Page 553 of The Sinner: James

My panties fall to the ground just as the wind blows my hair over my face.

I brush it all to the side, not seeing a thing when I feel his hands on my hips.

He tilts my pussy toward him, almost making me lose my balance as he licks the flesh between my legs.

“James...”

His erection stirs as he swirls his tongue around my clit again, and my legs begin to shake.

I prop my leg on his lounge chair and open my thighs, pressing the back of his head against my pussy.

My nipples pucker as he thrusts his finger into me.

I roll my hips against his touch, already sensing a tightening pull inside my abdomen.

“You’re crazy,” I murmur, getting a rush from his mouth. “I want it too,” I say, trembling with anticipation.

He knows exactly what I want, so he spins me around, pulls my butt to his mouth, and lies back on his reclined lounge chair.

My knees slide on either side of him, my bottom going up while my legs open, giving him full access to my entrance.

Hands latched onto my hips, he pulls me back until his mouth meets my opening. I lower my head and take him into my mouth.

The first drop of pre-cum breaks against my tongue.

I cup his balls and close my fist around his girth before stroking him with my hand and sucking him.

Hard as steel, he pushes his hips up to meet my mouth, and my legs shake harder as he licks me harder.

A few more moments pass before he pushes me away from his mouth and slides me down, filling me up.

“Oh... Damnit...” I murmur, vacantly moving my gaze over the view in front of me–-the ocean, sand, palms, and pool––my skin welcoming the cooling breeze.

I move up and down, enjoying the wet friction, while he pulls me down harder and harder.

The pleasure builds up quickly before I break the rhythm.

He shifts his position, pulls me under, and covers my body with his.

My back lines his chest, my center filled as he strokes my clit and keeps thrusting into me until I start to shudder.

He grunts as I come, experiencing the same intense high.

Later, we slow down, silence falling over us, a magnificent sunset witnessing everything.

His arms snake around my body, his hand covering my pussy.

“Do we really have to go back?” I ask quietly.

“We don’t have to do anything.”

“Don’t you miss being home?” I ask.

“Yeah, I do.”

“Me too. You know… I was thinking that maybe we could invite everybody here for a vacation.”

“We will,” he says.

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