Page 191 of The Sinner: James

“Don’t fucking look at me like that, Lex,” I say, slipping my fingers between her butt cheeks.

“Do you remember this, darling?” I ask, talking around my cigarette again, squinting against the veil of billowing smoke.

I bring the other hand between her folds, my fingers sliding under her sensitive hood.

She jerks back, slamming into me, sparks flying from my cigarette.

“Easy, babe.”

I pull the cigarette out and set it on the lip of an ashtray near us.

From behind, I slip two fingers back into her, coat them in her wetness, and pull them out before pressing them between her butt cheeks.

She shudders, scratching the wall with her nails.

“Yeah... I think you fucking do...” I murmur, sliding my hand back to her cleft, hooking my forefinger under her soft hood, and gently pulling up while slowly running my middle finger up and down her slit, rubbing her clit.

My two fingers at her back slowly thrust and twist, moving in and out of her butt.

Her hips start rolling against my hands, grinding like crazy.

“Yeah... I know. All you want is a hard dick inside you... maybe two. The thing is, sweetheart... We’ve paid for pussy, not you for dicks.”

Growling, she mumbles a curse.

“Mm-hmm… ” I murmur, stroking her.

Her whimpers morph into a muffled squeal when I pull my hands away and leave her hanging on the cusp of coming.

I spin away, my eyes flying to Lex, who shakes his head in glaring disagreement.

As if I give a fuck.

“Something to drink, Lex?” I throw over my shoulder as I head to the bar, adjusting my throbbing cock.

“No, thanks...” he hurls back at me, annoyed.

I grab a short, fat glass, fill half with ice cubes, and generously pour whiskey over them.

“My friend would like a repeat, Red,” I say as I slide the cigarette between my lips and give Lex a wink.

He glowers at me, not tasting my dark humor in the slightest.

I empty my glass in one gulp, the effect of the alcohol surging through me in an instant, pushing my seething fury to an all-time high.

I slide the empty glass onto a table, curl my arm around Rain, lift her, and toss her onto the large bed.

Quickly, she rolls to the other side, hiding behind Lex.

Rage soars through me.

“Don’t you fucking dare,” I growl, rounding the bed.

“James.”

“Stay out of it, Lex. Don’t be a fucking fool like I was.”

He leaps out of bed and blocks me, pushing me back.

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