by Jade Kuzma
“I know what it’s like,” I said. “Doing business. I was never much for personal security. Most of the problems I had, I handled myself. Ivory is turning out to be a little different from what I expected.”
“Shit can get serious with all of the clubs in town,” Roman said. “Sheriff’s department doesn’t do much as long as civilians are kept out of it.”
“We never start shit,” Cain said. “But if it comes to it, we finish it. Make no mistake about that.”
“Good,” I said. “I have to say though…”
I looked around the table and shook my head.
“There’s only three of you?” I said.
“We’ve got another,” Cain said. “He’s busy.”
“Asshole’s got a real job,” Hunter said. “Taking care of some other business.”
“Still,” I said. “Just four—”
“Ellis and the four men he’s with aren’t anything that we can’t handle. The other man in our MC makes up more than two of them. Rebels will think twice if they try anything. We’ll get you the backup you need.”
I shook my head as I thought about her. I wouldn’t have even bothered coming back to a place like Hades if it wasn’t for her.
“So, you want us to take these motherfuckers out?” Roman said. “Seabass over here can get a bead on these assholes and we’ll take ‘em out no problem.”
He snapped his fingers to accentuate his point.
“No,” I said. “I didn’t come to Ivory just to turn it into a bloodbath.”
“You know,” Cain started. “It might have to come to that.”
Cain stared at me with a seriousness that was unmistakable. I knew what I was getting into when I walked into Hades though.
No turning back now…
“You do what you have to do,” I said. “I don’t know what the Rebels are up to but I need to know that if they try anything—”
“If they try anything, they’ll regret it,” Cain said. “Simple enough.”
I gave him a nod then leaned back in my seat.
“This isn’t for me,” I said.
“Not for you?” Hunter said as he raised an eyebrow.
“There’s someone else. A woman. She works at a diner a few miles from here. Rebels saw me a couple of times hanging out with her.”
“Must be some kind of asshole to try and mess with a woman,” Roman said.
“We don’t know much about the Rebels. With a motherfucker like Ellis, we gotta be ready for anything. Don’t worry, Grant. She’s cool. There ain’t shit you gotta worry about.”
“All right,” Hunter said, rubbing his hands together and sticking his tongue out. “Let’s talk about the money.”
“I never hired an MC before,” I said with a shrug. “What do you think is fair?”
The club all looked around at one another. They were delegating it without saying a word. Cain rocked his head back and forth like he was thinking.
“Four of us,” he said. “I say five a piece is fair.”
“Twenty-thousand,” I said.
“You’ll get a week for that. Rebels or anybody else still lurking around, we’ll renegotiate later.”
“Done.”
Cain shook my hand and patted me on the back.
“The thing about MCs from out of town is that they don’t know this place like I do,” Cain said. “I’ve got home-field advantage. The Rebels try anything, they’ll get what’s coming to them.”
“I said it before and I’ll say it again,” I started. “I didn’t come to Ivory to start a war.”
“No… No, you didn’t. But if a war does start, we’ll be sure to finish it quick.”
I got up from my seat and left the room. Hunter and Roman stayed behind while Cain followed after me.
“You in a hurry?” he said. “Why don’t you stick around and have a drink?”
“Not drinking today,” I said. “Got some shit I need to take care of.”
“Right. A man like you always has business that needs to be handled. You need an escort?”
“Nobody’s taking me down without a fight.”
He gave me a nod of approval and smiled.
“All right,” he said. “We’re here if you need us.”
I turned around to leave but he called out to me.
“Say, Grant. There’s just one more thing…”
It was completely empty inside of the clubhouse outside of the bartender, who was minding his own business on his phone. He walked up to me, close enough to look me in the eye. Then he spoke to me like he didn’t want anybody else to hear.
“Why’d you come here?” he said.
“Why’d I come here?” I said. “I hired you for—”
“No, no, no. Why’d you come here? There are a dozen clubs in this town that would’ve taken the job for you. Clubs with a lot more members than us.”
“More members means it’d cost me more.”
“But money wouldn’t be a problem for someone like you. You wouldn’t skimp when it came to taking care of someone else. That girl at the diner you said… You wouldn’t put a price on her.”
He narrowed his eyes at me.
“Why’d you really come here?”
I’d met men like Cain before. Cocky motherfuckers who could do no wrong. I guess you had to have that kind of confidence if you were the president of an MC.
He kept staring at me while I searched for my response.
I shifted my eyes up toward the banner hanging on the wall and the answer I was looking for came to me.
“Let’s just say that I know a little bit about the Devils,” I said. “And I know that you’ll get the job done.”
He eyeballed me for a few seconds before finally taking a step back and nodding.
“The diner is a few miles from here,” I said. “Doesn’t have a name—”
“I know where it is.”
“You don’t have to follow her around. Having a few bikers looking after her will probably just spook her.”
“You can count on me… Grant. I’ll get the job done. Just like you said.”
“All right… Cain.”
I slowly walked backward then turned around to leave.
“Yo, Grant!” he called out.
I turned back around and looked at him.
“Sebastian Cain,” he said. “President of the New Devils MC. At your service.”
He gave me a sarcastic salute with two fingers. I didn’t think much of it before stepping out of the clubhouse and into the street. I got on my bike and headed down the street as fast as I could. There was still plenty of business to take care of today. The most important business of all…
Chapter 13
LACEY
The sun had just gone down. My long, uneventful shift at the diner was over but I still had enough energy to last me through the night.
Old Town was mostly empty. The abandoned buildings around us stood ominously. I looked around, wondering if there were ghosts watching us. But when I turned to Ezra, the comfort I always had when I saw him came back to me.
“You really did it,” I said. “You really fucking did it.”
He clicked the lock open then looked up at me with a smirk.
“I did it.”
He pushed the door open and stepped inside. I followed cautiously behind him. There was just enough light from the streetlights outside that I could see my surroundings.
“You actually bought this place,” I sighed.
“The whole building. This should be enough space for you to work with, right?”
“You know…”
I looked around the empty storefront. There was dust everywhere. I wouldn’t have been surprised if there were rats or roaches hiding in the walls.
“…Considering how long this place has been abandoned, it doesn’t actually look half-bad. It’s pretty spacious.”
“We can fit a lot of people here,” he said. “A lot of tables to seat the guests. And over here, I was thinking about ma
ybe having a bar. A place where people can just hang out and have a drink or two.”
“Doesn’t look like there are many places to drink in Old Town, so that’s not a bad idea.”
“Come on.”
He took my hand and led me through the one-story building. His enthusiasm was infectious. I laughed as we made our way through to the back of the building.
“Ezra… I can’t see—”
“It’s over here.”
He pushed the back door open to let some of the moonlight shine in. The back lot behind the building was spacious with more parking than out front.
“Plenty of parking for every customer,” I said.
“Not only that,” he said. “Look…”
He pointed inside and I looked around.
“…This should be a big enough kitchen for you to work in.”
I examined it for a few seconds while Ezra stood by my side. I closed my eyes and sighed a deep breath. Even though the dust filled my nostrils, it wasn’t enough to distract me.
“I can see it,” I said. “Multiple burners. Oven. Everybody on the line but not running into each other. Walk-in fridge can go over here.”
I opened my eyes and turned to Ezra.
“This place must’ve been a restaurant before,” I said.
“I told you it’d be perfect.”
He put a hand on my shoulder.
“I can’t do this alone,” he said. “I need you to be here with me when I do it. I need you by my side.”
“Well,” I sighed deeply. “If you can’t find anybody else…”
“I can find someone else to do it. But I don’t want someone else. I want you, Lacey.”
I gave him a nod and sighed again.
“You have me.”
He put his hand on my chin and put his lips to mine. His soft kiss turned rough when he shoved his tongue into my mouth. I moaned softly, unable to fight the sudden urge building up inside of me. There was nothing that turned me on more than a man who knew what he wanted but Ezra was something else. The kind of man who was rough and rugged but refined all at the same time.
The stubble on his face rubbed against my cheek as he trailed kisses all over me. Along my neck. Down my chest. I laughed softly as he continued to tease me with his tongue.
My phone vibrated in my pocket loud enough for the both of us to hear in the barren room.
“You wanna answer that?” he said.
“It’s probably just Ruth wanting me to take an extra shift. I’m busy right now.”
I put my hands on the back of Ezra’s head and kept his mouth on me. The brief interruption was only the prelude to a sudden frenzy.
He rushed my shirt up over my breasts and pulled my bra down. I gasped when he put his mouth on me. He sucked on my nipple, playfully teasing me with his tongue and tugging gently with his lips. A shudder shot through my spine that made my knees buckle. I braced myself, holding my hands on his head to keep me from falling over.
“Ezra…”
I moaned his name as he kept working his tongue on me.
The fire burning inside of me was too much. There was only one thing that could put it out now.
While Ezra sucked on my breasts, I reached down and started undoing his belt. I zipped him down like my life depended on it. His pants fell around his knees and I pushed his underwear down to free his length. I gripped his cock and started pumping.
He moved back up and gave me sloppy wet kisses that echoed through the room. I kept my fist around his cock, jerking the entire length of his thick, hard shaft.
“Fuck me,” I whispered into his mouth.
Ezra kept kissing me, his hands on my waist to keep me in place.
“Whatever you want, Lacey…”
“I want you to fuck me… Fuck me with this big… hard… dick of yours…”
He reached for my jeans and undid them just as fast as I undid him. I shimmied just enough for him to lower them down. I could already tell how wet I’d made the fabric of my panties. Ezra pulled them down and unveiled the soaking slit that was begging for him.
He wasn’t so quick to give it to me though. He returned the favor and put his finger against my clit. Just a quick, soft swipe was enough to make my knees buckle. I reached my lips out and kissed him as if it would provide me some relief from how good it felt.
Somehow, I managed to keep my senses about what we were doing.
“Should we be doing this?” I whispered.
“Doing what?”
“This… In the place that’s supposed… to be the kitchen.”
“I don’t… see… what the problem is…”
“I don’t… wanna be thinking… about you… while I’m working…”
He pulled his face from mine for just a second. Intense blue eyes staring at me that were impossible to ignore.
“Too bad,” he said.
In one swift movement, he wrapped his arms around me and picked me up from the ground. I gasped at how strong he was then laughed softly as he held me in his arms.
Who am I kidding?
There was no way I could refuse him. I wanted Ezra worse than anything I’d ever wanted. Just the thought of his cock inside of me was enough to make me go crazy.
He carried me over to a nearby counter and sent me down on it. My jeans dropped off my legs completely. My panties dangled on one ankle as I spread my legs.
Ezra took his place and held his cock at my entrance. I dug my hands into his broad shoulders, biting my lip in anticipation. He rubbed his tip against my folds then found the wettest spot that was leaking for him.
“Fuck me… Dammit, fuck me…”
My throat was dry. My voice was already hoarse. I looked down and watched as his dick slowly disappeared inside of me. Every inch he pushed into me made my eyes shut.
“Oh… Fuck…”
Ezra held his cock inside of me. His thick shaft rubbed against my walls and brought back the best kind of memories of the last time we did it.
I was at his mercy. I pulled him close, wrapping my arms and legs around him while he thumped his cock into me. The loud smacking sound of his hilt pounding my folds grew louder with every forceful thrust.
Ezra put his hands on my ass and lifted me up from the counter, moving me back and forth to match his rhythm. Long, deep strokes were effortless for him as he held me in his arms.
“Just like that… Just like that… Please… Harder…”
I didn’t care that I was desperate. I didn’t care that I was pleading with him. Pathetic whimpers didn’t make me feel enough shame to ignore the growing heat inside of me.
Ezra picked up his intensity, rapidly pumping his cock into me like a piston. He was fucking me so hard and fast that I couldn’t even moan. All I could do was let my mouth hang open. Stifled breaths stuck in my throat, preventing me from telling me how damn good he was giving it to me.
“Fuck…”
A thick grunt from him reminded me of just who he was. His masculine scent filled my nostrils. The scruff on his face against my cheeks when he kissed me. The hard muscles I squeezed in my grip. The taste of his tongue between my lips. Everything about Ezra consumed me to the point that I couldn’t even think straight.
“Ezra… Ezra… Ahh…”
A high-pitched, embarrassing squeal came out of me. If I was anywhere else, I would’ve been ashamed about the girlish sound Ezra just made me make. No one else.
“Give it to me,” I groaned. “Fuck… Give it to me… Just like that…”
Ezra picked me up until I was able to wrap my arms and legs around him completely. He bounced me up and down on his cock. I rested my head near his shoulder, my mouth nibbling on his ear as I whispered to him.
“You’re gonna make me come… Fuck, I’m gonna come…”
“I’m gonna come, too…”
“Come inside of me… Dammit, come inside of me…”
“Is that what you want—”
“Dammit, that’s what I… That’s what I w
ant… Fucking… Shit…”
Ezra plowed his cock up and into me. All of the fluids dripping out of me combined with our flesh smacking together were deafening.
I gritted my teeth and shut my eyes tight as my muscles started to tense. My body started trembling more and more until I saw the edge in sight. Ezra was fucking me hard, his cock splitting my insides and his hilt rubbing my clit that it would be impossible for me to hold off.
“Ezra… Ezra… Ezra…”
I chanted his name like a desperate prayer. Every muscle in my body squeezed. My toes curled in my shoes. My back arched slightly so that he could get as deep into me as he could. I held on for dear life until finally falling over the edge.
“Oh… Shit… Ahh!”
I cried out as my orgasm slammed into me. I came so hard that I started to shake. Violent spasms made me tremble. The warmth spread from my core and surged through the rest of me like electricity in my veins.
Ezra held me in his arms while I shook. Orgasmic quakes continued to rumble through me while Ezra grunted hard suddenly.
He shoved his cock deep into me, impaling me completely. A thick dose of cum spraying against my insides followed. His dick pulsed and stretched me out. Another load of his seed wet me enough that he could slide easily against my walls. Every throb of cum made me quiver the same as him.
He held me up as we finally started to come down. I inhaled deep breaths, desperately trying to regain my senses. He set me back down gently on my feet and my knees buckled. I stumbled back and gripped the counter to keep myself standing.
A trail of our fluids trickled down the inside of my thigh, cool against my skin. The rest of my body was covered in sweat. My bangs were over my eyes. I brushed them away to reveal my undoubtedly red face. I didn’t care what I looked like though.
The man standing in front of me looked more magnanimous than ever. Half of his suit on. Cock still firm and proud, coated in the sex that we just had.
Ezra stared at me and put his hands on his hips, then took a deep breath.
“I think we should celebrate,” he said.
“Was… that not a celebration?”
I raised an eyebrow at him.
“That was a celebration. But the night’s just getting started. I think we should go out tonight. To a place that’s actually open.”
“Right. A few drinks sounds fun. That’s not a bad idea. I was just talking to Ruth and…”
