Page 89 of The Sinner: James

A faint grin lines his lips, his thumb still stroking my cheek.

He looks at me as if seeing me for the first time.

His eyes speak of something more profound. Something meant to bond us in some way.

A moment later, he scoops me up and tosses me on the bed.

My back hits the mattress before he brings his mouth between my thighs.

“James…”

He presses his lips against my sex.

“Oh…” I singsong, closing my eyes and arching my back.

My hips push up, my hands threading through his hair.

He grabs my hips and pins me down.

I snap my eyes open and look at him, my blood racing. The sight alone... The image of him... His mouth buried between my legs makes my pleasure soar.

His touch… Oh, his touch… There are no words.

My legs fall open even more as he swirls his tongue between my folds, places open-mouth kisses on my clit, and pinches the sensitive skin with his teeth.

He licks my sleek wet flesh, feasting on me, and his mouth only goes lower while my legs are draped over his shoulders.

“Oh… James...” I murmur as he strokes my entrance with his tongue.

My voice is hoarse, and my hands are latched onto his hair.

I’m losing control, grabbing his hair harshly, my sex swollen, dripping, pulsing, hungry for his mouth.

He bites my clit again, the pain enhancing my pleasure before he slips his tongue into me.

A few more strokes, and I shudder, my crying moans bouncing around the room as I experience pleasure at its best.

Minutes later, he pushes off the bed, sweeps his towel off the floor, winks at me, and dashes to the bathroom while I roll against the sheets, smiling and indulging in the aftershocks sweeping through me.

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JAMES

For the second time tonight,I find myself in the shower, and the water rolls over me, flogging my heated skin, a soft grin tugging at my lips as my hand goes up and down my length–– the memory of her… her mouth… her sweet pussy... is now etched in my mind for good.

Minutes later, I turn off the water and run a towel over my body before sauntering back into the bedroom.

Her eyes instantly come to me.

She’s on the bed, still naked, still waiting for me.

Stretching a lazy smile, I swagger to her.

Her gaze slides to my pecs and abs before lingering on my semi-hard cock. Tipping her head back, she lowers her eyelids and gives me a sultry smile.

Her cheeks and chest are flushed, and her hair is damp––her curves all the more inviting.

She makes room for me on the bed before I slide next to her.

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