“Do you mind having spicy chicken with salad?” she asked, holding up a plate with lots of chicken br**sts on it.
“Make sure you cook all of that,” he said.
“What? There’s a lot here.”
“Baby, I eat a lot, and chicken and salad is not going to cut it.”
“Okay, I’ll make something to go with it.”
Watching her move around the kitchen, he took a sip of his coffee while also thinking about her tight cunt squeezing the life out of his fingers. Her body was going to give him a walking, talking hard-on.
The shower alone had him bursting at the seams. He didn’t shower with a woman. Ripper f**ked women, and once he was done, they left his space. Judi was different. She made him want to be a different kind of man for her.
Running fingers through his hair he stood up going to look outside of the window. The sun was still bright in the sky. The neighborhood was a good one. He watched kids playing on the front lawns. All of them were wearing buttoned up shirts and looked out of place shooting hoops.
“How do you like living here?” he asked.
“It’s good. We’re left alone. Lexie won’t take any shit from any of the women, and the men are terrified of Devil.” She giggled, looking over at him. “Lexie went to grab the mail the other day from the post box at the end of the drive, and one of the guys who lives a few doors down was passing with his dog.” Her eyes were twinkling as she spoke. “He was flirting with Lexie. His hands reached out as if to touch her, and Devil lost it. He stormed out of the house and threatened him with his gun. Pretty much said if he didn’t stick to his own pu**y, he wouldn’t have a dick left.”
“That makes you laugh?” Ripper asked, smiling.
She didn’t smile enough. He made a mental note to change that. Judi was only twenty, and she should be having all kinds of experiences to make her laugh and smile.
“Yeah, what I enjoyed was the shock on his face. All of the people think they’re so good, better than everyone else, but none of them gave a shit about others. Devil is the president of an MC, and yet he cares. I don’t know. Maybe I’m just sick in the head that watching rich people being threatened gives me a thrill.” She shrugged her shoulders. He watched her place the chicken onto an oven plate and drizzle it with oil. Ripper loved deep fried food but wasn’t prepared for another argument from her lips.
“They didn’t care enough to stop a pimp like Rob from hurting you,” Ripper said.
Judi paused. Her hand started to shake, and she looked up at him and nodded. “Yeah, they didn’t care at all.”
“What actually happened?” Ripper asked. They knew she ended up in Rob’s clutches, but no one knew why. “You don’t have to tell me if you’re not comfortable.” He wouldn’t hold anything against her.
“It’s the past. I always try to forget about the past.” She put the chicken in the oven and turned back to him. Her br**sts were rock hard and caught his attention.
He heard her blow out a breath.
“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 f**k-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 f**king time, and he’d take great pleasure in hurting her before he finally killed her.
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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 na**d then you’re wearing this.” He laid each piece on the counter for her to get a good look at.