Ace: The Brimstone Kings MC by J.J. Marstead Read Free Book Online Page B

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    Hopefully, something works out for them because it will be so fucking awkward if they don’t get along, Alison being Tammy’s sister and Viper being my man; my best friend since we were kids.
    I hear yelling and I am snapped out of it. Looking toward the commotion, I see Alison standing there holding her cheek, and Tammy is on the floor punching the shit out of Porsche. What the fuck?
    I move to get through all the people that are dancing and not paying attention to the girls on the floor fighting. Fucking morons.
    Finally getting to Alison, I see Porsche on the floor wailing. I’m in shock. Holy shit! I have to stop this. I might not like Porsche that much, but hell, come on, I’m not an asshole and just going to let her get her ass beat.
    Viper jumps in and grabs Tammy off of Porsche; she’s kicking and screaming away, trying to make her way back to Porsche. I ask Alison if she is okay and she says she is fine, but she is shaken up from this whole mess.
    Turning around, I bend down to check Porsche. Her lip is bleeding, and she is sobbing on the floor. Picking her up off the floor, I head down to the bathroom to help her clean up and see what the hell happened.
    By the way Alison was holding her cheek; I have a pretty good guess as to why.
    Sitting Porsche beside the sink on the counter, I grab a cloth from the drawer. Wetting it with cold water, I press it onto Porsche's lip.
    She grabs the cloth and holds it there. Her tears are drying up, and she slants her head up, her voice low. “I’m sorry, Ace. I know you’re probably upset with me, but I want you to know, I love you. I always have. I’m worried that with her here I will lose you, and I can’t lose you. You’re everything to me. I can’t lose you; I can’t.”
    I’m stunned by Porsche’s words; I know she cares for me but holy shit, she loves me. I told her right from the beginning I didn’t want a relationship with her. We were fuck buddies; nothing more, nothing less.
    I’m not sure what to say to her. She is staring at me with fresh new tears running down her face. Fuck, I hate when women cry. It guts me, but I know I have to tell her the truth about how I feel, and I hope she will back off.
    “Porsche, we have known each other for a long time. We grew up together. Our fathers were good friends, but I told you from the beginning how this was going to go, and you agreed with it. I’m sorry if I hurt you, but I don’t have feelings like that for you. I don’t love you, and I don’t think I ever could. I must sound like an asshole, but I want to be with Alison.”
    Porsche grinds her jaw, opening her mouth to speak to me. “How can you want to be with her? You just met her. You don’t even know her. I’ve been there for you, not her. Please Ace, I love you.”
    Why can’t she listen to me when I talk? I tell her how I feel about her and knowing I can’t love her, yet she still wants to be with me knowing I won’t return her feelings. What the hell is wrong with this woman?
    “Porsche, I’m sorry but I told you. I want Alison and that’s it.”
    Porsche grabs at me and pulls me to her. I’m standing in between her legs now and she wraps them around my waist, holding me there.
    “Come on. How about one last good fuck before you turn away from me, Ace? I know you want to.” I am trying my hardest not to lose my shit. What the fuck is wrong with her hearing? I don’t want her.
    She starts trying to unbutton my jeans, and I grab her hands, but she is determined to get then undone. She manages to get the button undone and goes for the zipper. This time, I have her hands behind her, and she can’t move. “Come on, baby, you love it.” She’s licking and kissing my neck when I hear the door open. Fuck!!!
    Praying to God it’s not Alison, I whip my head to the left to see who it is. Blaze is staring at me, shaking his head back and forth. I relax until I hear a gasp and Alison steps from behind Blaze and stands there in