Page 34 of Little Fox


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“Good. How was your night with Maureen? You two have fun?” Bailey was a hard woman to read. She kept so much locked away in that beautiful head of hers.

She nodded against my chest and took a few deep breaths. “It was nice being back in my old house. So many memories there.” She threw a leg over mine. “I told Maureen everything. And she was so supportive. I should have confided in her ages ago.”

I planted a kiss on the top of her head. “That’s fucking awesome, Bailey. I knew she wouldn’t let you down. It’s good to have friends like her. Friends like that will never abandon you.”

She sat up and looked into my eyes. “Are they still mad at you?”

I loved how selfless she was. Always thinking about everyone else’s happiness before her own. “Don’t worry about us, little fox. We’ve had many fights over the years. Nothing we can’t come back from.”

“Have you seen… him since I’ve been gone?” Her eyes were wide with curiosity, not fear. That told me what I had been suspecting. She wasn’t afraid of Raine. She was afraid of how we’d react to her asking about him.

I nodded. “I did. He came in here, asking about you.”

She sighed. “Why didn’t you tell me about him before, Poe? I don’t understand.”

My heart ached. I hated that I kept secrets from her. “I don’t know. No. That’s not true. I thought that if I said his name out loud then it would summon him to you. As I told Grim and Saint, I never saw him before you moved in. Mrs. Wickford confessed to me one night that she killed her husband. She claimed he was abusive and that she did it in self-defense. I didn’t know about ghosts or spirits at the time. I believed her, kept her secret, and thought that was fucking that.”

Bailey pulled her legs up to her chest, curling herself into a ball. “And did he abuse her? Was any of that true?”

I could tell my answer was crucial to her decision on getting to know him, but I didn’t have the answers she needed. “That’s something you’re going to have to ask Raine, yourself, little fox. All I know is that he started showing his face after you arrived. He’s been watching you this whole time. Watching us. What’s fucked up is that he’s been here as long as me, and the guys and we never fucking knew. How he managed to stay hidden for so long is a mystery. I would have been bored out of my fucking mind if I were him.”

She fidgeted with her hands, looking down at the sheets. “I think he was the one who pushed me into the door that night. On Halloween Eve when I set you three free. I kept trying to convince myself that I tripped but I know what I felt. Something shoved me forward, and I collided with the door so hard, it broke open.”

I had suspected it myself but didn’t want to say a word until I knew for sure. “I think Raine needed us to be free. He needed us to find you so that you could restore this house. And I think he wanted you from the moment he caught your scent on the stairs. You’re not crazy, Bailey. I’m so sorry I let you think you were.”

A long silence fell between us as she smoothed her hands back and forth over her legs. I watched her, desperate to know every thought that was racing through her brain. But I didn’t want to push her. She’d already been through so much.

Finally, she looked up at me and smiled. “It’s okay, Poe. I’m not mad at you. I understand that it came from a place of love and fear.”

I pulled her back to my chest. “My sly little fox. I don’t deserve you. None of us do.”

Bailey slid her hand down my stomach, fingering the edges of my sweatpants. “Let me show you how much I missed you.”

A rush of adrenaline spiked through my veins as her soft fingers dipped below my waistband and wrapped around my cock. My breath hitched. “Oh, how I fucking missed you, little fox.”

She gripped my cock tight in her palm and stroked in slow movements, taking her time as she worked her way down to the tip.

“Let me see what you’re doing down there.” I pushed my sweatpants down and kicked them off.

“I love how hard you are for me, Poe,” she rasped.

I spread my legs wide apart and gazed down, admiring my hard cock in her tiny hand. She moaned as if she were getting more pleasure than she was giving. I fucking loved that.

“Take off your pajamas.” Her body was fucking gorgeous, and I wanted to see every inch of it while she touched me.

She removed her top and bottoms, making a slow and deliberate show of it. Her pink nipples pebbled as she climbed on top of me. There was something about her movements, her seduction, that stirred something deep inside me. I had defiled her plenty. I had done things to her that were unspeakable. But in this moment, all I wanted was the most sensuous parts of her.

She leaned down and pressed her lips to mine. I kissed her slowly, gently sucking on her lips and tongue. I moaned into her mouth as her nipples grazed my chest, tickling my every nerve. “Take control, little fox. Take whatever the fuck you want from me.”

She moaned as she kissed my neck, tracing her tongue across my collarbone. My cells were on fire, my muscles burning from the slow friction. I caressed her back softly using only my fingertips. Goosebumps spread underneath them.

“Poe,” she rasped. “You feel so good.”

I wrapped my hand around her neck, gently without pressure. Just held it there as she rose and looked down at me with fire in her eyes.

“You’re fucking perfect, my love.”

She placed a hand on my stomach to steady herself and inched her fingers inside her pussy with her other hand. I almost fucking came right there. I watched as she played with her wet cunt. It was slow and gentle, and it drove me mad.

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