Chapter 3
I wake up groaning as I feel a pair of lips sucking on my cock. Nice way to wake up. I pry my eyes open, looking down to see Porsche licking and sucking the tip of my dick. Porsche looks up and smiles. “Good morning, Ace.”
I give her a lazy grin and moan. “This is nice, waking up having my dick sucked; every man’s dream.”
Porsche hums around my cock; I feel the tingle down my spine straight to my balls. I grab her head and give a couple of slow strokes, going as far as I can go. She gags but takes me in like a pro.
That is what I like about Porsche; she takes whatever I give her with no arguments. I look down at her bobbing up and down on my cock. She looks up at me, with that look letting me know she wants, my cum down her throat.
“I’m going to cum, Porsche. Are you ready?” She sucks harder, and I moan letting go, giving her all I’ve got.
Porsche swallows every drop. I look at the clock beside the bed, and see it's eight twenty-five. Shit, I’m supposed to meet the guys at the diner. She makes her way up my body to give me a kiss, but I get up before she can deliver. “Sorry, babe, but I got to go. The guys are waiting for me.”
She gives me a little pout, “Baby, are you sure you want to go? I am sure you can have breakfast here.” She spreads her legs showing me her shaven pussy like it’s a buffet.
“I Can’t, babe. I got to go.”
She gives me a grin, “When are you going to make us official?” Shaking my head, I turn toward her.
“Babe, you know I’m not looking for an old lady. I told you this before we started fucking.”
She has a hopeful expression on her face. “I was hoping that would change, when you saw how good we are together.”
I get dressed as fast as I can, I head toward the door. Grabbing the handle, I turn my head to look at Porsche lying naked on the bed. “Sorry babe. I told you all I want is fucking, and that is all you’ll get.” And with that, I turn and leave.
Once I’m outside, I head toward my bike and peel out of the clubhouse in the direction of the diner.
I pull into the diner and look around to see where the boys parked; parking my bike beside my father’s and head toward the diner’s front door.
As I step inside, I look around and see the guys are already sitting down, drinking their coffees. Nodding to them, I turn toward my father, the president of our MC.
“Hey Pops,”
“Glad you can make it this morning. What the hell took you so fucking long?”
I give him a lazy, satisfied grin. “Well boys, sorry to take so long, but I woke up to my dick being sucked.” All the guys around the table hoot and holler.
Blaze is staring at something behind me. “What are you staring at?” I’m curious as to what is holding his attention so intently.
“The hottest fucking waitress I’ve ever seen serving us. I think I’m going to invite her to the party tonight for Viper’s birthday. Need myself a hot date.”
“Good for you, man.”
I feel someone standing behind me and turn my head and see a girl standing there. She can’t be legal. I shoot Blaze a ‘what the hell are you are thinking’ look.
“Can I get you anything to drink?” she asks softly as she looks down at her pad of paper.
I look her up and down. She has nice set of legs, that’s for sure. She also has perky tits, but then again, she looks like jail bait and there is no way in hell I’m going to wet my dick with someone who is jail bait. Fuck that. Don’t get me wrong she’s beautiful, but no good can come from that. I’m not sure what the hell Blaze is thinking.
Turning back toward our waitress, I give her a grin. “Sure, sweetheart. I would love a cup of coffee, black.” She turns around and goes to the counter to fix a cup of coffee for me and brings it back, putting it down in front of me.
“Thanks, sweetheart.” She blushes as she gives me a little smile.
“Are you guys ready to order something to eat or are you just having coffee?”
We tell her what we want, and she writes it all down and turns to head to the kitchen, but I stop her before she can get there. “Sweetheart, how old are you?” I ask with an evil grin, trying to dig it into Blaze that she’s too young for him.
She looks around at the others sitting at the booth and blushes. “I’m going to be nineteen in a few months.” With that being said, she leaves me there in shock. I’m pretty sure my mouth is hanging open.
Shit, she’s legal. I turn my head back to the guys and see Blaze with a smile so fucking big on his face, I’m sure it’s going to hurt tomorrow. Little bastard.
Blaze smirks at me. “She’s legal, fuck yeah.”
I’m not sure why, but it bothers me that he is so giddy about her. I don’t even know her name. I didn’t notice her name tag.
“Hey Blaze, what’s her name?”
“Alison,” He purrs her name. Fuck!!!
Alison comes back a couple of minutes later with our food. I start digging in; the bacon tastes so fucking good. As I get a fork full of eggs, I bring the fork to my mouth as it starts to water, moaning as soon as those delicious eggs hit my tongue. God, this food is fucking awesome.
Feeling like I’m being watched, I turn my head toward the counter and see Alison staring back at me. She starts blushing when she notices that I caught her. I give her my best smirk ever and add a wink. It always makes the women drop their panties.
I can see that she is moving around a bit and I bet she is rubbing her thighs together. It looks to me that she might be affected by my charm. Hmmm...This could be interesting.
We start talking about the party that we’re throwing for Viper’s birthday. The big thirty. I’m sure he is going to enjoy himself real good tonight. He is going to have an endless flow of pussy waiting just for him. Once we’re finished up with all the details for the party, we get up to leave. My father asks Blaze to go pay for our meal.
I see the smirk on Blaze’s face when my father asks him to pay; fucker just wants to talk to Alison. I stand near the door watching them flirt with each other, and I’m pissed, but why am I pissed? I can’t be jealous of Blaze.
Sure, she’s smoking hot, but I get my fair share of endless supply of pussy. Why am I getting ticked over Blaze talking to Alison? I do not like this one fucking bit. I’m staring at them and Alison just then decides to look over at me. My jaw is clenching so tight that I am afraid I’m going to break some teeth.
I see Blaze heading my way with a grin, but then he turns around and I hear him asking her to Viper’s party tonight. What the fuck? I can barely hear her response, but I do hear her say yes. Great, now I get to see them all over each other at the fucking party. Great, just fucking great!
I head outside to my bike, where I hop on and peel out of the diner’s parking lot. I need to get out of here and get back to the clubhouse and relieve some of this built up frustration. I wonder if Porsche is still there.