Chapter 13
Chapter Thirteen
Ace
I wanted to surprise Liz tonight by sweeping her off her feet, not going all Alpha male on her. I have never wanted to rip someone’s head off like I wanted to with Liz’s coworker when he slapped her ass with a towel. That’s my ass to swat, not his. Something inside of me snapped and before my brain could register what I was doing, I strolled over to her, lifting her against me. When Liz’s legs were wrapped around my waist and her lips peppered kisses all over my face, I knew I was a goner.
Finding the door that leads to the backroom, all I could think about was sinking inside of her. I’ve only been gone for two and a half days, but that length of time has proven it’s been too long. I stumble my way through the kitchen and out the backdoor, not giving a shit who sees us.
Liz shifts her hips so her hot, sweet core is grinding against my growing erection. I’m hard as steel when I pin Liz to the outside wall of the nightclub. She lets out a moan of approval as her back hits the concrete wall and my lips descend upon her neck, sucking and biting, marking her as mine.
“I need inside of you,” I growl. My voice vibrates against the thumping in her throat.
“Please,” Liz begs.
I shove the flimsy material of her booty shorts to the side and then slide my zipper down and pop the button of my jeans. I free myself from the confinements of my boxer briefs and plunge inside her hot, wet core. I moan as I plunge inside and Liz releases a groan. I pump in and out of her at a fast pace. Liz’s nails rake down my back, under my cut as she pulls me impossibly closer to her.
“Oh, God.” Liz wails as her walls clench around me.
“No God here, Sweet Cheeks. Call me Justin.” I ground out through clenched teeth. My orgasm coming in fast.
Liz grips me tighter as her walls flutter around me and she shouts my name. “Oh, Justin. Shit, Justin.”
Hearing my name roll off her lips and Liz reaching her peak, I find my release and it plummets through my body hard. I roar, groaning Liz’s name. Once we both come back down, I gently pull out of her.
“Wow,” Liz whispers, fixing her shorts.
“That’s what I call a fantastic welcome home.” I grin, tucking myself back into my boxer briefs and jeans. A frown mars Liz’s beautiful face before she changes her features. “What’s wrong?” I ask.
“Nothing, it’s stupid.” Liz shakes her head.
“Nothing you think is stupid. What’s wrong?” I ask again. I cup Liz’s face and make her look into my eyes.
She hesitates before opening her mouth. “Is this all we are?”
Now it’s my turn to frown, “What are you talking about?”
“Well, I haven’t seen you in a few days and the first thing you do is fuck me against the wall at my place of employment. There was no, Hey Liz, you look hot tonight or How have you been? Just pure sex. Is this all we are?”
I stare into her beautiful bright blue eyes and words vomit from my mouth. “This isn’t all we are. I want more with you. I want it all. I want you on the back of my bike with your thighs tight against me. I want to wake up every day with you by my side. I’ve never felt like this with anyone before in my life. I want you and only you. I’m not good at this babe. I’ve never had a relationship before.” I lean in and kiss her. “My past is fucked up but if this is something you want with me, I will tell you everything.”
Liz’s eyes grow wide with shock. “I do, but there are things about me you don’t know about. Things I’ve kept a secret from everyone. If you can’t handle it, I can’t move forward with you.”
“Babe, there is nothing you can say or do that will scare me away. Let’s make a deal. Tonight, after your shift, I’ll take you on a long bike ride and together we can divulge into our past together. How does that sound?” I wrap my arms around Liz and pull her against me.
“I’d like that, Justin. I’d like that a lot.” Liz smiles up at me and the worry on her face disappears.
“Then we have a date.” I kiss her gently and Liz kisses me back.
“A date. But first I have to work before I get fired.” She kisses me again before detangling herself from my arms.
We walk back into the nightclub, my arm around her shoulders, breathing in her scent. “Fuck, you smell delicious,” I say against Liz’s hair.
“I smell like sex and you,” Liz counters. We walk to the bar and I reluctantly release her from my grasp.
“Like I said, delicious.” I wink before swatting her ass and taking my seat at the bar.
The other bartender that swatted Liz’s ass with a towel winked at me before giving Liz a look with his hands on his hips. “Girl, you better spill.” I realize now, he isn’t after my woman and my face turns a dark shade of red. “Good lord, he is big, bad, and blushes!” He squeals and fans his face.
“Darrien, shut up.” Liz swats him with her towel. I laugh and they both turn to look at me. Liz smiles brightly while it’s Darrien’s turn to blush.
Hours later, Liz has served her last customer and the lights turn back on in the nightclub. I hung out with Kayne, Poison, Blayze, Siren, Rooster, Alyssa, Stryker, and Holly the rest of the night while keeping an eye on Liz. Each time a customer tried to get handsy with Liz, I’d stalk over there and stand behind them until they realized they messed with the wrong woman.
Liz would shake her head with a smile on her face. She isn’t ashamed of my caveman ways and I’m not ashamed of them either. It might have been bad for tips, but fuck it, I’m not letting any man touch my woman.
Liz does the last of her closing shit and comes out the back with her purse and keys. I rise from the stool and plant a heated kiss on her lips. “What was that for?” Liz asks breathlessly.
“I’ve been wanting to do that all night. It’s hot watching you work.” I respond.
“Girl, does he have any friends that swing my way?” Darrien asks with his hands on his hips.
I smirk, “Unfortunately, no. But if we do, I’ll send them your way.”
“Appreciate that biker man.” Darrien taps me on the chest before sauntering out of the nightclub.
“I’m sorry we didn’t get to hang out,” Alyssa approaches us and hugs Liz.
“It’s ok. Tonight was busier than normal.” Liz responds.
“Hey, brother you good?” Kayne asks. Poison is wrapped around him like a spider monkey.
“Yeah, we’re good. I’m going to take Liz for a ride then return to my apartment tonight instead of the Clubhouse.” I give Kayne a bro-hug.
“All right, we’ll see you tomorrow. Church at nine.” I raise an eyebrow. That’s in less than six hours. I don’t foresee anyone being up
“See ya then,” I respond. Blayze, Rooster, and Stryker give me a bro-hug and their Ol’ Ladies hug Liz before they file out of the club. Now, it’s just the two of us, alone. “Ready?” I ask raising an eyebrow.
“Ready.” Liz nods her head and inhales a deep breath.
The fresh night air enters my lungs as we leave the nightclub with my arm draped over Liz’s shoulders. She is snuggled against my chest and her arm is wrapped around my waist. Once we reach my bike, I kiss the top of her head and reluctantly release her, grabbing her helmet I had stowed in the saddle bag. Settling the brain bucket on her head, I lean down and capture Liz’s lips with my own. Her taste drives me insane and I can’t get enough of her sweet flavor.
Liz settles her hand on my chest and gently pushes me away breathing hard. “If we don’t stop, we won’t be going anywhere.”
“While I think that is a fantastic idea, it’s not what I promised you.” I strap on my brain bucket and straddle my Harley. I pop the kickstand up and balance my bike between my thighs. “Hop on Sweet Cheeks and let's go for a ride.”
Liz climbs on the back of my bike and wraps her arms around my waist. She doesn’t have the hang of getting on with confidence, but I’m not planning on letting her go, so we’ll work on it together. Liz snuggles against my back, her thighs squeezing me tightly as I fire up my bike and put it in first.
We ride for a couple of hours until we reach the shoreline of Lake Michigan. I pull into a deserted parking lot near the shoreline, pop my kickstand down and turn my bike off. Daylight is rising behind us and soon this place will be full of people. Liz climbs off the back of my bike and her legs wobble slightly.
“Damn, my ass hurts.” Liz groans. I dismount my bike and pull her body against mine, rubbing her ass with my large hands. A shiver of lust traces my spine as Liz’s groan turns into a moan. Images of what I could do to her out here flips through my head but I tamp that shit down. I can’t hold up my end of the bargain if all I can think about is her wrapped around me while we sit on my Harley, naked.
“How’s that?” I ask, stepping back and releasing her ass. Liz pouts but smiles when I put my arm around her shoulders, drawing her into me.
“Better. Only, I’m worried about the ride home. What if my ass falls asleep and I tumble off the bike?” Liz looks at me seriously and I try to hold back a laugh.
“If it gets to be too much, let me know and we’ll stop and rest. I won’t let your cute little ass tumble off my bike.”
“Promise?”
“Promise.” We walk to the end of the pavement where it meets the sand and I remove my boots and socks. Liz cocks an eyebrow, but I grin at her. “Take them off and come on. We’re going to miss the best part.” I point to her shoes and socks. Liz takes them off and we walk toward Lake Michigan, hand in hand.
I sit on the sand, close to the waves crashing against the sand and pull Liz down next to me. This conversation will be hard, but it needs to be done. Liz settles against my side and I kiss the top of her head.
“What I’m going to tell you is something not many people know about. I need you to promise me you won’t ever repeat this to anyone. I’ve done what I had to do to deal with the memories.” I can’t look Liz in the eyes as I tell her about my childhood. She nods her head against my chest and I inhale a deep breath.
“I fight for a living. The only time I feel alive is when I’m in The Cage and it’s either me or my opponent, fighting until the death. That has been the only time I let any emotions out. It’s the only time my body has come alive until I met you.
“I was fourteen when it happened. It was late at night and my little brother, Spencer, was in a mixed martial arts class I signed him up for. I went to the store and was returning when a group of teenage boys cornered me in an alley. I knew I was fucked when there were eight of them and one of me. The things they did to me were unspeakable.” I swallow hard and take a deep breath. I need to keep going and get this all out.
“You don’t have to tell me, Justin.” Liz’s voice shakes with every word while her grip tightens around my waist. Anyone else, I would recoil from their touch, but not her.
“I need to though. It will help you understand why I do the things I do and why staying with me will drag you into the darkness, but I can’t let you go. I’ve got a taste of your light and I can’t let it go.” I stand up and start pacing along the beach, looking for the right words. Once I find a way to tell her the next part, I stop and fall to my knees in front of Liz. I still can’t look her in the eyes, so I keep them fixed on the sand near her little blue painted toenails.
“The leader and one other held me down while the rest yanked off my jeans and all eight of them took turns using me for a punching bag and raping me. It went on for what felt like hours until I passed out from the pain. Spencer’s teacher found me and took me to his apartment above his studio where we stayed until I healed. I told Spencer some assholes beat me up, he still doesn’t know to this day what they did to me. I learned how to fight once I was healed and not afraid of my own shadow. I learned to channel everything inside of me and only use it in the ring. I push all the pent-up rage, aggression and fear down deep until I can’t hold it in anymore and the only way to push it back down again is to rip someone’s head off. I’m afraid of someone touching me. Even by accident, a brush of a hand or a shift of a leg brushing against mine sets my skin on fire and I flip out. Only four people can get away with touching me without sending me into a fit of rage. Spencer, Kayne, Rooster and now you.
“Liz, I have avenged every single one of those motherfuckers, except the two that held me down and now I can’t find them. I brought six of them into The Cage and killed them. I lured them in and snapped their necks. But the worst part about it? I’m not even remorseful they are gone and I won’t stop until the other two are found and handled the same way.” I take a chance and look into Liz’s bright blue eyes. They’re filled with unshed tears and when she blinks, they fall down her cheeks. “Can you handle knowing you're sleeping with a killer?”
Liz’s fingers rub along her crystal necklace while tears fall from her eyes. I’ve made her cry and that breaks my heart. “I can handle it. Can you?”
Her question throws me off for a second. “What are you talking about?”
“There is a reason we are so attracted to each other Ace and it’s not because I’m someone new you found. Our souls are the same and they connected the moment you found me on the side of the road. You might think I’m a light in a world of darkness, but I’m not. I have darkness inside of me, begging to come out. Begging to be let free. My darkness is reaching out to yours.” Liz climbs to her knees, so we’re face to face. She releases her crystal and cups both of my cheeks staring into my eyes. “Set me free, Ace.” She whispers against my lips.
Liz’s mouth crashes onto mine and the beast inside of me takes over devouring every inch that she is giving me.