Crystal's One Night of Love

In the master bedroom, only a bedside lamp was lit, casting a dim yellow light over the space.

The atmosphere was incredibly romantic and sensual.

Locked in a kiss in each other’s arms, Henry and Crystal tumbled onto the foot of the bed. together.

It had been three years since they had last been intimate with one another. Henry was somewhat inept, while Crystal was a tad restrained.

However, her shyness rendered her all the more alluring.

Leaning close to her ear, Henry thoughtfully and tenderly coaxed her at first. Subsequently, he started losing control and allowed his nature to take over.

Pleasure flooded them both time and again.

Without warning, the bedroom door swung open, revealing a little girl hugging a pillow and rubbing her eyes. “Daddy!”

Everything screeched to a standstill.

Henry arduously exhaled a breath and gazed down at Crystal.

Crystal’s voice was hoarse and wobbly. “Cuddle her, Henry!”

Henry’s gaze was dark, and his Adam’s apple bobbed repeatedly. Ultimately, he put on his bathrobe before getting out of bed and scooping the little girl up.

Skyler burrowed into her father’s embrace.

She had a nightmare and had yet to wake fully. Perhaps she was scared, for she hooked her arms around Henry’s neck and hugged him tightly.

Henry comforted her lovingly. Then, he shifted his eyes to the woman beside him and murmured in a gravelly voice, “Go and wash up. Otherwise, it’ll be uncomfortable for you.”

Crystal’s face burned slightly. He grabbed his shirt, put it on, slipped into the bathroom.

In the dimly lit master bedroom, Skyler whimpered softly in her father’s arms.

Henry took a storybook from the bedside table and read it to her, his voice pleasant and husky. Slowly, Skyler quietened down.

That was precisely the scene that greeted Crystal when she stepped out of the bathroom.

Her heart inevitably softened.

Well, our reconciliation indeed has something to do with Skyler. He has sacrificed a lot for her. In the past, it would’ve been practically impossible for him to pause in the hustle and bustle of his busy life.

After toweling her hair dry, she sat down on the edge of the bed. She stroked Skyler’s head lightly and asked in a low voice, “Does she always wake up in the middle of the night?”

Henry placed the storybook aside.

The look in his eyes was dark and unfathomable.

A long moment later, he chuckled softly. “You’re afraid she’d always barge in at the critical juncture?”

Crystal flushed bright red. “You know that wasn’t what I meant, Henry!”

Henry’s gaze remained fixed on her.

She had just taken a shower. Her skin was still tinged with a rosy shade left from their passionate encounter earlier, and she emanated a faint sense of sultriness. He was seized by the desire to carry on where they left off.

Seeing right through him, Crystal whispered, “Keep it for another time!”

grin stretched Henry’s face. “Come here

over meekly.

gave her

was exceedingly tender and pure.

close to his other side. Shaking out the blanket, he draped it over them and

arms without saying anything.

better when Skyler’s older,”

acknowledgment before countering, “That wasn’t what I meant!”

“I haven’t had my fill, Crystal. I

intimate moment. Nonetheless, the fact that the sense of unfulfillment

stained Crystal’s cheeks. She could not help chiding. “No

surface, but he’s a downright rogue

Henry snickered softly.

her ear, he purred, “You don’t like it? I don’t believe it,

went wholly

chest. Listening to the rhythmic pounding

she

magnified handsome face mere inches away

her delicate face. “There’s half an hour before

went weak.

the end of the day, she wanted

more. With an arm wrapped around. her slender waist, he muttered,

Crystal did not want

shook her head imperceptibly. “I’m planning to go back and visit

living in the same condominium because she was

picking Skyler up at night,” Henry persuaded.

contemplation,

shoulder, she warned him not to put her through

had gone too far, Henry nodded. He tenderly bathed and changed

was also the one

on a floral dress. Then, she brushed her brown hair with a comb until it

already had a tie on, looking dashing in his suit.

Skyler up. As they headed downstairs, he

hugged her father

eyes were fixed on Henry. “Why aren’t you

a moment, Henry was rendered speechless.

cheek. “You’ll know when

when educating his daughter, but he would.

not quite understand that.

hands into fists. Christopher must know

downstairs with Skyler.

“Is Mrs. Miller not up

well. I’ll be back

in age, the housekeeper promptly surmised everything following

sip

no sugar, but he tasted

happy as a clam.

in Daddy’s arms. Mommy was also there, but she seemingly cried. Her eyes were swollen, and the corners of them were moist. That’s likely what Daddy meant when he said she wasn’t feeling too well! I can sense that Daddy is particularly gentle with Mommy. He looks at her differently each time, the look in his

nuggets.

She could not resist wondering, “Don’t you just love Mommy, Daddy?”

Henry’s heart melted.