Page 341 of The Sinner: James

Rain lingers behind, so David and I spend a moment alone.

“Thank you,” I say, patting him on his back. “For everything.”

A warm smile threads through his gaze.

“You’re a lucky man,” he says.

“I was thinking the same thing about you while you were sitting across from her.”

He slides his hands into his pockets, his gray suit and white shirt setting off his blue eyes.

He looks down, a nostalgic smile glued to his lips, and ponders before raising his gaze to me.

“I’ll be honest with you. She’s the one regret I’ll always have,” he says sincerely. “Especially since I know that we were never meant to be together.”

I wish there were something I could say.

“Are we good?” Rain asks, walking toward us, her cheeks flushed, her eyes burning.

She swiftly takes us in.

“Yes, we are,” I say, smiling. “What about we go out and celebrate?” I say.

We both look at David.

He nods softly in agreement.

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JAMES

“Are you hungry or...Are you hungry?”

“Shut up, Sexton.”

She pushes the door to her apartment open and drags me in. The soft light coming from the kitchen spreads across the walls.

“I thought we just had dinner...” I tease, my focus shattered as she cups my balls. “You’re looking for trouble...” I say, all stirred up, my hand in her hair while my fingers slink into her cleavage.

I bring her mouth to mine.

We lock lips and tongues, sucking on each other as if it’s going out of fashion. She moans and arches her tight body, the flesh between her legs burning for me.

Multitasking, I run my hand down to her wrap skirt, flick the button open, let it drop to the floor, and work on her jacket, still kissing her.

I pull the jacket off as she hungrily sucks on my tongue.

Without waiting, I spin her around and bend her over the kitchen island.

Her little ass pushes up, a strap of fabric flossing her butt cheeks. My eyes stay on her rear as I tug at her panties, slide them down, pull my hard cock out, and enter her.

She’s wet and slippery and clenches around me.

I ram into her. She growls with pleasure.

I pull her hair back and pound her passionately, every thrust making her legs shake, her center clamping on me.

“Get ready, sweetheart. I have something for your mouth,” I say, my eyes glued to her butt as I keep thrusting.

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