Spike (Aces MC Series Book 3) (13 page)

“Duke you’re gonna kill him!” We both turned to see Taylor
pulling on Duke's arm and I could just make out a man curled in the foetal
position in a heap on the floor.
Duke shrugged her off easily and Taylor stumbled and fell to the floor landing
on her arse.
"I think it's time we intervened." Diesel stood and I followed suit
as we stalked over to the bar.
“Duke that’s enough!” Diesel grabbed Duke from behind and pulled him away so
that he couldn’t injure the man further.
I noticed Taylor moving awkwardly, trying to get up from the floor in her
inappropriate outfit. I bent down and gently placed my hands under her arms and
lifted Taylor to her feet.
Glancing over at the guys I saw that Diesel now had hold of 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. Fucking hell, he looked like he
needed a morgue not a hospital.
I turned quickly to see if Taylor was okay and noticed her look in the
direction of my cheek where it was throbbing from being head butted earlier. I
raised my hand to touch my cheek, “Protecting your honour!” I said with a wink.
“Are you gonna be okay?”
She smiled but it didn't reach her eyes, "I’ll be fine Spike, thank you.”
I nodded my head, she was a big girl and could leave any time she wanted so I
was satisfied with her response.
I bent down to try and lift the man from the floor, fuck he was heavy, “Buster,
I’m gonna need a hand man.” I shouted as the prospect quickly ran to assist me.
Between us we were able to get him into the van, he made a few moans and groans
along the way and I was grateful that he wasn't dead.

We pulled up outside the hospital and opened the side door
in the furthest part of the dimly lit car park. The CCTV didn't cover this area
so I was happy to roll the man out onto the ground and planned to call the
hospital later from an untraceable line to let them know of his whereabouts.
After dropping the prospect back at the club, I happily switched vehicles
taking the long route home in order to clear my head. I wouldn't be able to
sleep tonight unless I cleared the air with Angel so I planned on giving her a
call.

As I arrived at my apartment I noticed that it was too late to
call her as the kids may be asleep but I still wanted to talk to her so decided
to text.

I'm sorry if I scared you and the children. Please
don't hate me, I was only trying to protect you.

I placed my phone on the coffee table as I went into the
bathroom to take a quick shower. I was on edge from my altercation at the cafe
earlier this evening and my fight with Duke and needed to relieve some of the
tension. I let the water flow over my body as I stood contemplating the last
two weeks. I was fucking horny and Angel was killing me with her sexy ways, she
wasn't doing it on purpose she didn't even know the effect she was having on me
but if I didn't get some relief soon I was going to combust.

Getting out of the shower, I covered my lower body in a
towel and walked into the living room noticing the flashing from my phone
indicating that I had received a text. 

No I'm sorry, I shouldn't have reacted like that. I
know you were only trying to help x

Fucking hell, I wasn't expecting forgiveness quite so easily
and she ended the text with a kiss! That was hopeful and I quickly decided to
press matters further to see how she was feeling.

Where are you now? Are you in your room at the refuge?

Yeah the kids are asleep. I'm in bed but too restless
to sleep.

A million dirty thoughts ran through my mind thinking of her
in bed. She wouldn't have time to be restless if she was in my bed, she'd be
too exhausted to think of anything but sheer pleasure. I wanted to push the
conversation further hoping that she would start opening up to me.
Did I
dare to be suggestive?
I quickly text her before I thought too much about
the pros and cons.

I know something that would help with that ;-)

I added the wink at the end of the text because if it all
when tits up, I could blame it on my fucked up sense of humour. It wasn't long
before I received a reply.

What?

This now created a dilemma.
Was she so naive that she
didn't know what I was obviously suggesting or was she also playing games?
I decided to make my move and to hell with the consequences.

Have you been thinking of me?

She answered straight away.

Maybe!

Her response and the time she took to respond contradicted each
other so I knew she was interested but trying to be coy. I needed to step up my
game. My cock was throbbing and if this was the only way I was going to relieve
myself tonight then I'd take it.

Do you touch yourself when you think of me?

I waited a while but she didn't respond. Fuck!
Had I
blown it before it even started?
I waited a few more minutes and decided to
up the ante.

Are you touching yourself now?

She still hadn't responded but I was hopeful as she hadn't
simply told me to fuck off. She was probably preoccupied with something and
would come back to her phone to a handful of dirty texts from me, then I would
be in trouble. But if she was doing what I hoped she was doing, then I was one
lucky boy. I decided to press her some more.

It feels good doesn't it babe but I bet you wish it
was me doing it to you.

I couldn't leave it any longer I needed to call her. I dialled
her number and she answered on the second ring.
"Spike!" She whispered.
Her voice echoed slightly, "Where are you?"
I waited for her to catch her breath, "I couldn't do
that
in the
bedroom with the kids there. I'm now in the bathroom across the hall."
I could just about hear her but I covered the receiver quickly so she couldn't
hear my sniggering at the thought of her tip toeing across the corridor into
the bathroom so that she could pleasure herself.
"So are you nice and wet for me Angel?"
I could faintly hear a moan and her breathing became heavier.
"Put your hand between your sleek folds and tell me just how wet you are."
I used my words to encourage her, she didn't say a word but I knew I was affecting
her as I heard her gasp at the first contact.
"That's right babe, just feel what I can do to your body when I'm not even
touching you." I took my own length and let out a moan as I slid against
my moist tip. Taking it firmly I slipped my hand down my throbbing shaft
stroking it vigorously as I continued to listen.
"Push one finger deep inside." The other end of the phone was silent
apart from the faint sounds of her juices as she fingered herself. My cock
swelled and throbbed in my hand as I jerked off thinking of how much I wanted
to taste those juices.
"Add another finger babe, I want you to make yourself come." Her
breaths were now coming shallow and low.
"That's it babe, you're nearly there." I increased my tempo around my
cock before I came all over my stomach.
"Spike...Spike!" I could hear her orgasm rip through her as she
called my name and the panting continued as she slowly came down from her high.
I used the towel to quickly wipe my pleasure from my stomach.
"Shit!" I heard Angel drop her phone and the line went dead.

Smirking to myself I quickly went to the bathroom to clean
myself before making contact with her again. I had a feeling that she would be
too embarrassed for me to call her so I decided to save her blushes and text
instead.

Are you still restless or do you think that will help?

I sniggered at the message as I pressed send, I wanted to
keep the conversation light.

I waited a few minutes but she still hadn't responded.

Don't ignore me!

I was more forceful in my tone but I didn't want her to now
regret what we just did.

Sorry but I'm mortified, I've never done anything like
that before. I don't know what to say?

Well at least she messaged back although she was clearly
embarrassed.

Anything that comes to mind babe

Thank you

Fucking hell, I should be thanking her for helping me get
off!

You did all the work babe lol Can I see you and the
kids Sunday?

What do you want to do?

Could I simply text back, 'take care of you, look after
you...love you'? Letting out a loud sigh I quickly typed my response.

Amy's invited me to some shit W.I fete. Safety in
numbers!

I really didn't want to go but this gave me the perfect
excuse to see Angel and the twins.

The kids will love that, thank you.

I'll call you tomorrow

Good night x

I took a risk tonight but was thankful that it had paid off.
I really liked her and although she dropped her guard I was still conscious
that she still had a long way to go before she fully trusted anyone but I was
determined to guide her through it so that she could put all of her trust in
me.

Spike

I sat on the wooden bench looking around taking everything
in. It was a beautiful place, I tried to come here at least once a week, it was
my sacred place, a place to think.
"You would like her, listen to me going on like we're already in a
relationship." I leaned forward resting my elbows on my knees, "She
has two kids, twins. Devon is so full of life but stubborn and most certainly
knows her own mind. I can just imagine you being like her when you were that
age," the thought made me smile. "And Tommy, Tommy is a great kid but
I just wish I could bring him out of his shell. It's very early days but I've
grown so fond of them and now can't ever imagine a life without them in it. I
sound like a total dick but I just know that I could make them happy and in
turn I could be happy, I so wanna be happy Helen."

A gust of wind blew across the cemetery carrying a leaf up
into the air and as I watched it someone caught my eye further in among the
graves down the hill.
I let out a loud sigh and stood, "See you again next week Helen, there's
someone I need to talk to." I kissed my fingers and brushed my hand
against the headstone as I slowly walked past in the direction of Duke.

I sat beside him on the grass verge directly in line with
Viper's headstone, "You talking to yourself again?" I asked trying to
break the ice. I hadn't spoken to him since the altercation last night and was
still sporting the bruise on my cheek, just thinking about it made me snigger
because we acted like adolescence.
He glanced towards me and raised his eyebrow before lifting his arm to pat me
on the back.
"You sorted your head out yet?" I asked trying to get to the bottom
of things.
Duke nodded and twisted a blade of grass between his fingers looking
thoughtful, "I didn't mean what I said last night, I'm sorry Spike."
"That's okay man..."
He held up his hand to stop me talking. "It's not okay Spike, stop being
so fucking understanding." Duke leaned back on his hands and stretched his
legs to get comfortable on the ground, "My heads all over the place lately
and before you start I know I've been a cock."
We both chuckled, well at least he had admitted to being a dick.
"So what brings you here?" I said nodding at the grave.
"The same reason you are. It's the only place I'm not disturbed...well
usually," he grinned.
"So what's playing on your mind, Rev, Viper, Locke, Flex...Taylor?" He
raised his eyebrows at the last name which was interesting.
"All of the above," Duke got to his feet and paced as he put his hands
in his pockets. "Yasmin came back to the club house with me last
night."
I nodded my head, "Yeah, I was there briefly this morning to see the drama
unfold."
"But I only did that because Taylor gave me an ultimatum, I did it to
prove...well it doesn't matter now because it only proved what a twat I am."
His comment made me snigger and he glared at me before continuing. "I'm
dealing with everything the wrong way, I'm hitting the bottle too hard and
everyone thinks I'm just a fucked up drunk. I'm a fucking good leader, I'm
taking this club to the next phase of being legit and it's gonna be a fucking
success even if it kills me."
"You don't need to convince me mate, I believe you one hundred
percent." Which I did and he had the full backing of the other club
members. The club needed to adapt to survive and we were doing just that.
He briefly smiled at my comment, "But I need to sort my head out Spike.
I've bottled things up for way too long and now it's fucking with my judgment
which isn't good. Got any suggestions?"
"To be totally honest, I think you're depressed. You haven't had any time
to grieve properly for Viper, he was like a Dad to you." I was surprised
that he didn't argue so I continued, "I think if you deal with that the
rest will follow suit. How you deal with that is totally up to you, maybe
antidepressants, counselling..."
"Stop right there I get your drift."
"You asked for my opinion and now I've given it but while we're talking
about you, I also think you need to admit your feelings for Taylor."
Duke raised his eyebrows but I ignored him, "Taylor is a strong,
independent woman but because you're blowing hot and cold all the time she
doesn't know where she stands. She's struggling with the whole club thing and
I've seen it man, she would love to tear strips off you but she respects you
too much and won't do it in front of your brothers. That's a real find so if I was
you, I'd grab her with both hands and never let her go."
Duke laughed, "So when did you become so worldly and learn how to
understand the female race so well?"
"I listen and I observe. Think of all of the times you switched off when a
bird was bitching, moaning or even just talking about something that didn't
interest you."
"Well that's all the fucking time."
"Exactly! Which of those women wanted to be with you, not the patch, just
you?"
I could see Duke analysing what I'd just asked, "None!" he finally
said quietly.
I smirked, "You're a good looking guy and the president of the club so
you'd always get pussy but what happens when you're fifty, sixty or even
seventy?" I didn't wait for him to respond, "I'll tell you what
happens, you get lonely."
"Fucking hell Spike, you can tell that you're related to Amy. I got the
same lecture off her this morning."
I stood and brushed the blades of grass that had stuck to my jeans from sitting
on the ground for so long. "Give it a go with Taylor, she'd make a fucking
great old lady and to be honest Duke, what have you got to lose?" I patted
him on the back and we walked up the shingle path towards the car park in
silence, contemplating the recent conversation.

Mounting my motorcycle I glanced at Duke to see his grin,
"I forgot to ask you about your own love life. How are the family?"
he asked mocking me.
"Angel and the kids are great, I'm taking them out tomorrow." I
stated as I secured my helmet under my chin. I didn't elaborate, what I did or
didn't do in my personal life had nothing to do with the club. I wasn't like
some of the other guys that had to broadcast every time they got laid. There
was nothing more embarrassing than sleeping with one of the girls at the club
only to find she had later been claimed by one of the brothers or became an old
lady. I didn't do sloppy seconds and preferred to date away from the club.
Duke raised his eyebrow at my obvious code of silence about the situation and
the fact that I had referred to Louise as 'Angel' making my intentions clear. I
gave him a cocky grin ignoring his questioning look as I rode out of the
cemetery.
Duke had decided to go back to the club house to contemplate what we'd
discussed and I was meeting Diesel later at the Bird Cage for a quick drink. He
wasn't coming out as much recently as Ink needed him but he was the only person
that I could speak to regarding my predicament.

I arrived at the club and glanced
around the darkened room looking for Diesel, when I spotted him at the bar
talking to Taylor. It was only a matter of time before Duke claimed her and I
wished they would stop playing a fucking merry dance like a Peacock and Peahen.
Natasha indicated that she had poured me a drink and placed it on the bar.
"You look like you need this Spike." She said with a sympathetic
smile.
"Too fucking right." I nodded towards Diesel and Taylor, "How
long has he been here?" I asked needing to know whether he was pissed or
not.
"Two drinks worth." I nodded making my way over.

I came into ear shot in the middle
of their conversation which sounded like Diesel was ribbing her.
“And you have a smart mouth.” Diesel stated taking another sip of his drink.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to offend or speak out of turn.” Taylor
fidgeted on her seat.
“He’s ribbing you Taylor, he likes a girl with a smart mouth.” I casually
draped my arm around her shoulder, “You’re on par with Ink.” I said with a
wink.
“We were just talking about you. Have you been with your latest project?”
Diesel asked mockingly.
I glared at him fucking annoyed, “No, I’ve been with Duke this evening, he went
to visit Viper.”
Diesel looked surprised and jumped off the stool, “Is he still there?”
I took a sip of my drink, “Don’t panic, he’s back at the club house. He just
needed time to sort his head out. He’s had the weight of the world on his
shoulders lately but he needs to learn how to unwind.”
I could see Taylor continue to fidget, “Erm…is it okay for me to knock
off early Diesel?”
“Yeah, of course you can. Is everything okay?” Diesel asked concerned as Taylor
quickly grabbed for her car keys. "I’ve just remembered that I have to be
somewhere.” She turned to Chanel, “Grab your things, we’re gonna make a move?”
I could clearly see she was in a flap about something and wondered if it was
the mention of Duke, “Taylor don’t worry, I’ll make sure she gets home safely.”
I rose from the chair and leaned towards her, “You go and take care of your
man.” I whispered quietly in her ear not wanting Diesel to hear. She smiled
before turning on her heels and rushed out of the club.
I spun round and glared at Buster, "I'm fucking watching you!" I
stated pointing my finger in his face. "Taylor has put Chanel in our care,
now you treat her like a lady and make sure she gets home safely within the
next hour. Am I making myself clear?"
Buster frantically nodded his head, "We're only talking Spike!" He
spluttered.
"Well make sure it stays that way." I turned back to Diesel who was
sniggering at my comment.
"Poor boy only wants to get his nuts wet!" he said humorously.
I rolled my eyes at his comment, "Exactly! But she's a nice girl and
should be treated with a bit of respect."
Diesel sniggered, "Fucking hell you need to get laid man, all this nice
guy shit is doing my head in." 
"Fuck off!"
"So what's going on, has she forgiven you? Have you claimed her yet?"
Diesel asked generally interested. I smirked and shook my head looking at the
floor. "Don't get fucking coy with me, I'm not just a club brother, I'm
blood!"
"It's difficult!"
"How difficult? You like her, she likes you and the kids think you're
God!"
I twisted my face not knowing what to say, as the realisation hit Diesel,
"You've shagged her haven't you!"
"Well not exactly, we sort of, fucking hell this is embarrassing." I
rubbed my forehead trying to find the words.
"This is fucking priceless, Spike the counsellor, oh wise one and man of
many words is speechless."
I punched him playfully on the arm, "We masturbated over the phone!"
Diesel spat his drink out as he bent over laughing uncontrollably, "Well I
hoped you cleaned it up?" He continued to laugh as tears streamed down his
cheeks, "Whatever gets you going man, you kinky fucker." His outburst
had now attracted unwanted attention as punters were looking our way.
I stood with me hands in my pockets waiting for him to calm down from his
excitement.
Why did I tell him?
Diesel wiped the tears trying to control his breathing.
"What are you fucking thirteen?" I asked dryly.
"I could ask you the same!" He said through another bout of laughter
mimicking a wanking gesture with his hand.
"Look if you're gonna take the piss," I turned but Diesel grabbed my
arm before I could leave.
"I'm sorry man but that's the funniest thing I've heard in ages."
I glanced at his hand still holding my arm tightly and he let go, raising his
arms in mock defence, "Truce?"
I nodded and moved to perch on the stool, "We were texting each other and
it sort of just happened. She was embarrassed after but has agreed to go out
with me tomorrow."
"Well that's a good sign, at least you didn't scare her off with your
kinky shit."
I raised my eyebrows at him, "I really like her and if it were any other
bird I would've claimed her by now but I've gotta let her take the lead, I
don't wanna scare her off."
"Be careful that she doesn't put you in the friend's bracket, otherwise
you're be helping her pick out outfits for her dates when she sorts her shit
out."
"Thanks for the advice." I raised my eyebrows and stood, getting my
keys from my pocket. I turned to Buster, "It's time you were taking Chanel
home." He nodded and guided her through the bar as she waved towards us.
Diesel and I finished our drinks and walked out of the club as he texted on his
phone.
"Who you talking to?"
"Ink, I wanna try masturbating over the phone it sounds dirty." He laughed
again at his own comment.
"Fucking prick!"