Crystal's One Night of Love

Chapter 343 Who Is More Attractive 1 

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.

Their bodies were pressed together.

Although they were a married couple, it was broad daylight, and this was too thrilling for her.

Crystal was startled by his actions. She raised her head to look at him. “Henry?”

Henry caressed her soft cheek and said hoarsely, “There’s just something I want to ask you!”

He took off his tie with one hand, then tied her wrists and threw her onto the soft couch.

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

Henry kneeled on one knee before her and traced his finger across her face.

With a chuckle, he walked over to the wine cabinet and finally chose two fine bottles of red wine-the kind. that would render one intoxicated but not quite.

It was suitable for women.

He took off his blazer, revealing his white shirt underneath.

His belt was wrapped tightly around his thin waist, and coupled with his long legs, he had an appearance that many women were attracted to.

The man walked over with the wine bottles and kneeled before her again. He elegantly filled two glasses. Thinking that he was going to force her to drink, Crystal bit her lip and said, “What do you want to know, Henry? I’ll tell you everything.”

He gently swirled the glass. “I want to hear the truth.”

With that, he drank a quarter of the wine.

His Adam’s apple bobbed, making him look particularly manly.

Crystal stared at him.

“Henry…” Her voice was sexy.

He took the opportunity to kiss her and explore 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 her.

The red wine stained her fair skin.

Even the silk blouse she wore was damp and was tightly 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 start asking.”

Crystal couldn’t take this and whimpered, “Don’t do this, Henry.”

He held the glass by her lips and made her drink its content.

Even when she refused, he coaxed her into drinking the wine.

Crystal cried and yelled.

Half an 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 fervent kissing.

Half-drunk, she leaned back on the couch. Her wrists were no longer restrained.

Henry leaned over to continue kissing her.

Crystal’s gaze was unfocused.

He bit the back of her ear and mumbled, “Who’s more attractive? Robert, or me?”

Crystal was drunk.

She wanted to sleep, but Henry would not let her.

She wrapped her arms around his neck in discomfort and choked out, “You’re more attractive than him.”

The man’s kisses moved down to her chin. “How far did you guys go?”

Even Henry was stunned by his own question.

Belatedly, he realized that was the question he had wanted to ask all along.

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

He held her chin, stopping her from moving.

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

Sweat beaded on Henry’s forehead and rolled down his face.

It was so hot Crystal wanted to scream, but he held her waist and repeated his question.

Crystal opened her eyes and muttered, “We kissed. That’s all.”

Henry abruptly pulled her closer.

He buried his face in the crook of her neck and was quiet for a long while. “Then… do you still like him. now?”

At that, Crystal sobered up.

She reached out to touch his warm neck. “Not anymore.

Henry started kissing her.

He was gentle, melting her with his feather-light kisses.

Then, he carried her, bridal-style, into the bedroom.

Red wine slowly stained the bedsheet with passion. Warmth spread across it like vines. It had been a long time since Henry had experienced such satisfaction. He didn’t even want to stop. He just wanted it to continue like that until they became old.

By the time their desires faded, it was evening.

When Crystal woke up, the room was dim and quiet.

She lay on the side of the pillow,

Even when she was drunk, she could remember how Henry had made love to her and how she had reciprocated his actions.

The two bottles of wine had reignited her passion.

A wave of complicated feelings washed over her.

She could not tell if what had happened earlier was merely her desire.

The door opened right then, allowing some of the light to seep into the room.

Henry came in and sat by the side of the bed. He pinched her cheek and asked gently, “Do you want to get out of bed? Skyler has called a few times, asking for her mother.”

Crystal glanced at him before rising with the blanket.

She still felt a little dizzy.

As Henry’s needs had been satisfied, he was in a good mood. He pressed his forehead against hers and said, “Let’s get out of bed and sleep when we’re home, okay?”

Crystal bent over to pick up the silk blouse.

How am I going to wear this now?

Henry chuckled, then went into the walk-in closet to pick another attire and put it on for her.

Crystal was not someone with a mild temper.

However, at the end of the day, they were a married couple. Others would laugh at them if they had a falling out because of their bed activities. Besides, it had been a pleasurable moment for her earlier too.

She combed her brown hair and warned, “Don’t ever get me drunk again.”

Henry put his chin on her shoulder and hummed in agreement.

It had been a pleasant surprise today.

He would not have been able to bring himself to do such a thing on another day.