Page 33 of Cursed Fox

Lex

"What a fucking asshole." The words were out of my mouth before I could think better of it.

Actually, I didn't care what it said about me. The guy was a fucking asshole.

"Why did you never tell me that?" Wes demanded, and I wanted to punch him in the mouth for talking to Nancy that way.

"Because after he left, it didn't matter. I focused on me and the kids. We proved him wrong, so as far as I was concerned, it was a thing of the past."

Until it wasn't.

"Do you know where he is these days? I know the letter was mailed from Oklahoma, but is that where he's living?"

Nancy shrugged her shoulders. "No clue. I haven't thought about him in years. I guess you can ask around in Willow Creek. Someone there might still talk to him."

Oh I was going to be doing that all right. Bee was in everyone's business in town. If anyone would know who still talked to the prick, it was her.

"I guess that means we’re going back there."

Maverick's look said it all. He wasn't pleased with my tone. I didn't much care though.

Nancy sighed. "My bag is already packed."

This timewe were smart enough to grab food before we left Divot so we could avoid stopping at the diner or anywhere else in town. Neither of us were too keen on being back, and for Nancy's sake, I wanted to avoid people for at least one more night.

Dropping our bags next to the bed, I looked around the small apartment. "I don't like the way things ended the last time we were here."

Nancy walked over and slid her hands under my shirt. "So let's make some new memories."

I liked that she was bold enough to make the first move. I liked her confidence to seek out what she wanted.

And I wasted no time grabbing her hips and bringing her crashing into me. I couldn't get enough of her curves as I ran my hands up and down her sides over and over again. I wasn't able to get the full feel when we’d been in her office, but I knew now just how well she fit me.

"I can't stop thinking about how good you tasted." Leaning down, I nibbled on her neck just below her ear. "Mmmm, you smell like vanilla again."

Nancy giggled. "I was able to use my own stuff for once."

"Have I told you yet how much I like it?" I nuzzled in closer and took a deep breath.

Nancy tilted her head, giving me better access. "I don't think you have."

Damn, I was going to have a hard time keeping my hands off this woman. I backed her up until the backs of her knees hit the bed and I slowly leaned her back. I got a glimpse of her soft stomach where her shirt rode up and I instantly wanted to see more of her.

"You're not going to need these." I peeled her shorts and panties off, dropping them to the floor. Then I grabbed her hands and pulled her to sitting, yanking her shirt off over her head. "Won't need this either for what I have planned."

"Is that so? How is it I'm almost completely naked and you're still dressed?" She looked up at me through her lashes as I stared down at her.

My eyes locked on her thick thighs that I knew from experience would suffocate me in the most intoxicating way when I got between them. And don't even get me started on her curves. I couldn't wait to hold on to them as she rode me.

"I guess you need to do something about that."

Confident as ever, Nancy traced the band of my shorts and boxers with her finger before dipping her fingers inside and yanking them down my legs. My cock bobbed out, perfectly lined up with her mouth.

I knew the moment Nancy realized it as well. She licked her lips and looked up at me with a sultry smile before leaning forward and flicking the tip with her tongue.

My eyes rolled back into my head when she wrapped her pouty lips around my shaft. Being inside her hot mouth nearly had me erupting with just a few sucks. I bit down hard on my molars to keep from spilling too soon.

When it was clear I couldn't take any more without the fear of exploding down her throat, I lifted her up underneath her arms and tossed her farther up the bed. The popping sound she made when I pulled her off my cock was nearly my undoing.

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