Page 43 of Ripper
“You like that? You fucking like that?”
He thrust deep inside of me so hard and fast I just couldn’t answer him. My breasts bounced under him, my eyes rolling to the back of my head as he fucked me harder.
“I said, you fucking like that, Ronnie?”
“Y-yes. I—”
The sound of my name on his lips right now was sweet right before it was drowned out by the groans and grunts that only made me wetter. I felt my clit swell under him as he drove his dick deep inside of me. He slipped his dick out, turning me over on my stomach, guiding my ass to the air. He slapped it so hard I knew it had to leave a handprint behind, and I bit my lip, smiling.
He slid his dick inside slowly, parting my pussy lips, and I moaned. He grabbed onto my waist, ramming his dick deeper while my ass cheeks slammed up against him. I lowered my head into the mattress, holding onto the sheets so tightly that my knuckles were starting to go white. I felt my wetness trickle down my leg, my pussy lips swelling as the orgasm started to build inside of me again.
It hit me hard and fast this time without warning. I quivered, squirmed, and shook under him while my eyes rolled to the back of my head. I felt his grip grow tighter, his muscles tensing, and I glanced behind me for a moment to see the stiffness of his jaw. He thrust harder, faster, deeper, pulling out at the last second to coat my entire back with his warm load. I could barely catch my breath. I could barely remember my own name, but his was one I’d never forget.Ripper.
***
I sat at the empty bar in the Tavern while Charlotte opened up. I was still sore from my incredible night with Ripper, and if he hadn’t been called away on official club business, I probably would’ve spent the entire day in bed with him. Today was going to be a big day as his words echoed in my mind, reminding me that it was my first official meeting with the rest of the club once he wrapped things up. I may just be a prospect, but I had a lot riding on the fact I needed to make a good impression, no matter my role right now.
I thought about the mysterious, threatening phone calls. I thought about the conditions my uncle must’ve been living through at this very moment. I may have gotten lost in my own little fantasy, a true escape from how fucked up my life had gotten, but now I had no choice but to focus. Every time I thought about what I had to do and whom I had to betray, my stomach was in knots. I tried to put the thoughts from my mind, just as Charlotte came out from the kitchen with a fresh uniform on.
It hadn’t been long since I saw her, but she shot me a bright smile, offering me a cup of coffee while she cleaned. I smiled, wrapping my hands around the ceramic cup while she poured it, and I knew it was exactly what I needed right about now. I sipped on it, enjoying the warmth. It felt good to be out of the house to not have to spend every moment of the day at the shop because I knew I’d only have to answer more questions. I needed a break, and I was starting to see why all the bikers tended to flock here. There was something about it that truly felt like home.
Charlotte was wiping down the wooden bar with a washcloth, tucking the single strand of loose hair behind her ear before giving me her full attention.
“It’s so good to see you, Ronnie. It’s been ages,” she said.
She leaned up against the wooden bar, placing her chin in her hands, waiting to hear all the juicy details.
“It has, Char. Things have been a little crazy lately, but good crazy.”
“That Ripper treating you well?”
She squinted her eyes like she was ready to fight if I only told her he tried something stupid, and I chuckled.
“He’s the best thing that’s happened to me in a long time. He’s not what’s got me so worried,” I said.
“Oh? Then what is it? Please tell me it’s not that Anna girl.”
“You were right on that one. She’s trouble. Big trouble.”
“I know ’em when I see ’em. What she do?”
I debated telling Charlotte what I’d done, but the last thing I needed was more people knowing that I went along with it in the first place.
“She just gives me a bad feeling now is all. Anyway, I don’t have to worry too much about her. With all of my focus being on the club and holding down the fort at the shop, I’ll be far too busy.”
“Not too busy for me I hope. This place may get wild sometimes, but nights ain’t the same without you dropping by.”
“Nah, I’ll be around. I’ve got my first meeting with the club in a few hours, and I’m so anxious. I’m still a prospect, and that means they can change their minds about me at any second,” I said, pressing my lips together nervously.
“Tank and his guys ain’t gonna be changing their mind about you. Besides, if you made it this far and you’re Ripper’s lady now, I think it’s safe to assume you’re in it for the long haul.”
“Yeah, I guess you’re right.”
“I guess all my lessons have really paid off, huh?”
I chuckled.
“I guess so,” I responded, with a bright smile.
