Page 38 of The Sinner: James

“Oh, he’ll be more than pleased,” he says, their collective laughter making my hair bristle.

A hand curls around my neck before they pull me back into the house.

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JAMES

‘Got her,’Ed’s message reads.

Me: Blindfold her.

Ed: What about her friend?

Me: Have someone take her home.

I slip my phone onto the table and light my cigarette.

“Let’s have some fun,” I say before blowing the smoke out and leaning back into the couch.

Lex hands me a drink and sinks into an armchair near me.

The door opens, and one of my men walks in, his hand locked around Rain’s neck.

I signal him to take his hand off her. He steps back while she freezes in the middle of the room.

Ed walks in behind them, scoops up his drink, and claims a seat at the bar before peering at them from the side.

Slowly exhaling the smoke, I roll my gaze over her.

Her top barely clings to her chest, her breasts almost spilling out of her bra. One of the sleeves is ripped and stained with blood, explaining the mess on the floor, and her legs are covered in dirt smudges.

The short shorts reveal her bare legs and the space between her thighs.

Resting my arm on the back of the couch, I spread my legs and indulge in the tingling sensation growing in my swollen cock.

Barely tilting my head to the side, I bring my cigarette to my lips, narrow my eyes, and take a drag while studying her body.

Her chest rises and falls, drawing all eyes in the room to her.

Her hands are tied behind her back, and a blindfold covers her eyes per my instructions.

“James?” she calls out softly.

The sound of my name on her lips makes my dick twitch.

The man who brought her in looks at me.

I shake my head.

“He’s not here,” he says.

“Who’s smoking then?”

My lips curl into a slow smile.

My man looks at Lex and Ed before swinging his eyes back to me.

I shake my head again.

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