Ripper's Torment(24)
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 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.
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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 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.