Page 334 of The Sinner: James

My dress falls to the floor. I take a small step to the side, my hand locked with his.

His gaze dips.

With smoldering passion, he takes me in, his fingers slowly stroking my skin before unclasping my bra.

He peels the lace off, freeing my breasts before running his palms over them.

My nipples pucker from his touch.

Tenderly, he cups my face, his body pressing into mine.

“You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for this moment,” he murmurs against my lips.

Labored breaths escape my mouth as he cuffs my neck and locks my lips.

He slides his tongue into my mouth, a hot sensation growing from his touch, burning through my blood.

Famished, I respond to him, no longer fearing losing him.

“You’re not going back,” he breathes into me. “Not now, not ever.”

We lock eyes, emotion gleaming in his gaze.

“It’s going to take some time.”

“I’m willing to wait,” he says.

“What happens if we grow tired of each other?”

A knowing smile tilts his lips.

“You’ll end up being a very disappointed, wealthy woman,” he says.

“That’s not what I want.”

“Me neither.”

He kisses me softly as I unbutton his shirt and slide my palms across his shoulders, peeling it off.

My hand goes down, trailing the ridge of his erection through his pants.

The feel of him being aroused spreads fire through my veins.

“I missed you... ” I murmur.

Smoothly, he shrugs out of his clothes, wraps an arm around me, sweeps me off my feet, and lays me on the bed.

Our lips connect, his body hovering over mine as my legs wrap around his waist. Running my hands down on him, I stroke and kiss him, worshiping him the way I used to do in the past.

I wrap my fingers around his shaft.

He’s hard as steel.

“I missed you, too,” he murmurs, sliding deep into me.

I clench around his hardness while he throbs against my warmth.

“You’re heaven to me,” he murmurs before he sensually moves, and my body absorbs every bit of him, every sensation, every emotion spurred by his touch.

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