Page 204 of The Sinner: James

JAMES

She rises to her feet,steps to the side table, and turns up the volume, a slow tune drifting through the air.

A different expression slides over her face, the sultry smile tugging at her lips, suggesting that the time for talk is over.

And yet… Her words still echo in my head.

I can’t believe she’s changed so much.

I still remember that girl who used to wear shorts and cropped tops, believed in idealistic crap, and worshiped me as if I were a god.

And now, I have a stunning woman in front of me who’s lost her faith and heart and doesn’t even blame me for it.

Flashing a naughty smile, she walks to me.

I drink her in from the mane of blonde hair tumbling down her back to the skintight dress and sexy heels highlighting her presence.

She’s every hot-blooded man’s dream.

Elegant, sophisticated, wise beyond her years, and with a firestorm between her legs.

Any man could easily get lost in her.

And any man would change the world for her.

She gives me another seductive grin, indicating that the game is on while I lean back against the couch, ready to enjoy it.

Swaying her hips, she inches even closer, oozing raw sexuality, her eyes locked with mine, her smile igniting a fire in my groin.

Reaching the back of her dress, she grabs the zipper before peeling her outfit off. Rolling her hips, she moves sensually, her gaze sparkling with a mysterious smile.

She drops the garment on a chair and pivots to me.

Tilting her head back, she charms me with a dazzling smile before sliding her knees onto the sofa on either side of me.

The smell of flowers in bloom lifts off her skin every time she moves.

Round and heavy, her breasts push against her lacy bra, almost spilling out.

My gaze trails down to where her garters frame the sensitive spot between her legs.

A lace band barely covers her slit.

Hot for her, I run my hands up her thighs.

Playfully, she swats them down and pushes herself up on her knees, bringing her pussy closer to my face.

Slowly, she rolls her hips, taking her time to unclasp her bra.

I glance up just as she drops her underwear on my face, and the warmth of her breasts and her enticing scent rolls over my lips.

I hold it against my face, soaking in the heat of her body.

Drifting my gaze up, I take in every inch of her skin, getting drunk on the scent of her arousal.

Still propped on her knees, she shimmies her hips, enticing me with her pussy, bringing it next to my lips.

She taunts me with a come-hither look, broadening her grin, high on her power.

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