Page 428 of The Sinner: James

“You’ll see.”

From the nightstand, he snatches my phone.

I look over my shoulder.

“Be patient,” he says, sliding his finger over my phone and turning the camera on... I assume.

He also turns the nightstand lamp on and places the phone camera on the bed, between my legs.

I’m completely open to him.

“Seriously?” I murmur.

A laugh vibrates in his chest.

“Shut up. You’re gonna like it.”

His first touch sends a shiver through my bones.

He lowers himself to the edge of the bed, grips my butt, pulls my center even more open, and drags his tongue between my legs, from my folds to my entrance and my back ring.

An earthquake shakes through my hips.

“James…”

I moan his name again.

“I want you to get really wet for me,” he says as if I need to.

I’m already dripping.

He drags his tongue up again before swirling it around my center and slipping it between my folds.

He sucks on my clit.

My hips shake, rocking against his mouth.

My back arches.

He blows hot air on my sex, spurring tingles between my legs.

I’m going up fast as he licks my pussy and fingers me at the same time.

Abruptly he pushes up and presses the smooth crown of his erection against my entrance.

Slowly, he slides his hard length into me.

Thick. Hard. Perfect.

He rocks his hips, driving his hard-on into me.

My center is warm and slippery, pulsing with pleasure.

“Good?”

“Mm-hmm,” I murmur, propped on my hands and knees.

I glance at him over my shoulder, my phone in his hand this time.

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