Page 102 of The Sinner: James

Her breasts move softly as she moves.

Sprawled on her back, she spreads her legs for me and throws me a come-hither look that sends tingles through my groin.

She slides her hand between her thighs, parts her folds, and runs her fingers over her clit.

Stroking herself slowly, she gives me a seducing smile.

A lustful grin tugs at my lips when she brings her fingers to her mouth and licks them clean, teasing me so damn badly.

“What have you been watching lately?” I ask.

Without waiting for her answer, I lean forward, grab her hips and slide her lower, bringing her pussy to my mouth.

I lick her flesh, my pulse racing, my erection throbbing, her scent and taste firing up my brain.

She may purr like a kitten, but she has a ravenous wolf inside her when it comes to this.

Her whimpers arouse me even more.

My cock twitches, her wet arousal trickling in my mouth.

Swiftly, I straighten, unbuckle my belt, and free my hard-on before draping her legs over my arms and slowly sliding into her hot center.

Her lips curl into a sensual smile, her eyes glittering with pleasure.

“James…”

Rolling my hips, I satisfy the beast in me, giving her what she needs.

A snapshot of her body stays with me as I keep plunging into her––her legs folded over my arms, her blonde hair splayed over the hood of my dark car, her hourglass silhouette perfectly highlighted, and her full, luscious breasts moving with every thrust.

Her flat stomach vibrates beneath my palm, her taut skin glowing in the moonlight.

She’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, and she’s all mine and only mine.

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JAMES

An hour later,we drive back.

The windows are lowered, and the air smells like fresh vegetation, damp wood, sex, and sweat.

Tucked in her seat, she stares at me, mystified, with a satisfied smile tugging at her lips.

“Are you going to be okay?” I ask.

“Mm-hmm,” she says, tranquil, with no more tension in her voice.

That works better for both of us.

Minutes later, I pull her car out of Red’s parking lot and hand her the keys.

She kisses me softly, wiggles her fingers at me, and hops into her ride before steering it away.

I jog up the stairs and enter the club, grinning.

I dash straight to our table.

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