Ripper's Torment(26)

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.”

“Fuck you.”

“And for that bad language we’re going to do it without the panties rather than over them.” Tugging down the fabric he saw her cream soaking through her pussy lips. The scent was amazing and sweet. Running a finger through her arousal, he sucked the digit into his mouth tasting her. “You’re turned on considering you don’t want this.”

She stayed quiet.

Running his hands over her plump cheeks, he waited until he was ready, and in quick succession landed five even swats against her buttocks. He made sure to keep his hand loose. Ripper wasn’t going to hurt her, and he knew with the right pressure he could have bruised her ass up real good for the next week, making it hard for her to sit down.

Once he was done, he sat her on his knee, capturing her jaw so she couldn’t look anywhere but at him. “I want to get something clear so you don’t go thinking the wrong kind of shit. Devil is never going to cheat on Lexie. Men who are fucking weak and can’t keep their dick in their pants cheat. Weak little shits who don’t give a fuck about anyone but themselves cheat. Devil is no fucking cheater. He loves that woman and will die protecting her. She has his mark, carries his baby, rides on the back of his bike, and will only ever ride one dick.”