Ryder: MC Biker Romance (Great Wolves Motorcycle Club Book 8) by Jayne Blue Page B

don’t want to do.”
    So he brought his
hand, the skin looked old and spotted next to mine, up to the strap of my
dress. He’s asked I not wear buttons. He liked zippers and straps but no
buttons. When I saw the joints of his fingers, it was easy to see why.
    I sat facing him
on the couch, and he slid one strap down over my shoulder. Reflexively I put
one hand over my breast. He smiled and then slid the other strap down my other
hand went up. I’d not worn a bra. A mistake I realized now when it was clear
where this was going. I held the front of my dress to my breasts. And The Judge
was mesmerized by them.
    “I promise we
won’t do anything you don’t want. Now please, if you want to, of course, put
your hands behind you on the couch. Your Daddy promised you were very willing
to please me.” I wanted to throw up. I was shaking. Scared. Ashamed. But I had
made a deal. I thought of what I’d seen so far with Daddy and knew I could take
it.
    Slowly I removed
one hand, and the fabric on that side floated down. My breast was exposed to The
Judge.
    “Good girl. Very
good girl. Now go on. The other side. If you can.” His eyes stayed on my naked breast,
and I did as he said. I moveed the other hand. I was exposed topless and
quivering.
    “I like the
shaking. It looks lovely. Stand in front of me darling. I can’t lean in. Bad
knees you know.” I stood up and did as he asked. My breasts now level with his
face. He put his hands, on each side of my breasts and cupped them. His palms
were cold and dry. The cold had the effect The Judge seemed to want. I started
to slowly understand how I could hypnotize the all-powerful Judge.
    “Be still for me
darling.” And he leaned in, I felt his lips, and gray stubble above it, slide
over my nipple. He sucked on one nipple, gently, his lips covering his false
teeth. Then he released the nipple and pushed the other into his mouth. He kept
his mouth on my nipples one and then the other.
    “Delicious.
Delicious darling,” he said. I put my hand on his head. His gray hair like
cobwebs through my fingers. While his lips and eyes stayed on my breasts, his
hands slowly worked my dress down around my hips. I was close to being
completely naked but not quite. I wondered if this would be it. Would we have
sex this first time? I had thought I could stall. My mind raced. How would I
handle more than this? Should I think of Ryder? Should I try to enjoy it? I
didn’t have the first clue. I thought enduring it quietly would be all I could
muster.
    “Delicious
darling,” he said again and kept his hands on my hips and finally released my
nipples from his sucking. I had no idea how long it had gone on in reality, but
it felt like he had sucked on them forever. Like I was his food. I felt dirty.
But I hid it. This was it. He’d for sure want to try to.. I stopped thinking
about it.
    “Now put your hand
here.” The Judge took my hand and put it in his lap. I was afraid of what I
would feel. It wasn’t what I expected.
    At all.
    My eyes went wide.
    “Yes, that’s the
truth. The sad truth. I cannot, an old injury, old age, I have very little going
on there I’m afraid. My douche son is adopted. Hmm. Come back here.” I leaned
in again, and he ran his fingers over my belly like I was an object he was
inspecting. This was getting stranger and stranger.
    “You are a sweet
young thing, and I deserve you. I’m seeing the best doctor. A new doctor. He’s
very impressed that I have a sweet young thing willing to help me in that
department. Very hopeful I can fill you up on our wedding night.”
    “Oh, well. I’m not
sure what to say or, uh, do.” Which was entirely true. I had no idea.
    “You will wear the
pretty things I buy you. And help me take them off you. And maybe on our
wedding night, if my doctor can find the right meds without killing my heart,
I’ll make love to you. Until then though I’m going to touch, touch, touch, but
never spoil your purity. Your Daddy told me you’re