"I don't like it at all, she's the one who likes you bullying her......." Avery Jane glanced at Donna; her eyes were practically glued to Joshua Hughes, not leaving him for even a second. What a frightening woman—she dared be like this right in front of her; who knew what she'd be like when Avery wasn't around.
"Doesn't matter who likes it." The bikini strap showed on Crystal White's shoulder, a faint fluorescent green that made her skin look even more enticing. Her shoulders were slender yet rounded, the lines graceful and alluring, not twisted out of shape from being too skinny like some women nowadays, nor carrying that heavy, bulky feel some women's shoulders had. Her sexy collarbones seemed as if they could hold a pool of clear water; the waist beneath his hand was slim and soft, full of elasticity. A faint, subtle fragrance rose from her body, tugging at his heart.
