Ripper's Torment(48)

Keeping her thoughts to herself, she looked up at the large house. It wasn’t as large as Devil’s, but it was comfortable.

Climbing off, she handed Ripper her helmet. “Where are we?” she asked.

He covered her eyes and moved her toward the door.

“What’s going on?” She started laughing as Ripper kissed her neck.

“Stop spoiling my fun.”

The sound of the door opening and a light being flicked were easily heard. Several more steps were taken, and then the door behind her closed.

“This is kind of freaking me out,” she said.

He released her eyes and told her to open them. Glancing around, she looked at the house.

“What is this?”

She took a step into each room seeing the sitting room, which only held one chair. Going through the back to the kitchen to see minimal items on the counters, she loved it instantly.

“This is our home,” he said.

Turning to face him, she found him leaning against the doorframe.

“What?”

“This is our home. I wanted a place to call our own. This is it. Do you like it?”

Judi looked around the room, feeling excited. “This is our home?”

“Yes.”

“You’re not going to stop me kissing you or asking for more?”

“No, I’m not. This is our place, and I’ve not touched you or done anything with you as I wanted our first time after our marriage to be special. Devil is my boss, and I respect him. I’m not going to screw his daughter under his roof while he’s there. It’s tacky. I wanted something for us, to call our own,” he said. “When you wake up in the morning, I want you to be free to come down here naked if you want.”

Running toward him, she threw herself into his arms. “Then take me to bed before the fun comes to an end.”

The last five months had been a nightmare for her. It was the first time in her life when she really craved his touch. Ripper hadn’t lost his place in the club for being with her, but he had to prove to them he was being serious about them. He didn’t touch another woman, and she was starting to trust him more with each passing day.

Ripper started laughing. “This is our home. We’re going to have to furnish it, and you need to finish college, but everything is good in the club. They accept us, baby.”

Wrapping her arms around his neck, she drew him down for a kiss.

“I don’t care if they’re not going to turn up. Please, Ripper, take me upstairs and make love to me. I’m going to explode if you don’t.”

He kissed her lips, chuckling at her growl of annoyance.

“Come on then, baby. It’s time for you to see our bedroom.” He lifted her up in his arms, carrying her up the flight of stairs to the third bedroom along the corridor.

She held on tightly as he kicked the door open, dropping her to the bed. Moaning, she claimed his lips as he sank between her thighs. They tore at their clothing until nothing was between them.

Judi opened her thighs, loving the feel of his cock stretching her.

“I love you, Judi. You own my heart, and this is going to be something you’ll never forget.”

Pressing a finger to his lips she smiled up at him. “Shut up and fuck me.”

He plunged inside her, making her cry out with pleasure. There was nowhere else she wanted to be. She hadn’t believed it was possible to fall in love, but Ripper made everything possible to her.





Epilogue



Curse sat at the diner flicking through the menu trying to think of something to eat. Lexie had already fed him that morning after a club meeting at Devil’s house, but still he came to the diner to eat.

“Can I get you anything?” Mia asked, holding a pot filled with coffee.

“I’ll have a cup of your finest,” he said, smiling.

Ripper and Judi were at the library while she did more studying, and Curse had opted to come here. He couldn’t help it. Every time he left the diner after getting his fill of Mia, he promised himself it would be his last time. She never showed an interest in him at all. In fact, she never showed any interest in any of the club members. She was always busy working at the diner or looking after her mother.

Everything he found out about her had come from her best friend, Ashley. The two women were like chalk and cheese, and yet they were the best of friends. He didn’t understand it. Ashley loved sex, men, and partying. Mia loved taking care of people.

“Where is Ashley?” Mia asked, pouring some hot coffee into his mug. All thought left his mind as she smiled.

Fuck, Ashley. She wants to know where Ashley is. Thinking, he knew she’d spent the night with Pussy.

“She’s, erm, she’s busy,” he said, feeling his cheeks heat.