Crystal's One Night of Love

There were quite a number of capable people at the university anniversary celebration.

However, the most capable individual present was probably Henry. Clementine wanted to ask him for a favor as well as get into his good books, but he had already left with Crystal.

In the car at the parking lot, Henry slowly buckled his safety belt before turning to look at Crystal.

Crystal was leaning back in her seat, the corners of her eyes slightly moist as she looked out the window.

Obviously, those videos made her emotional.

How could she possibly forget about her first love so easily?

Henry gripped the steering wheel. “Do you miss it?”

“No.”

“Then why do you look like you’re about to cry?”

Crystal could not answer him.

Henry tightened his grip on the steering wheel before finally stepping on the accelerator.

A while into their journey, Crystal realized that something was amiss. This was neither the way home nor the route to his office. She asked, “Where are you taking me to?”

“The condominium we used to live in.”

Crystal could guess what was on his mind, and she did not agree to it. “Henry, it’s been years since Robert and I dated. You can’t be unforgiving just because of that video.”

Henry did not speak.

When they reached a traffic light, he took out a cigarette and lit it.

“Crystal, I’m jealous.”

Crystal stiffened.

That was all Henry said before he refocused on the road and drove them to the condominium.

Crystal did not want to get out of the car.

Henry unbuckled his seatbelt, leaned in her ear, and whispered, “Do you want to get out yourself, or do you want me to carry you?”

Crystal was rather upset, so she walked ahead of him after they were both out of the car.

Henry slammed the car door shut before following her slowly, the cigarette still between his fingers. When they entered the condominium unit, Crystal turned around and asked, “Henry, what are you—” Before she could finish her sentence, he grabbed her thin waist and pinned her against the wall.

bodies were pressed together.

was broad

raised her head

her soft cheek and said hoarsely, “There’s just something I want

tied

to get up and kneeled on the couch. “Is this how you ask questions, Henry?” she asked angrily.

knee before her and traced his finger across her

over to the wine cabinet and finally chose two fine bottles of red wine-the kind. that

suitable for

revealing

tightly around his thin waist, and coupled with his long legs, he had an appearance that

again. He elegantly filled two glasses. Thinking that he was going to force her to drink, Crystal bit her lip and said,

glass. “I

that, he drank a quarter of the wine.

bobbed, making him

stared at him.

voice was

opportunity to kiss her and explore her mouth, feeding her the fragrant wine. Crystal did not want it, so she

red wine stained her fair skin.

hugging her figure. It was very attractive to men. His lips were pressed against hers as he muttered, “Drink a little more, and I’ll

take this and whimpered,

lips and made her drink its

he coaxed her

and yelled.

hour later, Crystal looked as if she had been soaked in red wine. Her fair skin was rosy. Her lips were even slightly swollen from his

couch. Her wrists were no longer

over to continue

was

her ear and

Crystal was drunk.

but Henry would

arms around his neck in discomfort and choked out, “You’re

kisses moved down to her chin.

stunned by his own question.

he had wanted to ask all

back resentfully. “Henry, why

stopping

had been a long time

and rolled down his

so hot Crystal wanted to scream, but he held her waist and repeated

and muttered, “We kissed. That’s

abruptly pulled her