Page 72 of The Sinner: James

My thoughts get pushed back as I scale up fast, a delicious pleasure swirling in my center, making me lose control.

“James?” I murmur, sensing him eager to fuck me.

He clamps his hand over my mouth, muffling my moans while tilting my head back, forcing me to arch my neck.

His lips graze my skin as he speaks.

“I was damn sure about you, Rain Morgan. You may be untouched, but you sure have the fire in you,” he rasps, his lips searing my neck with their heat. “See, life is really simple when you think about it…” he murmurs, his fingers pushing me to the edge fast.

I suffocate.

He lets go of my mouth.

“Please...” I say, the pulse between my legs quickening rapidly. “Finish me,” I beg, panting, my fingers slackening on the keys before sliding off the car.

He locks me in his arms, one hand curled around my neck, the other stroking me, his middle finger sliding back into my center.

In a split second, I turn to dust.

Shudders go through me while I convulse against his chest, experiencing an earthquake of pleasure.

It takes a few moments before a smooth sensation of relief courses through me, the tension spiraling down.

My muscles de-tense, my knees turning soft, my body relaxing as I prop myself against him.

A few more moments pass before he tears away from me.

I turn around to face him, my legs growing feeble, my breaths still shallow.

He palms his fly and the bulging erection underneath, his fingers raking through his hair, a small smile tilting his lips.

He snatches the car keys from my hand and motions me to his car.

“Get in,” he says, showing me to the back seat.

I pull my panties and jeans up and fix my fly before slipping in and crashing into my seat.

He slides into the driver’s seat, turns the engine on, and flicks the headlights a couple of times, signaling to Ed and Lex.

They saunter back when a thought pops into my head.

They must’ve seen us… James and me.

His arms around me, his hands pulling my jeans and panties down.

James finger fucking me, making me come against his car.

I’m sure they did.

I don’t have time to think about it as Lex takes the front seat and Ed slides next to me.

I slump into the corner, clenching my thighs, still holding onto that sinful feeling of wet, throbbing sex.

Ed’s eyes twinkle playfully when he takes me in.

I shift my position and look out the window, turning my back to him.

A dip in the bench behind me tells me he slid closer to me.

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