Ripper's Torment (10 page)

“I was an only child, and when my parents died
suddenly in a car crash I ended up living with an aunt. She was a bad person. A
real piece of work so that even my parents didn’t visit her or have anything to
do with her.” She pushed some hair out of her face, looking past his shoulder.
“She hated that I cost her money, and when Rob appeared with one of his whores
in the neighborhood she told him to take me away and that she’d make excuses. I
don’t know what happened to her. When I tried to get away she was already gone.
He caught me, and I learned life was easier not to run and to just do as I was
told. I was with him for over a year and a half before you guys showed up.”

He saw her shaking.

Going over to her, he wrapped his arms around her
body, holding her close.

“What’s your aunt’s name?” he asked.

She gave him the name, and he put it away for later
use. “I’m sorry. I don’t want you to feel sorry for me. Devil and the Chaos
Bleeds crew came, and I’m here.” She shrugged, smiling. “I’m fine now. The past
is in the past. It can’t hurt me anymore.”

Ripper was going to make sure it never hurt her again.

“While you make the salad I’m going to go and make a
call. I just remembered some business. The doors are locked.” He left her alone
going out the back yard toward the pool. Tugging out his cell phone, he checked
to see if he had the number he needed.

Dialing, he stared at the pool wondering if he could
convince Judi to take a swim with him sometime.

“What up?” Whizz asked.

Whizz was the computer genius who rode with The
Skulls. Whoever needed information went to him.

“I need to find someone, but I don’t want anyone to
know I’m looking.”

“Oh, covert shit I can do. It’s a piece of piss,”
Whizz said.

There was laughter and feminine moans in the
background.

“Quiet down, bitches. I’m working here.” Whizz yelled
in the background. “Sorry, I’m having my own personal fuck-fest party. What can
I do for you?”

Ripper gave the name. “I want to know where she is.
Don’t tell anyone else what you’re doing. This is personal.”

“It shouldn’t take me long,” Whizz said.

“Let me know everything you’ve got when you’re done.”

“Will do.”

He hung up looking down at the pool. Minutes later
Judi came out carrying a plate of food. “Dinner is served.”

When Whizz came through, Ripper was going to take care
of the bitch who’d hurt Judi. The aunt was living on borrowed fucking time, and
he’d take great pleasure in hurting her before he finally killed her.

****

Washing up the dishes, Judi looked out over the front
lawn. The last few hours had been magical. Ripper kept trying to get her to
have a swim, and she refused finally lying and giving him the excuse that she
didn’t have a costume.

While she did the dishes, cleaning away all of her
mess, he had disappeared upstairs. She didn’t ask him where he was going.
Wiping her hands on the towel she turned around to see Ripper standing with
pieces of string dangling off his finger.

“What are they?” she asked, knowing he’d found
something for her to wear.

“Lexie is similar in size to you. She’s got more than
enough costumes for you to wear. If I can’t get you to go naked then you’re
wearing this.” He laid each piece on the counter for her to get a good look at.

“You’re insane if you think I’m going to wear
something Lexie has worn. I love her and she’s one of my closest friends, but
even I draw the line of wearing something so personal.” She folded her arms,
feeling like she’d won.

Ripper wasn’t going to get her into a bikini or any
costume.

He smiled and produced a tag. “Good, I’m sure she
won’t mind you
wearing
one of her new ones. She’s got
a lot waiting to be used.”

“You bastard,” she said.

“Language, baby.
I’ll take you over my knee and spank that ass if you start bad-mouthing
me.” He picked up the bra bikini and approached her. She folded her arms over
her breasts, glaring at him.

“I’m not getting in that thing.”

“Yes, you are.”

“Why should I?” she asked.

His hands stroked up either side of her arms.
“Because you want to please me.
Seeing you in this and
taking a dip in the pool will please me.”

“I don’t want to please you.” She gasped as his hand
went between her thighs, stroking up the inside of her thigh. His fingers
worked under the bottom of her shorts going to the evidence of what his
closeness was doing to her. She gasped as his fingers went to her pussy,
sliding between her folds and touching her clit.

“Baby, the only person you’re denying is
yourself
. You want to please me, and taking a swim before I
take you back to your room and eat your pussy is what will make me happy.” He
kissed her neck, sucking on her pulse.

“This is not fair.”

He grabbed her hand and pressed her palm to his dick.
“
What’s
not fair is you teasing me with your sweet
cunt. I want to see you in this costume and having fun.” He dropped a kiss to
her lips. “Is that too much to ask?”

Looking up at him, she dropped her arms from her
breasts. “No, it’s not too much to ask.” She spoke the words through gritted
teeth. “I don’t like you right now.”

“I don’t need you to like me. I can feel your pussy
likes me so much more.”

He grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it over
her head. She stood still as he worked the cups over her breasts then tied the
string around her neck to her back.

Glaring at him, she held onto the counter as he tugged
down her shorts. He didn’t grab the panties immediately to put on her. Glancing
down at him, she saw he was staring at her pussy.

“What’s the matter?” she asked.

Ripper didn’t answer. He lifted one of her legs onto
her shoulder as he closed the distance sliding his tongue deep into her cunt.
She cried out at the sudden change. His tongue plunged into her core before
sliding up to stroke her clit. Several times he did this before he released her
leg.

In no time at all, she had on the bikini, and he
arranged it to his liking.

“There, you’re ready for a swim.”

She didn’t avert her gaze as he pushed the jeans off
his body. He wore a pair of black boxer briefs, which clearly outlined his
large cock.

“Are you sure you want to be swimming with that?” she
asked, pointing at his large erection. “You’ll drown.”

Ripper started to laugh. “I’m not drowning. I’ll take
care of my dick all in good time.” She liked it when he took her hand and led
her out toward the swimming pool. Tucking some hair behind her ear, she still
felt a little self-conscious of her weight. His reaction to her body filled her
with a little more confidence than she thought she possessed.

Suddenly, he stopped, turned and picked her up.

“What the hell are you doing?” she asked, screaming as
he ran the last few steps and chucked her into the pool.

Screaming, Judi broke the surface, gasping for breath
and laughing. Looking around the pool she tried to find him. When she got her
hands on him, she was going to hurt him, maybe twist his balls right clear off.

Wiping the water from her eyes, she couldn’t find him.
Her feet were yanked from under her, catching her unaware. Arms flailing out
each side she screamed as arms circled her waist, pulling her close.

Ripper was laughing down at her.

“You bastard,” she said, slapping his chest. Judi
wasn’t afraid. She just didn’t find what he’d done all that funny. “I could
have drowned.”

“Do you really think I’d let anything happen to you?”
he asked.

She held onto his shoulders, glaring at him. “It
wasn’t fair.”

“No? Then why are you smiling?”

Judi frowned, realizing she had in fact been laughing
in between screaming. She wasn’t panicked or scared and in fact, felt … exhilarated.

“You can thank me any time now.”

“I don’t like how you start having fun,” she said,
moving away from him. The cool water felt good on her skin after the heat of
the sun. Not only was the heat of the sun bothering her but also Ripper. His
presence alone set a fire deep inside her that she didn’t think she’d ever be
able to put out. His words, everything about him, set her aflame.

He stepped toward her, and she stepped back. They did
this until her back met the edge of the pool. “Baby, I’m always about having
fun.” Ripper cupped her cheeks, tilting her head back before claiming her lips.

As she melted against him, all was forgiven for
throwing her into the pool.

If she didn’t know any better, she’d start to think
she was falling in love with the hard man.

“That’s better. I like you all quiet and compliant. It
makes me think I’m getting my own way.” He squeezed one of her breasts before
swimming away.

Feeling raw and exposed by the thoughts running
through her head, she started swimming without looking at him. Judi needed to
get her body and mind under control.

Falling in love with Ripper would be a big mistake.
One, they hadn’t agreed to anything at all. She knew without a doubt that he’d
never settle down for one woman. He loved women and sex, and she knew enough
that she wouldn’t be able to satisfy all of his needs.

At one end of the pool she turned and started her laps
toward the other end of the pool. Her time with Rob had taught her no man
stayed faithful forever. She watched Devil with Lexie and she hoped he was an
exception, but part of her really believed he would stray from his wife soon
enough.

“What’s going on in that mind of yours?” Ripper asked,
snatching her around the waist and turning her to face him.

He was handsome in a weird kind of way. She liked his
red hair, his muscles, and the hard eyes that stared back at her.

“Nothing.”

“You’re closed down. I don’t like it. What’s going
on?”

“Nothing.”
She couldn’t think of any other words to pacify him.

“Don’t lie to me.”

Throwing her hands up in the air, Judi let everything
out. “I was thinking about Devil, and I know that he’s not going to stay
faithful to Lexie all that long. Men cannot be faithful. Men cheat, and they
hurt the ones they love the most.” She made sure to keep her growing feelings
for Ripper locked up inside.

For several seconds he didn’t say anything. His arms
held her tightly, but his eyes seemed to shut down, going hard. What was he
thinking?

Chapter Eight

Should he spank her ass inside the house or by the
side of the pool? Ripper wasn’t sure in which room to punish her. He knew he
was going to spank her ass for the shit she’d just talked about, and once he
was done they were going to have a bloody good talking to. The shit that spewed
from her mouth needed to stop. Hauling her over his shoulder, he carried her
out of the pool.

Side of the pool
or house?

“What the hell are you doing?” she asked, pummeling
his back.

The house.
The privacy was what he needed to give this woman a stern talking to.

“You can’t just pick me up and carry me where you want
me!” She shouted the words, growling out as she did.

“I’m doing exactly that, baby.” He opened the door,
closing it gently before going into the sitting room. Ripper placed her on her
feet, trapping her hands together inside one of his. “Now, you’re going to be
punished for what you just said. I don’t give a fuck if you like it or not. You
go over my fucking knee now and I’ll give you five with my hands, or you fight
me and I won’t let you come for a fucking week. What’s it going to be?”

Her arms were folded, but he saw his words had gotten
through to her. It was up to Judi how much she wanted to orgasm in the coming
week. He knew how talented he was with his tongue. In the past few hours he’d
given her more pleasure than she had in her adult life.

“Think before you open those pretty cock sucking lips,
baby.”

“You’re a real bastard.”

“You’re right about that. I didn’t know who my fucking
daddy was.”

She growled in frustration once again, stamping her
foot. “Fine, I’ll go over your knee.”

He chuckled at how damn cute she looked losing her
temper. The stamping of her foot made her tits bounce in ways that had him
thinking of her riding his cock. She really had no idea how
fuckable
she looked with her flushed skin and bad attitude.

“Get on over.” He tapped his knee feeling the
excitement building once again. Slowly, she moved over his knees. His tits hung
off one side with her stomach in between his thighs. “I’m going to need you to
count for me, baby.”