Duke (Aces MC Series Book 2)

by Foster, Aimee-Louise

  I stood with my arms folded in front of my chest, “Make yourself at home guys.”

  “Hope you don’t mind? I’ve sent Ramsey to the corner shop to pick up some supplies and enough to reimburse what we’ve eaten.” Diesel stated with a Dorito mid-air making its way into his large mouth.

  I shook my head as I walked into the kitchen to pour myself a glass of water. I needed to take my antibiotics and I could feel a headache coming on.

  I heard activity going on in my living room so I walked casually over to the archway. Ramsey had just arrived with enough supplies to feed a small army.

  “Where should I put these Taylor?” Ramsey asked holding up the blue carrier bags.

  I smiled at him, “Thanks Ramsey, just put them on the worktop and I’ll sort it out in a minute.”

  He walked past me giving me a wink. Cheeky bastard!

  I made eye contact with Duke across the living room and he gave a small smile as he opened up his arms for me to join him on the sofa. There wasn’t much room and I wasn’t squeezing between Duke and Diesel so I decided to sit on his lap.

  I quickly glanced around the room to find that the guys weren’t interested in our somewhat display of affection which made me relax. Had they accepted me or the fact that Duke liked someone?

  “Taylor are you okay?” Chanel squeezed past the man fixing the door and came bounding into the living room followed by an uncomfortable looking Buster.

  We turned to her shrieks, “She’s fine Chanel don’t panic.” I loved the way Duke dealt with Chanel treating her like she was part of his family.

  Duke suddenly looked past Chanel to where Buster was standing, “Where have you been this evening?” He asked coldly.

  Chanel took a step sideways so that she was almost standing in front of Buster protecting him from Duke’s harsh tone, mirroring my sentiments with her the other evening at her dad’s house.

  “He’s been with me Duke. I needed cheering up.” She smiled at him and I could see the scowl from his face lift slightly by her way of explanation.

  “Are you hungry? There’s plenty of food in the kitchen.” Duke stated.

  “Thank you.” Chanel grabbed Busters hand and dragged him into the kitchen.

  Bear flung his arms in the air, “Fucking hell, you’re all dropping like flies.”

  “Duke, both doors are now fixed.” The carpenter said proudly. It turns out that Rob had been working for the club for years. He probably did well out of them by replacing all the doors they’d smashed in!

  Duke raised his arm to shake his hand as he continued to hold me with the other, “Thanks Rob, I appreciate you coming out so quickly.”

  “Not a problem.” Rob said as he left using the new front door.

  I placed my hand over my mouth as I started to yawn.

  “Right that’s our cue to go. Thanks for letting us eat your food Taylor.” Spike said as he got up from the sofa with Diesel and Bear closely behind him.

  “Thanks for breaking down my doors to make sure I was okay.” I said with a cheeky smile. I’d had time to calm down over the past couple of hours and they had replaced both doors so I was feeling a little better about the situation.

  I went to get up to see them out but Duke held me firm as he wrapped both arms around me pulling me tight.

  “See you tomorrow at church guys.” Duke said.

  Bear, Spike, Diesel and Buster started to leave.

  “Not you Buster, I need a word.”

  I could see the anguish on his face and the guys didn’t make it any easier by taking this piss.

  Duke looked directly at Buster, “I need you to stay here tonight.”

  “Excuse me! I think that you’ll find it’s my house and I get to say who stays here or not.” I got up from Duke’s lap and stood affronted. I glanced over at Buster, “Sorry I don’t mean that disrespectfully but I’m not being dictated too.”

  Bear, Diesel and Spike finally made a quick exit probably knowing that it was about to kick off.

  “No offense taken Taylor.” Buster stated smiling at me until he met Duke’s glare.

  “This is non negotiable Ash. We had a direct threat towards the club and associates so I need to keep you safe.”

  “You can’t keep dictating to me Duke. I’m a twenty six year old woman.” I screamed back at him.

  “You can scream and shout as much as you like but it’s happening. He either stays in here or he can stay in your front garden like Ramsey did last night but he will be staying.”

  “Ramsey stayed in my garden last night!” I’d lost all composure and was now shouting. “You’re just impossible.” I screamed back at him. Looking over at Buster, “How do you feel about this?”

  He shrugged, “I do whatever I’m asked to do for the best interest of the club.”

  “Stop being so fucking selfish Taylor, it’s not just about you, I’m thinking about Chanel too.”

  Bastard! Duke had played the Chanel card. He looked over at me with a slight smirk on his face seeing the fight leave my body. He knew full well that I wouldn’t put Chanel in danger and if it came down to it, I wouldn’t let Buster sleep in the front garden either. I rubbed my forehead as my headache was getting worse.

  I let out a loud sigh, “Okay, Buster can stay.”

  “You stay down here and protect my girls. If anything happens to them, I will hold you personally responsible. Do you understand?”

  Buster nodded his head and looked between the two of us contemplating what Duke had just said. Poor guy, he couldn’t be much older than eighteen and now he had all of this responsibility.

  “Well, I’m glad you’ve come around to my way of thinking.” He rose to his feet, “I’ve gotta go, I’m meeting Savannah at the club, she wanted to speak to me about something.”

  I nodded my head, biting on the inside of my mouth to prevent myself from saying anything. I’d let him have it the next time I saw him. I wasn’t prepared for a full on argument in front of Chanel and a club member.

  “I’ll see you tomorrow night.” Duke stated before stalking out of my house.

  “Sorry Taylor, I didn’t want to cause an argument between you two.”

  I looked over at Buster and smiled. It wasn’t his fault, it was that arrogant, outrageous, maddening but sexy arsehole that he worked for, that was responsible for my current mood.

  “So Busters staying!” Chanel said excitedly.

  “Yes and if I catch him anywhere near your room, he’ll wish that Duke finds him before I do.”

  Chapter 13

  Taylor

  “What are you drinking Amy?” I looked at the red drink she was concocting like a witch around a cauldron.

  “Snake bite. You want some!” She asked holding out a glass.

  “No I’ll pass thanks.” I was still on antibiotics for my ear, although I hadn’t experienced any pain today which was a relief. I still had two days left of the course and wanted to take them in their entirety to make sure it didn’t come back. I also knew that I couldn’t drink on medication otherwise I’d be sick and I had a busy day at the salon tomorrow.

  There was a loud noise coming from outside. Harlow pulled back the curtain and looked out of the living room window, “Drink up ladies, the taxis are here!”

  There was a flurry of activity as the ladies finished their drinks and generally got ready by squirting perfume and applying the last of their make-up. God I hated being the only sober one!

  “Why are the prospects outside my house again?” I asked the group directing my hand in the direction of Buster, Tyler and Ramsey.

  “You gotta lot to learn about our men, Taylor.” Harlow said putting her arm around my shoulder as she directed me towards the taxi. “Because of the threat the other night, we’re all under protection. Didn’t Duke explain?”

  I shook my head, “No, he didn’t explain, he told me!”

  Harlow laughed as we walked down the path. I looked over briefly towards the prospects to see Chanel talking to Bus
ter. He was a nice enough kid but did I want Chanel hanging out with him? Did I even have a choice in the matter? She’d be eighteen in a couple of months and legally an adult in the eyes of the law.

  “She needs to make her own mistakes. Come on get in the taxi.”

  I hadn’t even realised I’d stopped walking and was now staring at the two of them. They did look sweet together but she was so young. Should she be getting involved in a club like this? Come to think of it should I?

  “Come on ladies speed it up, they won’t wait all night.” Maggie shrieked from the taxi window.

  All twelve of us streamed into the three vehicles and started the ten minute journey to the Country Club.

  “Good evening ladies, we’ve reserved some tables over there.” A tall balding man said pointing towards the far end of the club.

  “Cheers mate.” Maggie said as she stretched on her tip toes to give him a kiss on his cheek.

  The group erupted into fits of laughter as the man stood embarrassed not knowing what to do.

  “Leave him alone Maggie, you’re married and so is he.” Courtney said holding up the man’s hand and pointing to the ring on his finger.

  I felt sorry for him. He looked uncomfortable and was glancing between the prospects and us, obviously not knowing how to interact through fear of upsetting anyone.

  It was in these situations when I felt uncomfortable. I’d never experienced any form of racism or prejudice of any kind throughout my life and I could only wonder if this is how people felt when they were discriminated, based on social perception. We were just a group of people out for a good time but the looks, sniggers and general comments from people when we entered the club were truly astonishing as they were obviously so narrow minded. Fortunately I was the only person to pick up upon this as I wasn’t shit faced like the rest or they may have just been used to it?

  “Right ladies, select a song and get your names down on the list. No exceptions, drunk or not!” Maggie looked over at me as she flung the book in my direction.

  I caught it excitedly, already knowing what songs I wanted to sing this evening. Sophia and I always sang the same songs and although I was without my wing woman, I was sure that I could still kick arse all on my own.

  At that point the three barmaids placed four bottles of Champaign on the tables along with two glasses of orange juice. Chanel was under aged and I wasn’t having her getting drunk on my watch. She accepted the drink with raised eyebrows, “Can’t I have one?” She asked with a pout.

  I smirked, “Nice try!”

  One by one we got up singing an array of different songs. It was interesting to see people’s musical tastes and to hear the variety of different voices!

  I found myself sitting with Amy, Louise and Keira for most of the evening. It turns out that Keira had just opened a florist in Epping high street and we had lots in common. We’d had several in depth conversations throughout the evening, discussing business related issues and had arranged to meet at a later date to catch up when things weren’t so hectic.

  Louise was equally as friendly but was more reserved keeping herself to herself. I had met her briefly at the W.I event on Sunday and her children were just adorable. She spoke about her twins and briefly touched on the friendship she’d developed with Spike but she didn’t once talk about herself.

  “Come on Taylor it’s our turn.” Amy dragged me from my chair and in the direction of the stage. I’d already sang two songs this evening but Amy wanted me to do a duet of Nico and Vinz, Am I wrong which I thought was a strange request but I’m a game girl!

  I started to sing to the music and appreciated the words that I was singing. This song wasn’t going to win any awards for the lyrics but they were relevant.

  So am I wrong

  For thinking that we can be something for real?

  Now am I wrong

  For trying to reach the things that I can’t see?

  I glanced from the screen displaying the words to see Duke leaning against the bar, with his eyes fixed on me.

  Bitch! Amy knew exactly what she was doing. She must have known he was here to select such a random song. I glanced at her as she slurred the words to the second verse trying to keep in time with the music as she gave me a wink, I shook my head and continued to ooh in all the right places. We finished to whoops and cheers from the audience mainly from our party, who were getting more intoxicated as the evening wore on. From up here on the stage, I could see the disapproving looks from some of the other customers but we weren’t doing anything wrong, the group was just having a good time although a little livelier than most!

  My heart rate was still beating rapidly from the sight of Duke, he hadn’t even touched me and my whole body felt like it was on fire.

  “I’m going to the bathroom.”

  Amy reached out to grab my hand. “Have you got the hump with me Taylor? You know that I love you right?” She was now stroking my hair as she swayed in front of me. “Did you like the song?” She asked with a broad smile.

  I nodded my head as I directed her over to Savannah and Chanel, standing near the dance floor. “Can you look after Amy whilst I pop to the bathroom?”

  “Yeah sure Taylor. We’ll look after her.” Savannah said putting her arm around Amy’s waist to try a prop her up as she was in a mess from the amount of alcohol she had consumed.

  I smiled looking at the state she was in, “Thanks, I won’t be long.”

  I walked down the long corridor towards the bathroom. It must have been a man who designed the layout of the club. Why would you put the female bathrooms furthest away? They know we have to walk in uncomfortable shoes! I continued down the corridor and could hear yelling coming from behind the door.

  I slowly pushed it open and stepped inside, into the middle of an almighty argument between Paige and Chloe. I knew they were twins but I didn’t realise that they were identical.

  “You knew I fucking liked him but you couldn’t help yourself. You’ve been like this ever since we were kids. If I had it you always took it.” Chloe screeched at Paige as she got in her face.

  Paige was unaffected by her sisters outburst, “It’s not my fault you’re such a push over. Anyway, he fucking wanted me babe. He knew it was me and he enjoyed every fucking minute of it.”

  Chloe burst into tears and barged past me as she left the room, clearly upset.

  I stood there shocked by what I’d just seen. Maggie and Hound were renewing their vowels on Saturday, in which the girls were bridesmaids. That should make for an interesting day!

  Paige casually strolled over to the mirror to apply another coat of lip gloss, totally ignoring the fact that I’d witnessed everything.

  I ignored her and walked to the furthest cubical, locking the door behind me to take care of business. I was appreciative of the small basin inside the cubical and splashed some water on my face after washing my hands. I patted the excess water from my cheeks with the available tissue paper and immediately felt cooler.

  I opened the door slightly and was immediately pushed back into the cubical.

  I struggled against the hulk of a man as he pushed me further inside locking the door behind him.

  “What the …Duke! What you doing?”

  He bent down and kissed me taking the words right out of my mouth. My body reacted like it always did, giving into this man and his advances. I pulled back trying to get some oxygen into my lungs and saw the desire in his eyes.

  “What’s up Duke?” My question came out breathy full of lust and desire.

  “You’re like a fucking drug Ash, I needed to taste you.” His statement sent shivers up my spine and I could feel the heat creeping up my body and prickling my breasts, that when he circled his thumb over my nipple, I felt a surge of pleasure and knew that I needed him inside me.

  Duke lifted me like I weighed nothing as he placed me gently on the toilet system against the wall. He broke our kiss and closed the toilet seat, straddling it as he eagerly spread my legs an
d placed them over his shoulders so that his face was in a direct line with my pussy.

  He leaned forward and I could feel his warm breath through the damp silk of my panties as my heart rate increased knowing exactly what he was about to do.

  “God you have such a sweet pussy babe.” Duke said as he moved my panties with ease so that he could get a perfect view. With his fingers he slightly pulled my lips apart and I could see his beautiful smile, “You’re always ready for me Ash.”

  He leaned in closer and the first contact of his tongue was like a bolt of electricity running through my veins. I groaned loudly, grinding my pussy against his face as he inserted a finger into my forbidden hole. The feeling was unbelievable as he worked his finger in and out as he fucked me with his tongue.

  “Taylor!” A voice shouted.

  Duke continued his onslaught ignoring the female that the voice belonged to.

  “Taylor, I know you’re in here, Paige just told me.”

  I could hear her voice getting closer and the noise of the cubical doors being pushed open.

  Duke pulled away slightly but I was nearly there, I needed him to continue. I placed my hands roughly on his head and pulled him closer, he couldn’t leave me like a coiled spring I needed him to finish the job.

  “I’m just toping up my make-up. I’ll be out in a minute.” I stated breathing heavily.

  Duke pushed another finger into my rear passage and worked his magical tongue over my clit. My anus squeezed, pulsing and contracting around his fingers as my orgasm ripped through my body. I had to use everything within my power to conceal the scream that was trying to leave my mouth as Duke continued his onslaught until he had licked me clean.

  He released my legs and I stood with the help of the wall as I adjusted my dress. Duke pinned me against the cubical wall and I felt his arousal and tasted mine as he kissed me passionately.

  I broke the kiss, glaring at him as I pushed him away. Duke raised his eyebrows with a smirk, my body was still flush and yearning for his touch but I wasn’t being caught shagging in a cubical.