BLAKE’S POV
The softness of her lips. The way she moaned as I kissed her and caressed her breasts. How she pulled at my hair gently but with passion. Her overall femininity made me fall for her even more.
It had been almost a week since Crystal and I started hooking up and I was loving every minute of it. She was smart, funny and ridiculously gorgeous and she had this ethereal glow around her that made her look so angelic, you couldn’t even begin to comprehend where she came from. And to think that earlier this year, she was just Anthony’s little sister that used to peep at me from underneath her table napkins when we were having dinner together and always spied on me through her bedroom window to know if I was at home or guess where I was headed.
“Blake…” she said, in between kisses. W
