Ace: Sin City MC Oakland Chapter by Tamika Brown & Sin City

Author:Tamika Brown & Sin City [Brown, Tamika & City, Sin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2023-09-22T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

“Wipe those smiles off your faces,” I tell Ester and Rachel as soon as I enter the kitchen after my shower.

My cut and jeans are put away, and I’m dressed in a buttoned-down shirt, sleeves rolled up to my elbows, and gray slacks with dress shoes. Even though I ride with the Sinners, this is what I’m used to. Years of growing up in elite circles.

“You’ve never brought home a woman before,” Rachel says, smiling at me.

“Well, she’s a special lady.”

I turn to see Jevry coming through the dining room and into the kitchen.

“Nice shower?”

“Oh my god! That bathroom is gorgeous. I could’ve stayed in there until my fingers were wrinkly.” She smiles, and it’s so infectious; I smile, too.

“Can I help?” she asks Ester, who still has that knowing gleam in her eyes.

“No, no. You two go sit in the dining room. Rachel and I will serve you, and clean up the kitchen, then you two can enjoy the rest of your night.”

I shake my head at Ester because I know exactly what she’s doing. She’s right. I don’t bring women home. I’m not that hard up for sex. I’ve got too much to lose to give in to just anyone. An occasional suck from Sabrina does the trick most times, but lately, she’s been getting a little too clingy, so I may need to move on.

But Jevry is a keeper, and I want to fuck her, but that doesn’t mean I want the help to know it.

“This way, Miss Demery.”

I take Jevry's elbow and lead her back into the dining room. She giggles, and I smile back at her.

She’s wearing an off-the-shoulder sundress with flat sandals. Her shoulders are rounded, and brown skin looks soft and smooth. I’d be lying if I don’t want to swipe everything off the dining room table and have her for dinner instead.

“You look beautiful,” I say, reeling in my lust and pulling out her chair instead of asking, ‘can I eat your pussy?’

“Thank you,” she says. “And you look handsome. What happened to the vest, jeans and boots?”

Her hands are flying widely as she lists my earlier outfit. The animation makes me chuckle.

“I can’t dress like an outlaw biker all the time now, can I?”

“So, this is natural for you?” She stretches her hand out in an up and down motion at what I have on as I settle into my own chair.

“Old habits die hard.”

“This house is beautiful.”

She looks around the dining room. It’s big enough to hold parties for at least fifty people. There hasn’t been a party here since my grandfather died. Jacobs Manor no longer caters to that scene.

“Thank you,” I say. “My grandfather loved it.”

On the other hand, I hated it.

“I can see why,” she says as the first course of our meals is placed in front of us.

Broccoli and cheese soup with oyster crackers.

“Fancy,” she says, and I smirk.

I file the information away, and if she thinks this is fancy, I pledge to fill her life with all the fancy shit I can think of.

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