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.

were pressed together.

it was broad

startled by his actions. She raised her head to look at

hoarsely, “There’s just something

hand, then tied her

couch. “Is this how you ask questions, Henry?” she asked

and traced

cabinet and finally chose two fine bottles of red wine-the kind. that would render

suitable

his blazer, revealing his white

and coupled with his

he was going to force her to drink, Crystal bit her lip

swirled the glass. “I want to hear the

a quarter

making him

stared at

voice was sexy.

her mouth, feeding her the fragrant wine. Crystal did not want it, so she raised her head to resist him. Yet, the man continued moving closer to

wine stained

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

take this and whimpered, “Don’t do this,

by her lips and made

when she refused, he coaxed her

and

soaked in red wine. Her fair skin was rosy. Her lips were even slightly swollen from his fervent

she leaned back on the couch. Her

leaned over to continue kissing her.

gaze was unfocused.

of her ear and mumbled,

Crystal was drunk.

wanted to sleep, but Henry would not let her.

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

down to her chin. “How far

by his

question he had wanted to ask all along.

him back resentfully. “Henry, why did you stop kissing me?”

held her chin, stopping

were watery and filled with desire. It had been a long time since she had expressed her desire for him.

and

was so hot Crystal wanted to scream, but he

her eyes and muttered, “We kissed.

abruptly pulled her