Page 9 of Maximus

“I don’t fuck community pussy, darlin’, so don’t get any ideas.”

After I recovered from the audacity, I leaned over the bar to get closer. I could see King looking on in amusement.

“Is that what you think we’re doing? Having S-E-X? Well, I must have been doing it wrong all these years.”

King and his friends chuckled as the new man’s eyes lit up. He licked those pink lips of his and flirted back.

“I’m just reading the room, darlin’. You’ve been eye fucking me since I walked through the door. Your nipples are as hard as geometry, and by the way you’re panting, your pussy is dripping for me.”

Good God! I lived among a group of gnarly bikers, but no man had ever spoken to me like that before. There was nothing I could say because he was right. I was wetter than I had ever been in my life. Something about him turned me all the way on. To save face, I muttered under my breath and served drinks to another member in the group. That’s when I heard King chime in.

“Hands off that one, Prospect. She’s persona non grata,” King commanded.

Fudge!Now why did he have to go and say that? This prospect was the only man I wanted to have some grata with. Whatever that meant. I rolled my eyes and continued to serve up the drinks for the guys. Since we were celebrating the patch over of the current prospects, the place was packed more than normal.

Once Chili finished her dances, she made her way behind the bar to help me out. I usually didn’t need much help, but no matter what I thought, I didn’t have a “S” on my chest. I wasn’t foolish enough to believe I could manage the alcoholic tendencies of all these men by myself.

“Did you watch me dance?”

“Now you know good and well I was way too busy to watch you shake your tailfeather, no matter how cute it is,” I replied to my friend.

Chili was the type of girl that needed constant validation. For some unknown reason, she was insecure. The woman was drop dead gorgeous. There was no sane reason for her to feel that way, but then again, I didn’t live in her head. My job as her friend was to understand this flaw in her personality and give her what she needed.

“Thanks, Boo. You always give the best compliments.”

I simply smiled and kept pouring drinks. The music was poppin’, and in between pours, Chili and I danced with each other. Apparently, it was amusing to the men in the bar. Men and their weirdo fantasies about two women getting it on.Move on, nothing to see here. I would never!

As I took another round to the group of brothers from out of town, I overheard the conversation they were having. It was about my guy, so I lingered for a bit to see what I could learn about him.

“King, I really appreciate you allowing Maximus to transfer to the Oakland chapter. You sure as hell won’t regret it. I hate to lose him, but I think this will be a better fit for him. The fucker hates all the bright lights on the strip.”

The men laughed as I tried to keep from swallowing my tongue. Did I hear that right? Was Mr. Muscles for Days, staying here in Oakland? I wanted to do a happy dance but thought better of it. One thing I knew, and two for sure, the Sinners did not like women in their business. I slowly wiped off a nearby table as I ear jacked the men.

“Like I told you on the phone, Grimm, he’s welcome here. If you say he’s good people, that’s all I need. One thing, though. I have to know how you got a road name like Maximus. That shit is badass.”

The man they called Aries let out a gut splitting laugh before he interjected the answer to King’s question.

“King, you won’t believe this shit when I tell you. Our recently departed brother, Zero, came into the clubhouse beat to shit. May he rest in peace.”

The men poured some of their drinks onto the table in honor of the fallen man before Aries continued.

“It was this fucker’s first day, but that didn’t stop him from jumping right into the action. He grabbed his knives, some kind of swords that looked like they would slice your dick off with one swipe. I should have known then he was going to wreck some shit. So, we ride out to the bar where those fuckers were hanging out, and Grimm orders us to do recon. Caliber and I take the prospect along with us. Well of course, being a former Marine, he gets thisfeelingin his bones that we shouldn’t go through the back door.

“Turns out, it was a trap just like he said. So, we report back to Grimm and come up with a plan. Grimm ordered us into battle. All the brothers were ready, but this one here took things to the extreme. I kid you not, one second I was about to punch this asshole in the head, but before I could connect, blood splattered all over me. I still have some on my cut that I couldn’t get out. Look here.”

The gasp that escaped my throat, as he leaned forward to show the bloodstain, almost gave me away, but luckily, the men were so engrossed with the story that they didn’t pay me any attention. Everyone except the topic of discussion. The prospect had his eyes on me, watching as I unhurriedly refilled their glasses with the bottle of Jack that I brought with me.

Heat rose in my body as I returned his stare. He had the most amazing pair of hazel eyes. I could stare into them all night. My hands itched to wipe up the spilled liquor, but I knew it would be disrespectful. The small bit of OCD that lived within me was not okay. Aries, the storyteller, continued with his compelling tale. The man should write fiction for a living.

“I turned to see what happened, and there he was in the middle of all the action. On my mama, it was like I was watching a movie. Time slowed down, and I teleported back in time to the Roman Coliseum. There stood the fiercest gladiator the emperor ever saw. I tell you, Russell Crowe had nothing on this man.

“He swung his arms from side to side, slicing and dicing those bastards into pieces. We were all in shock and just stood there like spectators at a show. I can’t say for certain, but I could have sworn I saw him slice a Siberian tiger’s head clean off.”

That did it. The entire table burst into joyful laughter so loud you couldn’t hear the music for a hot minute. I couldn’t even resist laughing. I was busted, so I walked away without hearing the end of the story. From the information I had, it was easy to deduce that he was named after the character in the movie because of his excellent fighting ability. I would love to see him in action.

As I made my way behind the bar to help Chili pour some more drinks, the group that I had just left started chanting Maximus, Maximus, Maximus! I laughed at their silliness. It made me chuckle for the rest of the night. Every time I saw him from that point on, I would chant his name in my head.

Seven

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