Page 537 of The Sinner: James

I wrap my legs around his waist before he lifts me and carries me away.

Moments later, he kicks the bedroom door open and slowly sets me on the bed.

He flicks my baby doll dress up, exposing my slit and breasts before burying his head between my thighs.

I clutch his hair.

“Oh, no, no...” I murmur, grinning as he swirls his tongue over my clit, and my senses explode with pleasure. “Fucking yes...” I mumble in a trance, tensing and relaxing before tensing again.

My eyes get heavy as my hips roll, the pleasure intensifying.

He licks me and sucks on my clit, making me come within moments.

Holding his head with both hands, I shudder.

He barely pulls his mouth away from me when his phone buzzes on the nightstand.

We both ignore it.

A moment later, it rings again.

Eyes unfocused, lips swollen, and cheeks flushed, he pushes off the bed, his erection bouncing against his silky pants.

Running his thumb across his lips, he stretches his hand out and grabs his phone.

Without glancing at the screen, he turns it off.

“Don’t you want to know who called you?”

“Not now.”

He sheds his lounge pants and cuffs his erection.

My eyes stay trained on the bulbous head of his cock as he runs his fist up and down, smoothly stroking his hard flesh.

“Don’t I know that look...” he murmurs, sliding his knees onto the bed on either side of me.

A pillow supports my back as he tilts his hips forward.

The tip of his erection touches, brushes, and teases my mouth. I give him a sultry look.

He slowly shakes his head, a knowing smile curving his lips.

“No hands…” he says.

I tip my chin down in agreement.

“All right...” he drawls, bringing his free hand to my face.

His fingers trail my jawline and my lips before going down my neck and tugging at my baby doll dress. The neckline goes past my chest, my breasts getting swept by air.

He rides the bottom up and bunches my dress around my waist, exposing my pussy.

I spread my legs as he keeps stroking his hard meat.

His hand comes to my face again, his thumb trailing my lips, slipping between them, and thrusting into my mouth.

I swirl my tongue around it.

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