Ace: The Brimstone Kings MC

Ace: The Brimstone Kings MC by J.J. Marstead

Book: Ace: The Brimstone Kings MC by J.J. Marstead Read Free Book Online
Authors: J.J. Marstead
orgasm building, I’m so close, my body is shaking from his assaults.
    “Are you close Peaches? Are you going to cum all over my fingers?” Hearing him speak like that throws me over the edge and I scream his name as I tighten around his fingers and come, Ace removes his fingers and replaces it with his tongue, groaning as he continues to lick me. My body is shaking from the force of my orgasm. He continues to lick my clit, my hips shake as it becomes almost too much to bear.
    As soon as he is done, he pulls away from me and slides up on the bed beside me. He’s smiling down at me, I’m flushed from my orgasm, and my body is still twitching. Holy shit that was incredible.I look down, I see Ace has a problem in his pants that needs to be taken care of. I reach down to unzip his jeans, he grabs my hand and shakes his head no, “Tonight was about you Peaches.”
    “Are you sure?” I whisper softly, he nods. I never heard of a guy going down on a girl and not expecting the same in return. It warms me knowing he wanted to make me feel good. That is probably the most romantic thing I have ever heard. Ace pulls me to him and places me beside him.
    Cuddling with Ace feels amazing. I don’t know how long I’ve been asleep, I don’t feel Ace beside me when I wake up his side is cold, sitting up looking around for him. I notice there is a note on the pillow he was using.
    ‘Peaches, I got a call from my father; he needs me to be at the clubhouse for a meeting. If it wasn’t important, I would have stayed in bed with you. I love being beside you. I can’t wait to see you. I will text you tomorrow morning, Hayden.’
    I can’t wait to I see Ace again. He for sure knows how to use his tongue and fingers. I’m still throbbing. I drift back off to sleep with a huge smile on my face.
     

Chapter 10

    As I Lay here beside Alison, it feels like heaven. My phone starts ringing, what the hell, looking at Alison’s clock it reads one AM, who the hell is calling me this late, it must have something to do with the club.
    Untangling myself from Alison, reaching over to the nightstand I grab my phone checking to see who it is. My father… I hit the answer button. “What’s up?”
    “I’ve sent like five text messages, where in the hell are you? Church is in 15 minutes, your ass better be here,” He replies in a miffed tone. I’m just about to answer him, and he hangs up.
    I shake my head that is just like my father, fucking hell. Turning around to look at Alison, she is still sleeping peacefully.
    I grab my pants up off the floor and put them on and I slip my t-shirt over my head. I can’t stop thinking about how Alison tasted on my lips when she came all over my fingers and mouth. Fuck!!! Just thinking about her taste is getting me fucking rock hard.
    Leaving Alison is the probably the hardest fucking thing I’ve done. I want to stay in bed with her warm little body wrapped around mine, but getting that phone call from dad telling me there’s church, well fuck I have no choice but to show up.
    I write Alison a quick note. I place it onto the pillow beside her. I walk around the bed to her side; I lean down and give her a quick kiss on her forehead. I’ve never felt this way with a woman before, feels like she’s bewitched me.
    I grab my jacket that was hanging on the chair. I open her bedroom door; I listen to see if I hear anything. I make my way towards the front door. I make sure to be quiet so I don’t wake Tammy up, I don’t want her to chew my ass out because I spent most of the night with Alison.

    The ride to the clubhouse was uneventful that is for sure. No one is on the road; the only sound that you can hear is the rev of my bike. Fuck I love that sound, riding gives me peace. I’ve always enjoyed riding with pops when I was a kid. As soon as I was old enough to wrap my arms around him, nothing could stop me from being on a motorcycle.
    I dismount my bike in front of the clubhouse; I stretch as I start

Similar Books

The Beggar Maid

Alice Munro

Billionaire's Love Suite

Catherine Lanigan

Heaven Should Fall

Rebecca Coleman

Deviant

Jaimie Roberts