Duke (Aces MC Series Book 2) (7 page)

Duke

What a fucking day it had been. I’d just taken a shower and
was now sitting in my office analysing today’s events. I reached over to pick
up the photo of Viper and I on the day I became a patched member of the club.
That was a fucking great day, I had fond memories.
What would Viper do in a
situation like this?
We’d obviously been double crossed. Someone had
grassed on us as the police knew exactly where we were and what we may be
carrying.
“Is it okay to come in?” Woods said lingering at the door.
I placed the photo back on the desk, “Sure man, take a seat. Do you want one of
these?” I said holding up a glass of Jack.
“No thanks, I’ve got plans this evening and need to keep a straight head.”
I drained my glass and filled it again with the amber liquid. God that was
going down too easy this evening, I’d better slow down or the guys would be calling
Amy again in the morning, the thought of that made me snigger earning me a
confused look from Woods.
At that point Diesel and Bear entered the room talking among themselves. Bear
quietly closed the door behind him as they sat themselves down in various
places around my office.
“I just wanted to start by saying how grateful we all are for your thorough
planning of this operation Woods. If it wasn’t for you, Tyler and Buster would
now be sitting in a police station somewhere.”
“Just doing my job Duke.” Woods said being the humble man that he was and
taking everything in his stride.
“We’ve a problem though. Someone grassed on us so we either have a rat within
or it’s someone outside of the club that knew what we were up to today.”
We all sat there thoughtfully. I hated to think we had a rat, I trusted all the
brothers with my life and I hoped they thought the same of me.
“Any hunches?” I asked the group. I could see that Bear had something on his
mind. “What’s up Bear?”
“It’s just something that CJ said when he returned.” He’d spiked my interest.
“Rev was almost pleased when he thought you hadn’t shown. Now that could be for
a number of different reasons such as he was pleased that the deal didn’t go
through, you’d have to make contact with him again, which he knows you’d hate
or…”
“Or what Bear?”
“Or he thought you or the guys had been arrested for having a large quantity of
drugs on you. I mean it’s all coincidental,”
“Like a lot of things.” I stated, clearly thinking about Viper and the way he
died.
“Yes but CJ also said that Rev was clearly pissed when the van turned up, which
backs up the theory.”
“But we’ve nothing concrete to tie him to this either.” Diesel said as he got
up to pace the room.
I looked at them thoughtfully, “Yet!”

Taylor

I’d been nervous all day thinking about going to the club
this evening. Duke had made it perfectly clear that he wasn’t interested.
So
why was I now sitting here in the car park all dolled up to the nines with a
nervous tension in my stomach?
I looked at myself in the visor and applied another coat of lip stick. Taking a
deep breath, I exited the car as conservatively as possible so as not to flash
the world my underwear in my short dress. I walked around to the rear of the
vehicle and opened the trunk to remove the heavy suitcase that contained my
equipment.
“Do you need a hand?” I turned to see Spike approaching my car.
“Ever the gentleman,” I gave Spike a genuine smile, “Thank you.”
I stepped aside allowing him room to retrieve the suitcase with ease. Spike
carried the suitcase like it weighed nothing, across the carpark as the wheels
probably wouldn’t have worked on the gravel.
“Whilst I have you alone, I just wanted to apologise for my sharpness the other
day at the salon.”
He looked at me confused and then I saw his recollection, “It’s my fault. I
shouldn’t have asked you about your relationship with Duke. I know it’s none of
my business.” He stopped in his tracks and looked at me intently still holding
the suitcase, “Duke’s drunk tonight.” I looked at Spike not understanding his
statement, “It’s probably best to stay away from him this evening.”
I smiled and shrugged my shoulders, “I’m here to work Spike, nothing else.”
He looked me up and down assessing my attire with a wide smile, shaking his
head slightly in humour, “Obviously!”
Spike put the suitcase on the ground and used the handle to pull it through the
bar area, leading me to the back rooms where I would be working on the girls. I
turned to the sound of laughter to see Duke at his usual table. He had two
girls sitting either side of him, hanging on his every word. His arms were
casually draped around their shoulders as they giggled and gyrated next to him.
Spike gently tugged on my hand, “Come on Taylor, you don’t want to see the car
crash.”
I pulled my gaze away from him but not before I saw Yasmin place herself on his
lap as she gave me a wink from across the room. Bitch!

Spike led me to the dressing rooms placing the suitcase in
the corner out of the way. I looked around taking in the endless trail of
clothes and smelt the combination of a variety of different perfumes which made
me think that there must be a lot of women in tonight.
Spike pulled me from my thoughts as he positioned his hands gently on my
shoulders, “Don’t beat yourself up about it, he’s got a lot going on at the
moment.”
My smile was tight as I took in this information.
Did I really give a shit
if he had a lot going on or not?
The door opened and we both turned looking
at Savannah as she sauntered into the room.
“If I’m disturbing something, I can always come back!” She said with a wink.
I stepped back abruptly so that Spike’s hands fell off my shoulders. He briefly
narrowed his eyes as if assessing me, before turning on his heels. Savannah
walked further into the room positioning herself in one of the chairs observing
the situation playing out between us.
As Spike eased the door open slightly to go into the corridor he turned towards
me, “I forgot to say, how hot you look tonight Taylor.” Spike winked before
closing the door.
“OMG, what was all that about?” Savannah asked intrigued as I tried to gain my
composure. I quickly moved the suitcase over to where she was sitting.
“Nothing, he was just offering me some friendly advice.”
Savannah scoffed as she swung round in the chair positioning herself in front
of the mirror. “And I suppose by the look on your face this conversation is
over again.” I grinned and nodded my head in agreement.
“What colour are you having this evening?”
Savannah looked through my collection of eye shadows, “It’s gotta be purple. I
have a new costume this evening.” She said shimmying her shoulders so that her
breasts wiggled.
I burst out laughing as she stood and continued to move around in time to the
music that could be heard from the bar. Savannah bent over shaking her arse in
front of me and then started to take it slow by gyrating her hips and giving me
a lap dance. She hummed the tune as she moved seductively and made different
sexual facial expressions with every move that provoked tears to stream down my
cheeks from laughing so hard. Savannah continued to provocatively move her
body. She glanced around at me and took both of my hands gently placing them on
her thighs encouraging me to touch her. I was heterosexual but I could totally
appreciate the female form and the sex appeal she was generating. I heard a
noise from behind me but I was now totally consumed in Savannah’s performance
that I allowed her to continue to gyrate her hips showing her new routine.

“What the fucks going on?” I turned to see Duke’s furious
face as he stood in the doorway looking menacing. As I looked closer I could
see what looked to be a fresh bruise on his left cheek and a slight cut on his lip.
“I thought you didn’t do private lap dances.” He totally ignored me and glared
directly at Savannah, scolding her like she was a child. Duke folded his arms
across his broad chest as he leaned on the doorframe.
Thoughts of our first encounter sprang to mind. Oh how things can change in a
week!
“Oh for god’s sake Duke lighten up, we were only having a bit of fun. You
should try it sometime!” Savannah stopped dancing and sat back in her chair
like a petulant child with a scowl on her beautiful face. I ignored Duke and
swivelled my chair so that I was now facing Savannah.
“You’re up in thirty minutes, make sure you’re ready.” Duke stalked out of the
room slamming the door behind him.
I picked up the purple eye shadow and started to apply it to Savannahs face. “What
the hell is going on with him? He’s acting like such a cock.” I stopped
applying the make up as Savannah’s smile grew.
“That my dear is a tormented man. He doesn’t know how to deal with his feelings
for you.”
I scoffed, “Feelings for me? Don’t be stupid.”
Savannah shook her head and placed her hand on my arm gently, “I’ve known Duke
a long time Taylor and I’ve never seen him like this. He’s made it clear over
the years that he doesn’t do ‘drama’ as he puts it but you have most certainly
thrown him a curveball.”
I continued to apply the heavy make up around her eyes, finishing it off with
mascara and eyeliner.
“What do you think?”
Savannah blew me a kiss, “Fabulous.”

I started to ponder on what Savannah had just said when Rachel
walked into the room.
“Are you ready for me yet Taylor?” I nodded as I started to pack away some of
the products that I’d just used on Savannah.
“I’m going to get dressed. I hope you’re going to watch my new routine.”
Savannah stood making her way further into the dressing area.
“Haven’t I already seen it?” I smirked with a wink.

I finished Rachel’s hair and make-up and rushed into the bar
as I heard the intro to ‘Skin’ by Rihanna. This was the routine she’d been
working on and god did this lady know how to move. Savannah was the club’s star
attraction so she didn’t have to go around and collect money from the punters.
She informed me that this created an air of mystique which encouraged the
punters to give more tips and she was the only girl not to do full nudity or
private lap dances.
I quickly made my way over to the bar and sat comfortably on the stool as
Natasha gave me a coke with ice.
Savannah was mesmerising. She had a body to die for and used it seductively
throughout her routine. She was clever and knew how to play the crowd, taking
her time to remove items of clothing keeping the punters interested and wanting
more. Savannah used the poles and floor space available, making sure that she
connected with every punter in the room as they sat there in their hypnotic
states.
The hairs on the back of my neck stood up as I felt someone looking at me. I
slowly scanned the room and stopped when my eyes met Duke’s. He was staring
intently at me with darkness in his eyes. I could feel my arousal from Savannahs
sensual routine and the way that Duke was undressing me with his eyes from afar.
I crossed my legs and pushed them together tightly to try and relieve some of
the building tension but it only heightened my senses.
“Can I buy you a drink?” I was pulled from me thoughts as a stocky middle aged
man draped his arm around my shoulder.
I smiled politely as to not be rude, “Thank you but I already have a drink.” I
said as I raised my glass and slid off the stool trying to get out of his
embrace. As I moved he grabbed my arm roughly and pulled me hard towards his
chest.
“OW!” I dropped my glass on the floor as he tightened his grip.
“You need to learn, how to be a little more grateful. I said do you want a
drink?”
I could smell stale cigarettes and alcohol on his breath as he leaned closer,
speaking through gritted teeth. I struggled under his shear strength and felt
claustrophobic as he pushed me back, trapping me between his broad chest and
the bar. My heartrate increased and I felt panicked trying to look for an
opportunity to free myself.

Crack! I heard the sound of his cheekbone snapping as Duke’s
fist made contact with the man’s face. He fell to the ground with a thud and
instantly let out a loud cry whilst holding his cheek in agony. Duke rushed
forward to continue his assault as he stamped repeatedly on his head and chest.
As each blow gained more rigor the man curled into the foetal position to try
and protect himself as the blows continued turning his face crimson.
“Get up you fucking pussy!” Duke shouted with venom in his voice.
I quickly looked around the room trying to find a member of the club to stop
Duke’s assault but I couldn’t see anyone.
“Duke you’re gonna kill him!” I screamed as I pulled at his arm.
Duke was pure solid muscle, there was no way my futile efforts were going to be
able to stop him. He shrugged me off with such force that I flew back stumbling
on my heels and landed on the hard floor.
I saw movement at the corner of my eye, “Duke that’s enough!” Diesel grabbed
Duke from behind and pulled him away so that he couldn’t injure the man
further.
I looked at the lifeless man on the floor, worried that Duke had killed him. My
heart was racing and felt as if it was trying to leave my chest. I moved
awkwardly, trying to get up from the floor in my inappropriate outfit, when Spike
gently put his hands under my arms and lifted me to my feet.
“Thank you.” I whispered pulling down my dress to I conceal my modesty.
Diesel held Duke but was struggling to contain him.
“Spike, put him in the van and drop him outside the Hospital.” He shouted
pointing at the unresponsive man on the floor.
As Spike turned, I saw slight bruising on the side of his face. He hadn’t been
involved in this altercation and it wasn’t there earlier when he helped me with
my suitcase.
Shit! It was at that moment that I remembered the swelling on Duke’s face and
realised that they’d obviously been involved in something earlier.
He caught me staring and moved his hand to his cheek, “Protecting your honour!”
He said with a wink. “Are you gonna be okay?”
I looked at the situation in front of me which seemed to be under control,
“I’ll be fine Spike, thank you.” I smiled as he nodded his head in
acknowledgement before trying to lift the man from the floor.
“Buster, I’m gonna need a hand man.” Spike shouted as they started to carry the
lifeless man’s frame.

“Are you gonna behave, if I let you go?” Diesel asked with
humour in his voice.
Duke’s demeanour had changed slightly and he seemed to be calming down a
little. He shook Diesel off and stalked over to me, grabbing my wrist to escort
me to the back of the club. I struggled to keep up with him as he strutted like
a man on a mission. As he dragged me, my wrist started to hurt by the force of
his hold.
I tried to pull my arm away, “Duke you’re hurting me.”
He turned glaring with maddening eyes, “How do you think I felt seeing you with
that arsehole?”
My head started to spin as I tried to register his comment. I’d witnessed him
draped over other women this evening, he’d ignored me all week and now he was
upset with me!
Duke continued to drag me further down the corridor towards a door with a green
light above it. He flung the pine door open with force that it smacked against
the wall cracking the plaster.
“Duke, what are…” He spun me around and kissed me with such force that I
couldn’t finish my sentence. He let go of my wrist and grabbed me at the base
of my neck to deepen the kiss further as he walked me back towards the wall.
My mouth betrayed me and opened wider to allow him in. I tried to move my hands
so I could hold him but Duke trapped my arms rendering me useless.
He broke the kiss, suddenly moving away slightly looking deep into my eyes, “I
shouldn’t be doing this Ash.”
His statement hurt.
Why shouldn’t he be doing this? I was a grown woman and
he obviously wanted this otherwise why would he have brought me here? Was he
waiting for me to agree?
I moved my head closer looking at his lips and
slowly made my way to his hardened eyes.
All my inhabitations had gone, “Fuck me Duke.”
His eyes narrowed slightly and I could see the contemplation before he
aggressively spun me around so that my face was pushed hard against the wall.
He grabbed my left wrist and brought it up placing it on the wall above my head
as he started to bite my neck. His stubble heightened my sensitive skin and I
could feel my arousal and the familiar feelings between my legs. With his other
hand he yanked up my dress and started to fondle my arse.
“Fucking hell, you have a sexy arse Ash.”
His statement made me smile and a pleasurable groan left my mouth as he
continued to knead my skin. His fingers skated across my silk panties and
brushed against my mound as I shivered, aroused by his touch.
“Do you like these?” He asked pulling at my panties.
I was so absorbed that I was oblivious to his intensions. He took my lack of
response as a no and ripped the silk garment from my crutch leaving a stinging sensation
which made me push back wanting more.
Duke’s hand moved from my arse until he was rubbing my slick folds, parting
them slightly with his fingers. My breath stalled as he plunged two fingers
into my wetness, “You’re so fucking wet babe, listen…listen to the sound of
your juices flowing because you want me inside you.” Duke moved his fingers in
a circular motion and the sound of my juices flowing intensified. In any other
circumstances, I’d be mortified but I wanted him, I needed him inside me.
Duke eased his fingers from my sleek pussy and I could hear the sound of his
belt buckle and his zip unfastening and knew that I would soon get the release
I needed. He took his length in his hand and positioned himself before pushing
inside me. He stretched me deep and gave it to me so hard that I let out a yelp
which quickly turned to a moan as I acclimatised around his length.
I didn’t realise I was missing this in my life until I experienced this
fulfilment. My previous lovers had never given me anything to complain about.
My three previous relationships ranged from six months to three years and they’d
all been caring, loving and come to think of it boring! I’d also had a handful
of one night stands but never had I experienced anything like... “Ahhhh!”
“You like that babe?” Duke continued to kiss my neck which sent tingles up my
spine. I could feel myself building higher and higher as Duke moved his hand
touching my over sensitive clit as I grinded against him stimulating myself by
my movements. It didn’t take long, the sensation was too much. My eyes rolled
into my head as an orgasm rocked my body and I spasmed around his cock.
Duke’s satisfied hisses of breath against my neck and grunting with every
greedy shove ended as he found his release inside me. The final wave of my
orgasm crashed over me, making me whine in ecstasy. Our heavy breathing filled
the room as we tried to come down from such a natural high.