by Sam Crescent
“I hate horror movies,” she said.
“I could put the porn channel on if you’d prefer.”
She giggled. “You watch porn?”
“Every man watches porn. I prefer to watch real life shit than the crap they’re always shoving in our faces. There is nothing attractive about a woman being spit on.” Judi had turned her head to look at him. She wrinkled her nose at his description.
“That’s gross.”
“It’s business, and it’s shit. I for one can’t stand it, but it gets the rocks off when needed.” He’d not watched porn for years.
“I think you’re trying to shock me,” she said, turning back to face the television.
“I’m not. Sex should be wet and dirty.” He leaned down sliding a finger between her slit. “Your pussy is wet and can take a good hard cock. If you were dry I couldn’t fuck you.”
He plunged two fingers inside her wet warmth. She felt soft to the touch.
Biting the side of her neck, he sucked on the flesh being careful not to mark her. Devil would start asking questions, and until she was ready he wasn’t going to force the issue.
****
The following morning Judi woke up to Ripper’s arms wrapped around her. Last night’s conversation about porn movies brought a sudden flush to her skin. The horror movie ended up being forgotten as Ripper bent her over and fucked her from behind. He had cupped her breasts until there were fingerprint bruises around her flesh as he pounded away inside her. His passion surprised her. He brought her to orgasm multiple times.
She’d gone from never having experienced an orgasm to being forced to have multiple.
Staring at the clock she saw it was past ten o’clock. Groaning, she dropped her head to the side of the bed.
“What’s the matter, baby?” he asked, startling her.
“How long have you been awake?” She glanced behind her to see his eyes open, staring at her.
“Long enough. You snore, you know, and mutter shit in your sleep.”
“You know I don’t have a clue about your name,” she said. Judi didn’t know half of the Chaos Bleeds’ real names. She liked their road names. Ripper suited him for some reason.
“It’s Daniel Hill, but I won’t respond to that name. I’ve been Ripper for a long time.” He rubbed a hand down his face, glancing over to look at the clock. “No wonder I’m fucking starving.”
She chuckled. “I’ll make you some food, Daniel.”
His hand tightened around her waist. “Oh no, you don’t. You’re not going anywhere.” Ripper gripped her waist hauling her up to straddle his waist. She squealed, giggling as she felt the evidence of his arousal between her thighs.
“Don’t you ever get tired?” she asked, moaning.
Ripper cupped her breasts then pinched her nipples. Crying out, she pressed her chest toward his touch.
“If I touch your pussy will you be wet?”
She looked down into his eyes. “I don’t know.”
He slapped her ass, making her burn. “Don’t lie to me.”
“Yes, I’m wet.”
“And you’re complaining about my need? I need to get some fucking pills to keep up with you. My dick will only get hard so much.”
Judi rolled her eyes, chuckling at his words. “You’re more than capable of keeping up, baby.”
She leaned down, feeling his hands move down to her hips. The endearment felt natural when speaking to him. Cupping his face, she claimed his lips, caressing the flesh with her tongue. He opened up inviting her inside.
“Kiss me back,” he said.
She did, loving his lips with her own.
Ripper tore away from her first, lifting her up to slide down on his cock. She was sore from their fucking last night, but this was different. He took his time, sliding inside her slowly.
A moan broke through her lips. Her need gripped her and took her by surprise.
“So fucking tight. This is my pussy, Judi. No other man is allowed near this body.”
“I know. It will only ever belong to you.” She couldn’t take the words back.
“Who do you belong to?”
“You, Ripper, you.”
“Good girl.” He cupped her ass, drawing her down then up on his shaft. Crying out, she held onto his rock hard abs as she fucked him. “I knew it. I knew your tits would look so fucking perfect swinging above me.”
She got a buzz knowing he’d been thinking about her. Opening her eyes, she stared down into his. The lust blazed back at her threatening to scorch her. There was no other place for her to go.
Holding onto his abs, sliding up and down his cock, there was nowhere else she wanted to go. Ripper made her yearn for him.
“You’re mine now, Judi. Never letting you fucking go.”
Judi closed her eyes as the pleasure took over. His cock was hard inside her, pushing against her cervix. The depth of his cock was on the verge of pain. The two combinations were a match made in heaven. Her body came alive as he fucked her harder.
“Touch your clit, baby. Come all over my cock.”
Reaching down, she stroked her clit gasping as the tiniest stroke took her over the edge. Her body was no longer her own but Ripper’s to do with as he pleased.
“Fuck, so fucking perfect.” His hands went to her hips, and he pounded away inside her, going deeper than ever before.
They cried out together as Ripper went over the edge. When they were done, she wiped the sweat from her brow, chuckling. “Now that’s the best way to start the morning,” she said, kissing his lips.
His hands banded around her, grounding her tumultuous emotions. She felt safe in his arms, like nothing was ever going to bother her with him close by.
“I meant what I said.”
Glancing up, she saw he had pushed a pillow underneath his head.
“About what?” She tucked some hair behind her ears.
“You’re mine. No man goes near you at all. No dates, no flirting, nothing.”
She smiled. “Ripper, I don’t date, and I rarely go out. Lexie and Phoebe are my friends, no one else.” For fun she babysat for the two women. Yeah, her world was full of excitement.
“You’re something else, Judi. Any man would give his right arm to have you by his side.”
“I’m not like that.” She felt uncomfortable. Had he forgotten she used to sell her body for money?
He gripped her chin, forcing her to look at him. “Your body is your own. That fucking bastard forced you to sell yourself. Stop thinking about that shit like it’s all you are. It’s not.”
She went to open her lips when she heard the door open.
Eyes opening wide, she stared at Ripper as she listened.
“Come on, kids, I’m hungry,” Devil said.
“Shit, Devil’s home.” Panic descended on her.
Being caught naked with Ripper deeply inside her was not going to go well at all. Scrambling off his cock, she winced at the sudden pain from the width of him. She wasn’t used to having a rock hard cock between her thighs.
“Judi, are you home?” Lexie asked, shouting upstairs.
“Yeah, I’m here.” She shouted the words, hoping Lexie would stay downstairs.
“We heard Ripper is staying with you. Where is he?”
Pulling up her shorts, she saw Ripper had the sense to bring his clothes with him. “Answer her,” Ripper said, whispering.
Her hands were shaking like mad. Crap, this was not what she wanted.
Judi put a shirt over her head, forgetting about the bra as she jumped up on the bed starting to gather her stuff.
“Erm,” she said, speaking.
Shit, what was she supposed to say?
Her door suddenly opened, and Lexie appeared. Screaming out, she grabbed an armful of the blanket. Thinking fast, she stared at the floor.
“It’s there, Ripper. It’s big and ugly.” Screaming, she tried to get her nerves under control. She’d never been capable of lying.
He look
ed at her frowning.
Come on, play the fuck along.
“What’s going on?” Lexie asked, opening the door. She looked from Ripper to Judi then back again. The suspicion was clear on her face.
“I’m telling you it’s the size of a tarantula. I saw it coming out of the bathroom. Please kill it for me.” Judi let the words run out.
“A spider, I’m here to kill a spider.”
Lexie screamed, diving onto the bed. “Spiders, I hate spiders. Devil!” She shouted his name in desperation.
Great thinking, Judi.
Seconds later Devil was running into the room carrying a baby spoon. “What? What the fuck is it?”
“A spider. Judi saw a spider.”
The two women held each other. Glancing at Ripper, she saw him roll his eyes.
She did her best not to respond. How else was she going to explain Ripper being in her room?
“What the fuck you doing in her room?” Devil asked.
“Looking for a spider apparently. Your girl is a fucking wimp.” Ripper looked around the floor.
Now the problem was actually finding a spider for him to kill.
“Are you sure you saw anything?” Devil asked.
“Please, don’t let a spider be walking around the house, Devil. I’m in a delicate condition.” Lexie rubbed her stomach.
Judi noticed the color was back in her cheeks. “Did you have fun?” she asked.
“Yeah, we couldn’t stay though. The smells of breakfast were too much. Some people actually ordered fish,” Lexie said, shuddering.
Devil started laughing. “She insulted the whole spa by throwing up over the table. Lex demanded I leave and cut our trip short.”
Laughing, Judi glanced over at Ripper. In the next couple of minutes he pretended to catch the spider and throw it out.
Lexie finally left the bed with Devil’s arms wrapped around her.
“A spider?” Ripper asked, kissing the top of her head when they were alone.
“I panicked.”
Everyone was afraid of spiders, even her. She was more afraid of what Devil would do the moment he realized she was fucking Ripper.
****
Later that day Devil sat behind his desk at his home thinking about what Tiny had just said. Zero had told the club everything. Alan hadn’t struck yet apart from the nurse, but his friend knew it was only a matter of time before Alan hit out again. Lexie stood by the doorframe, folding her arms over her chest.
“What are you thinking?” she asked.
“I’ve got a feeling shit is going to hit the fan,” he said. He never kept anything from her. She gave him everything, and in return he told her the truth.
He watched her walk toward him. She leaned against the desk staring down at him. Reaching out, he pulled her close, kissing her stomach. After the last few weeks of arguing she’d finally convinced him there was nothing wrong but morning sickness.
Her fingers sank into his hair.
“What has actually happened?”
“One of Zero’s friends turned up at the clubhouse with a bullet wound to her stomach. She’s fine, but this guy is causing a lot of trouble. He’s taken out a nurse that fucked Zero, and they’re on lockdown. Tiny is keeping me updated, but none of the others know. He’s worried,” Devil said, kissing her stomach. “Zero did something in his past, and he fucked up. He’s paying the price for his mistake.”
“Is this like Snitch?”
He shook his head. “No, he wanted vengeance. This is a death sentence for Zero. Someone wants him dead, but they want him to suffer first. I’ve got a feeling this is going to end up a nightmare for The Skulls.”
Devil loved the feel of her fingers in his hair, holding onto him.
“Will you go if they ask for help?”
“I’ve got to, baby. Tiny is a friend.” She smiled, but he saw the fear in her eyes. Cupping her cheek, he stood up staring down into her eyes. “You’re my entire fucking world. I will never do anything that will put us at risk.”
“I know the club means so much to you.”
“Hey.” He held onto her face stopping her from looking away. “The club is my life, but you’re my reason for fucking living. I love you, baby. I’m not going anywhere.” Devil kissed her lips. “If I know it’s a death mission, me and the boys will bail. It’s not my fight, and you and my boys come first.”
Devil wouldn’t do anything to hurt her. He wanted to see his baby born and spend the rest of his years growing old with his woman.
Holding her close he thought about Ripper this morning. The way the other man had looked at Judi had Devil’s gut tightening.
Something was going on between the couple. He didn’t know what it was. Devil only hoped Ripper had his head on straight. Judi was off limits, and he wasn’t going to budge on this.
Chapter Ten
The following week Ripper was doing everything to avoid being alone with Devil. The biggest mistake he could make was thinking Devil didn’t see everything. There was a reason he was named after the ruler of hell. Their president saw everything. Shit, he was making himself feel nervous.
Looking over his bike he started to make sure there were no faults. Devil was inside the clubhouse going over the books that Vincent brought with him from the strip club. The strip club was doing better business than the mechanic shop. Some of the rich folk didn’t like bikers working on their expensive cars.
Ripper didn’t care. He loved working with his hands at every opportunity.
Once he was sure his bike was in the best condition he started to give it a clean, working over the body of the machine. Sweat dotted his back, and it was taking all of his strength not to text Judi. The last time they’d been together was three days ago when he convinced her to go for a ride with him late at night. She was staying around, studying for the most part.
He couldn’t keep stopping by the house as otherwise Devil would think he had a thing for Lexie. In the last couple of weeks he’d come to see it had nothing to do with Lexie. All he’d wanted from her was a fuck. She was a sweet woman, sexy as hell and one fine dancer. Most guys would want to fuck her.
She was taken, and his thoughts were dominated by Judi.
Curse stood over him causing a shadow. The other man was one of his closest friends. “Ashley told me to send you out a coffee,” he said, holding a cup.
“Are you a waitress now?” Ripper asked, standing up.
“She was bouncing on my dick ten minutes ago. I need the break.”
“I’m surprised you’re not at the diner in town lusting after sweet, dark-haired Mia.” Ripper teased his friend. They had both been to the diner, and each time Curse barely said a word to the waitress even though he couldn’t tear his eyes away from her.
“Why are you avoiding Devil?” Curse asked.
The smile dropped before he could stop. Shit, he thought he’d been doing well to avoid Devil without being noticeable.
“I’m not.”
“Liar. You’ve turned up late to every meeting about The Skulls. You’re always out working, and you just happen to need to leave when he turns up. What’s going on?” Curse asked, folding his arms.
“Nothing.” An image of Judi riding his cock entered his mind.
Shit, get it under control.
“You’re lying. Devil wants you inside anyway.”
Panic struck him instantly. Wiping his hands on the grease cloth, he gave Curse back the empty cup. Without saying another word he walked toward the clubhouse. Several men and women were cleaning, drinking, and generally having a good time. He saw Pussy trying to convince Ashley to a dirty dance.
Going straight to Devil’s office, he knocked and entered. The door was already open.
“Come in, sit down,” Devil said, looking over a file on his desk.
“What can I do for you?” Ripper asked, wiping his hands, which had gone sweaty the moment he entered the office.
“Just a minute.” Devil ticked something down on the file
and looked up. “Why are you avoiding me?”
“I’m not. I’m standing right here.”
“Don’t wise ass me, Ripper. We all agreed to settle down in Piston County. I can’t run this club if any of my boys are keeping shit from me.”
On the road, Devil demanded respect and for him to know everything from the smallest dispute to the biggest business deal.
“Nothing is wrong.”
“Is there anything going on between you and Judi? I noticed the looks going on. I’m not a fucking idiot.”
Tell him. Let the truth be aired. This is your opportunity.
“Nothing is going on. I was helping Judi out. She doesn’t always feel comfortable in her own skin. That morning she found a spider.” He rolled his eyes opening his arms to show he didn’t care. “Women, I’ll never understand them.”
“Why haven’t you been around the club?”
“I’ve needed fresh air. I drive my bike up to the picnic area to overlook the town. It fills the need.” The lies were pouring out, and Ripper hated them. It would be a lot easier for him to come out with the truth, but Judi wasn’t ready for Devil to know.
So many people had lost her respect by not listening to her. He wasn’t going to be one of those people.
“Are you regretting settling down? I can find a spot for you in another club if you’re wanting to go back to the road,” Devil said.
“No, this is where I’m going to stay. What’s happening with Zero? I know shit is hitting the fan for him.” Ripper tried to change the subject diverting Devil’s attention.
For the next couple of minutes he was brought up to speed with everything that was going on in Fort Wills. There was nothing new to report. Zero was still trying to find out about Alan’s whereabouts, but he was keeping a protective vigil over the woman who was shot as well as the rest of the club.
“When we’re called to help, do you want to come?” Devil asked.
“Do you really think it’s going to come to that?”
“Yeah. When a woman is shot it’s not long after when trouble starts.” Devil shrugged. “What do you want to do?”