Jayden (Aces MC Series Book 4.5)

by Aimee-Louise Foster

  "What the fuck?"

  What? I opened my eyes and looked down to see Candice's unreadable expression as she sat back on her heels and stared.

  "What's up?" I asked confused. I didn't want to be talking, I wanted her to be sucking my cock and exploding into her mouth as she swallowed my hot salty offering.

  "What the fuck is that?" I followed to where she was pointing to see her discontent at my prosthetic leg.

  A shot of anger flared inside me for being so lax about the whole situation because I was usually so careful to not open myself up to situations like this, but I was more annoyed that this skanky fucking bitch was being so rude.

  "What did you say cunt?" I spat full of hatred.

  "You didn't tell me you were a cripple!"

  I leaned forward and pulled my open palm back quickly before I bitch slapped her around her face. Her head fell as she took most of the force but she eagerly looked up ready to eyeball me further. "And you didn't tell me what a foul mouthed, rude skanky bitch you were but such is life." I spat angrily.

  Candice stood from her crouching position and ran her fingers through her hair, "Sorry I can't do this, that's just fucking gross." She stated shaking her hand not thinking to drop the matter as she continued to goad me.

  I leapt forward and grabbed her around the throat, squeezing tightly as I pinned her against the cold tiled wall. She scrambled around trying to grab hold of something as I applied more pressure to her windpipe. Candice's face started to change colour as I restricted the airflow but I was enraged by her comment and how a virtual stranger could be so nasty.

  There was a series of loud bangs on the door in quick succession, "Jay, you in there?" came the voice from behind the door.

  "Yeah, I'm just finishing up." I shouted letting him know that I'd be out soon.

  "Okay, Buster's here to pick us up."

  I returned my attention to Candice and positioned my lips close to her ear, "I may be disabled but I'm still worth ten of you, you slag." I eased the pressure around her neck and she instinctively leaned forward placing her head low as she wretched trying quickly to get oxygen into her lungs.

  I casually bent down and pulled up my boxers and jeans so I could conceal myself, before I casually walked towards the door fastening my belt. I could still hear Candice choking as she breathed heavily but I didn't give a shit. I swiped the lock and yanked the door open forcefully, my earlier buzz had disappeared and I needed to get out of this small space before I did her further injury.

  CJ glanced over my shoulder to see Candice doubled over sobbing as she tried to control her breathing. I had no sympathy for the skank, she needed to learn some fucking respect and fast.

  "Do I need to ask what happened?" CJ asked wrapping his arm firmly around my shoulders as we walked side by side down the corridor.

  "Nah, she just needs to grow up." My comment obviously confused him as he drew his brows but I ignored his expression, I wasn't ready to explain further.

  "Your vexed mate, something's gone on." He stared at me intently, "A problem shared is a problem halved!" I nodded my head slowly understanding what he was saying but when the time was right, I'd happily tell people but I wasn't looking for sympathy.

  "Look, I won't get on your case man but a close friend of mine kept secrets, and those secrets contributed towards his death in the end. All I'm saying is that I'm here if you want to talk." CJ removed his arm from around my shoulder and shrugged, making his comment seem like it wasn't such a big issue but I'm sure his feelings ran deep. He'd mentioned his friend a few times today and I wondered just how close they actually were.

  We entered the bar and walked towards the exit, I couldn't see the bird CJ had been with earlier and didn't ask for clarification. He'd obviously decided to not pursue it further as he'd called a prospect to give us a ride home.

  The cold air washed over me as I stepped into the car park. I noticed the black VW parked with its engine running and followed CJ's lead.

  "Thanks for picking us up mate," CJ said to Buster as he opened the van door and slid along the bench seat giving me space to join him.

  "Not a problem, where we going?" I was only twenty-two but I noticed how young he looked especially to be wearing a prospect patch. What could have possibly gone on in this kid's life to make him gravitate towards the Aces at such a young age?

  "I'm staying at the club house for now. Can you drop me off there?" I asked shutting the door behind me.

  "Sure," Buster pulled away and turned left as he exited the car park heading in the direction of the clubhouse, my new home for the foreseeable future.

  "So do you wanna help me out with the training?" I turned towards CJ taking in his question. He needed a sparring partner as his current one was unreliable but I didn't know if I'd be able to keep up the pace especially with my new leg that I was still getting used to. CJ must have seen me hesitate, "No pressure mate but if you're around for the next couple of weeks, I'd love to have you on board."

  I nodded my head slowly, "I appreciate that, thank you."

  "Is that a yes then?"

  "That's a yes." CJ wrapped his arms around me and pulled me in close to place a kiss on the top of my head. I saw a grin spread across Busters face and as he caught my eye he gained his composure and quickly returned his attention back to the road. CJ had warmed to me quickly, I was an easy going guy and to be honest there was nothing to dislike but CJ seemed a bit of a loner, a lost soul, it was as if he were looking for something or someone but he possibly didn't know what or who himself.

  "Thanks for the lift." I pulled the handle to open the door and shuffled from the bench seat to leave the vehicle.

  "Are you stopping by the gym tomorrow?"

  "Yeah of course, I'll see you midmorning." I gave him a small smile before I closed the van door. I turned on my heels and walked over the gravel as I made my way towards the clubhouse. I knew there were a few guys in this evening because of the various vehicles outside but it wasn't overly rowdy which I was surprised about. Pulling on the metal door, I took a deep breath and walked into the clubhouse dreading seeing anyone I knew as I just wanted to hit the sack.

  "Well well well, look at what we have here." I turned in the direction of the voice and was surprised to see Justice sat at the bar. "I'd heard whispers but I didn't know whether to believe them or not."

  I smiled as I walked towards him, although I wasn't in a talkative mood I had a lot of time for Justice as he'd been a long time family friend and he was also my godfather.

  "How you been?" he asked looking at my leg.

  I was still getting used to it but if I'd been on my feet for a long period of time, I knew that I started to walk with a limp. "Everything's fine thank you Justice," I stated ignoring his questioning look. "How are things with you?" I asked changing the subject.

  There was a long pause bordering on uncomfortable as he assessed me but as I was about to fill the void he started talking. "You know me Jay, I take everything in my stride."

  "And the love life?" Justice would be one hell of a catch, he was a good looking bloke and stood well over six feet with long hair that he liked to wear in a ponytail. He had women following him around in droves but he was waiting for that special someone and had expressed many times that he had kissed a lot of frogs in the process of finding that special person. I was starting to wonder if he ever would, maybe he set the bar so high that there was no one to live up to his high expectations.

  He smirked, "Still waiting for that special one." I raised my brows as he slid from his chair, "How long you sticking around for?"

  "Not sure yet, it depends whether dad gets on my case or not." The harshness of my reply caught Justice's attention.

  "He's your father Jay, he cares and always will."

  I nodded my head, "I know but he goes about it all the wrong way."

  Justice sniggered, "You're not given a manual when you become a parent Jay, you have to just go with the flow and learn along the way." I under
stood what he was trying to say but my dad just needed to ease off the overprotective shit. "He does his best by you and the other three, so cut him some slack." Justice patted me on the back as he passed walking towards the exit, "I'll catch up with you soon, stay safe."

  I left the bar and made my way to the back of the clubhouse before I was stopped by anyone else, I needed to be with my own thoughts this evening.

  Turning the key I unlocked the door and made my way into what would be my room for the foreseeable future. I walked inside and closed the door behind me, relieved that I had some time alone to think. Tonight was testament that I wasn't ready to expose myself to the world but I also couldn't hide my disability forever. At this stage though I was happy to do just that until I was mentally strong to share what had happened and then I could possibly tackle a relationship with the opposite sex but then again, who would want a relationship with a cripple?

  Chapter 2

  Jayden

  "That was another great session Jay, thank you."

  I smiled as I grabbed for my towel to wipe the sweat from my face. I wasn't as quick on my feet as I would've liked but I was quickly learning that I could take a punch and give as good as I was given.

  "Not a problem, same again tomorrow?" I asked stuffing the towel into my rucksack.

  "That'll be great."

  I heard my phone ping indicating that I'd received a text. I unfastened the front zip of my bag to remove the phone, and rolled my eyes as I glanced at the screen.

  "Problem?"

  I placed my phone back into the bag and flung it over my shoulder, "Nah, just Paige wanting to mother me!" CJ raised his brows obviously surprised by my comment. I chuckled, "I know, I can't work her out sometimes myself!" I turned ready to leave when I felt a hand rest heavily on my shoulder and turned to look at CJ questioningly.

  "What's up?" I asked noticing the small card in his hand.

  "I wanted to give you this." CJ outstretched his arm and I took the card intrigued why he was acting so strange. "I've been using them for years on and off. No strings sex is sometimes what is needed, I've never had any trouble and always leave satisfied if you get what I mean." He gave me a cheeky wink before he sniggered at my blank expression. "But if you were just finding it difficult getting it up, I know where you can get some pills at a reasonable price." CJ patted my shoulder before bending down to pick up his towel from the floor.

  "I haven't got a problem getting a hard on, what makes you think that?" I asked folding my arms across my chest affronted.

  He sniggered, "It's none of my business mate but that's what it looked like last night." CJ rose to his feet and stood beside me, assessing my mood. "Look I didn't mean to offend, if it's not the little blue pills you're after then call that number for a good treat. Tell them CJ sent you." He gave me another quick wink and walked in the direction of the changing rooms leaving me to ponder what he'd just said. I didn't have a problem in that area, I just couldn't see how a woman would still be turned on when she saw my missing leg!

  What the fuck am I doing here? I asked myself as I stood pacing the hotel corridor. I wasn't that desperate for a shag, yes it had been a while but surely not that long that I needed to pay for it. I was a fucking good looking bloke and had a good body, despite my loss of limb. I needed to just go home and have a good wank.

  I turned in the opposite direction when I heard the door open behind me. I quickly stopped in my tracks and breathed in slowly before turning to face the lady at the door. I was instantly taken aback by her natural beauty although she was dolled up to the nines and was amused by the way she was checking me out.

  "Well I've watched you pace up and down this corridor for the past ten minutes, are you coming in or not?" I raised my brows at her direct comment as I stood still, contemplating what was for the best. "I don't bite babe, well not unless you want me too but that will be extra." She gave me a killer smile and stepped aside opening the door further, inviting me in.

  I fidgeted trying to conceal my nervousness but noticed her reassuring smile that made me feel a little more relaxed. Pulling back my shoulders, I let out a deep breath that I didn't even know I was holding and stepped into the hotel room. As I walked past the brass, I smelt her feminine scent and closed my eyes briefly as I savoured the smell. I recognised it, she was wearing Cerutii Tia's favourite perfume.

  "What's up babe?" I opened my eyes and whipped my head around in her direction. "You look like you've seen a ghost!" I smiled nervously, "Ah I get it. Wife, girlfriend or lover?" I drew my brows not understanding what she was asking. "Who wears the perfume, wife, girlfriend or lover?"

  I chuckled at her question shaking my head, "None of the above, it was an ex-girlfriend who wore it." I said quietly.

  She smiled and walked towards me sexily, "I can see that you're a little nervous, is it your first time?" Her question broke the ice a little, she lifted her hand to her mouth in a cute gesture to try and stifle her giggles, "I wasn't asking if you're a virgin, of course you're not looking like that." She tailed off and I noticed the slight colouring to her cheeks when she'd realised what she'd just said. She tucked a tendril behind her ear before cupping her hands at the front of her as she gained some composure.

  "To answer your question, yes it is my first time. I'm gonna be totally honest, I've never used a service like this, I don't even know what to expect as a friend only recommended this afternoon."

  "That's fine, I'm here to make your evening memorable." There it was again, that slight blush to her cheeks.

  "I don't even know your name."

  She flashed me a wicked smile, "Sam, my name's Sam. And you are?"

  "Jayden."

  "Well Jayden I'm very pleased to make your acquaintance." Sam stated as she passed me making her way to the bed. I took this opportunity to check her out properly, she stood around 5 feet 8 inches and her hair fell past her shoulder in light brown curls. She had a tidy figure and although she was slim she had ample breasts. I felt the throbbing in my boxers as my dick stood to attention and quickly rearranged myself not wanting to come across as an inexperienced boy.

  "Do you need a hand with that?" I looked up directly into her eyes, I hadn't realised that she'd made her way back across the room to stand in front of me. I furrowed my brows not understanding what she was getting at, when she smirked naughtily. "Ever the innocent, I was talking about this babe." She cupped her palm around my balls and groped them through my jeans as her thumb brushed alongside the the length of my cock making it harder. She knew what she was doing, I was pleased at first knowing that I'd have a good time this evening but the thought quickly left my mind as I imagined her with other men. She was attractive, and I'd already noticed her wit and charm so I was surprised that this would be her selected career choice, not that I was complaining feeling my arousal.

  As she moved her hand, my cock grew until it was fully erect as it pressed on the confines of my jeans ready to be taken. She let out a sigh carried away in the moment as she stepped closer, I knew this was my cue to step up the game and instinctively placed my hands at the back of her neck. She leaned against me brushing her tits on my chest as her cheek rested against mine, "That feels good babe." Her sweet breath whimpered as she increased the tempo.

  Fucking hell, I should be telling her how great it felt. I pulled her head closer and saw the glint of excitement in her eyes at the contact. Closing her eye's she leaned in and her lips joined mine slow at first but as she increased the tempo of her hand, I increased the pressure of my lips on hers and walked her back towards the bed. My hands kneaded her skin as I held her tight, and as I felt her legs meet the base of the bed I moved my knee roughly between her thighs to spread them, and place the weight of my body on hers to push her back. Her eyes flung open and searched mine, I gave her a smile of reassurance and she went with the action as I lay her comfortably onto the mattress. I knelt on the bed with one leg between hers and the other to her left, and leaned back to unfasten my belt. Sam knocked my
hands out of the way, I glanced at her quickly questioning her motives but her cheeky smile alerted me to her actions. Her fingers made light work of my belt and then the buttons to unfasten my jeans, her expert hands then dipped inside my boxers as she grasped my erection tightly. I shuddered as Sam made contact and noticed the rhythm of my breathing change as her hand moved up and down my length.