights up with a huge smile as he licks his lips. Oh Lord, what I wouldn’t do to be the one to lick his lips. He gives me a wicked smirk and winks. I think I just died a little right there. I’m so fucking hot right now.

George snaps me out of my hormones. “Order up.” I pick up the orders and place them on a huge tray. I slowly walk towards them; hoping I don’t trip and the food go all over them. Shit, what an impression that would make, ha.

“Here are your orders. I hope you enjoy. If you need anything, please don’t hesitate to holler.” Giving a huge smile, I return to the counter. I watch as Ace takes his first bite of bacon, having no idea why I’m watching a man eat, but holy shit.

Watching Ace chew on that piece of bacon is making me feel feverous hot. I get lost in watching this sexy man chew. When I hear the older man, I think he said his name was Pit, hollers for the check.

I’m disappointed. This means that they’re leaving. Crushed with the idea of Ace leaving, I try to hide the pout I’m sure I’m sporting on my face.

I give a weak smile as I bring them the check. Ace is already hanging around the door. I look up and see Blaze smiling at me.

“Are you paying for everyone?” I ask as I pull my bottom lip between my teeth.

“Yes, I am. How much will it be, honey?” I blush, trying to hide my face.

“It will be thirty-two fifty,” I say as he reaches into his jean pocket, pulling out a fifty-dollar fifty dollar bill and handing it to me.

“Keep the change,” he says with an adorable grin.

He begins to walk out but stops half way, then turns back walking right up until he’s only inches away from me.

“You should come hang out with us later. We’re having a huge party at the club, and I would love for you to come with me.”

I stand there with my mouth open in shock. Is he really asking me to go to a party with him? Don’t get me wrong, Blaze is smoking hot, but I’m just me; nothing special. So I’m not sure why he would invite me out of all the other girls I’m sure are throwing themselves at him. 

“Ummm... sure.”

He gives me a cooked grin.

“Great. I’ll pick you up after you finish work.”

“I get off at eight.”

“See you then, gorgeous.”

I giggle at the fact he just called me gorgeous. “See you then, Blaze.”

I look over at the door and see that all the bikers, except for Ace, have gone outside. Ace is staring at us with a pissed off look, his jaw clenched.
What’s his problem?
Ace gives a small nod and leaves. I wonder what his problem is. Oh well, I’m not going to dwell on it.

I can’t believe Blaze actually came up to me and asked me out. What am I supposed to say? No, I can’t go with you? I want to fuck the shit out of your VP? No, I don’t think so. I don’t know Ace, and for all I know he could have a girlfriend.

I can’t wait till tonight. It’s going to be fun to let my hair down for once. And Blaze isn’t hard on the eyes that much is for sure.

Chapter 3

I wake up groaning as I feel a pair of lips sucking on my cock. Nice way to wake up. I pry my eyes open, looking down to see Porsche licking and sucking the tip of my dick. Porsche looks up and smiles. “Good morning, Ace.”

I give her a lazy grin and moan. “This is nice, waking up having my dick sucked; every man’s dream.”

Porsche hums around my cock; I feel the tingle down my spine straight to my balls. I grab her head and give a couple of slow strokes, going as far as I can go. She gags but takes me in like a pro.

That is what I like about Porsche; she takes whatever I give her with no arguments. I look down at her bobbing up and down on my cock. She looks up at me, with that look letting me know she wants, my cum down her throat.

“I’m going to cum, Porsche. Are you ready?” She sucks harder, and I moan letting go, giving her all I’ve got.

Porsche swallows every drop. I look at the clock beside the bed, and see it's eight twenty-five.
Shit,
I’m supposed to meet the guys at the diner. She makes her way up my body to give me a kiss, but I get up before she can deliver. “Sorry, babe, but I got to go. The guys are waiting for me.”

She gives me a little pout, “Baby, are you sure you want to go? I am sure you can have breakfast here.” She spreads her legs showing me her shaven pussy like it’s a buffet.

“I Can’t, babe. I got to go.”

She gives me a grin, “When are you going to make us official?” Shaking my head, I turn toward her.

“Babe, you know I’m not looking for an old lady. I told you this before we started fucking.”

She has a hopeful expression on her face. “I was hoping that would change, when you saw how good we are together.”

I get dressed as fast as I can, I head toward the door. Grabbing the handle, I turn my head to look at Porsche lying naked on the bed. “Sorry babe. I told you all I want is fucking, and that is all you’ll get.” And with that, I turn and leave.

Once I’m outside, I head toward my bike and peel out of the clubhouse in the direction of the diner.

I pull into the diner and look around to see where the boys parked; parking my bike beside my father’s and head toward the diner’s front door.

As I step inside, I look around and see the guys are already sitting down, drinking their coffees. Nodding to them, I turn toward my father, the president of our MC.

“Hey Pops,”

“Glad you can make it this morning. What the hell took you so fucking long?”

I give him a lazy, satisfied grin. “Well boys, sorry to take so long, but I woke up to my dick being sucked.” All the guys around the table hoot and holler.

Blaze is staring at something behind me. “What are you staring at?” I’m curious as to what is holding his attention so intently.

“The hottest fucking waitress I’ve ever seen serving us. I think I’m going to invite her to the party tonight for Viper’s birthday. Need myself a hot date.”

“Good for you, man.”

I feel someone standing behind me and turn my head and see a girl standing there. She can’t be legal. I shoot Blaze a ‘what the hell are you are thinking’ look.

“Can I get you anything to drink?” she asks softly as she looks down at her pad of paper.

I look her up and down. She has nice set of legs, that’s for sure. She also has perky tits, but then again, she looks like jail bait and there is no way in hell I’m going to wet my dick with someone who is jail bait. Fuck that. Don’t get me wrong she’s beautiful, but no good can come from that. I’m not sure what the hell Blaze is thinking.

Turning back toward our waitress, I give her a grin. “Sure, sweetheart. I would love a cup of coffee, black.” She turns around and goes to the counter to fix a cup of coffee for me and brings it back, putting it down in front of me.

“Thanks, sweetheart.” She blushes as she gives me a little smile.

“Are you guys ready to order something to eat or are you just having coffee?”

We tell her what we want, and she writes it all down and turns to head to the kitchen, but I stop her before she can get there. “Sweetheart, how old are you?” I ask with an evil grin, trying to dig it into Blaze that she’s too young for him.

She looks around at the others sitting at the booth and blushes. “I’m going to be nineteen in a few months.” With that being said, she leaves me there in shock. I’m pretty sure my mouth is hanging open.

Shit, she’s legal.
I turn my head back to the guys and see Blaze with a smile so fucking big on his face, I’m sure it’s going to hurt tomorrow.
Little bastard.