Although if he had his choice, talking would be the last thing they would be doing. His purpose for coming down here to Mardi Gras had been to simply get away from it all. Life for him was a bit too hectic right now. For one, he really needed to get away from his ex-girlfriend who didn’t understand the words, “it’s over” and two, the merger activities going on at his firm, Latham & Reed, were driving him up the wall. With all that was going on, his friends and family might question his sanity for choosing New Orleans during Mardi Gras as a place to relax and recuperate, but he could think of no other place he would want to be at this very moment. “It’s nice to meet you as well Crystal. So, why are you sitting on your balcony when you could be down there in the thick of things and enjoying the festivities?” She turned sideways to face him as he talked and he got a better glimpse of her body. Just that simple action caused his cock to immediately react and twitch, as if trying to reach out to her. Not only was she beautiful, but she had the body of a real woman. She was definitely someone that a man like him could enjoy, over and over again. Grant knew that he was someone who enjoyed the feel of a woman’s soft body. By the look of her, Crystal was a woman who understood that a man loved curves and soft skin. Her neck was long and sleek and her shoulders rounded but strong. As he continued to peruse her body, his eyes trailed over her lush, rounded breasts and her tapered waist that led down to hips that flared out perfectly. Her legs were long—long enough to wrap around his waist—and he could only imagine how strong they were and how it would feel as they tightened around him, pulling him closer. Oh yes, she had a perfect hourglass shape and he was helpless to fight against his instant attraction to her.
