Page 28 of The B!tch List

“Hunter, let’s go.” Ellie snagged his beer bottle and slammed it down onto the table. “Sorry, Nancy, hate to run but we kinda need to get home quick.”

I shook my head. “No problem, it’s fine.”

“Yeah sorry, Nancy,” Bronte said as she started to move away from the table. “Maybe my brother can keep you company.” She nodded toward the bar and there was Shaw being handed a bottle by Penny. He turned and when he saw us looking in his direction, rolled his eyes.

Hunter and Carter finished their drinks, while both of their wives waited impatiently. While it was amusing to watch, I was also disappointed. I’d been looking forward to a few beers and letting loose after the stress of the contest and worrying about the bank.

“I guess I’ll go too,” I sighed.

“No,” Bronte protested. “Have a drink with Shaw and see if you can find out who pissed on his grits.”

At that exact moment, Shaw arrived at the table not looking any happier than he had earlier.

“What’s going on?” he asked. “Where’s everyone going?”

“Home for sex,” Bronte replied with a smile.

“To get pregnant,” Ellie added.

As they all practically ran out of the bar, Shaw turned to me and frowned. “Seriously?”

“Yep, seriously. They’re all in competition to see who gets pregnant first.”

“No,” he snapped. “I didn’t mean that. I meant seriously I’m left here with you.”

You ever feel like you want to dick punch someone, just for being a dipshit? Yeah, exactly!

Nancy’s Bitch List for Shaw

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“You want a drink?” I asked Nancy. “Or you could go, either is good with me.”

She narrowed her eyes at me and then grinned. “I’ll get a vodka tonic please.”

I looked pointedly at the beer in her hand. “You sure you want to mix?” I leaned closer. “You know what tends to happen if you get too drunk.”

“And what’s that?” Nancy swallowed hard and I knew she knew. It was good to see the hint of pink on her cheeks, knowing she felt uncomfortable.

“That,” I whispered closer to her ear, “would be me fucking you until you scream.”

Clearing her throat, Nancy moved back a step and while it was almost imperceptible, I saw her pull her thighs together and squirm.

I filled the space she’d created. “You do remember how I stripped you naked? And how I then licked every inch of your skin, your pussy and then those amazing tits.”

Damn it, my dick was getting hard just talking about it. Nancy bent over in the Delaney’s barn was pretty good too but, in a bed, she was a whole other ball game. Nancy in bed was amazing, she was unabandoned and free and knew exactly how to please a man.

“You still wanna get drunk on vodka then Nancy?” I whispered in her ear. “Maybe repeat that night.”

“I think,” she said, tucking her hair behind her ear and moving her mouth close to my ear. “That maybe I should stick to beer because it’s not like I’d ever let that happen. Twice was enough.”

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