My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

What was he doing?

Florence’s body suddenly became rigid. Her face blushed like it was a cooked prawn.

“Don’t…”

She reached out her hands to push him but her palm coincidentally touched his chest.

Vigorous heartbeats could be felt through her palm.

Both of them were stunned.

The suppressed flare in Ernest Hawkins’s eyes seemed to have exploded at the moment.

Florence was extremely shy and she hurriedly moved her hand back. Yet, her wrist was suddenly grabbed by a big hot hand and she was confined.

In front of her face, Ernest’s handsome face looked extremely dangerous and it slowly moved closer to her.

His breath seemed to be hot.

Florence panicked, “Mr. Hawkins… Er…”

Her speech was cut short by his thin lips.

The domineering and moving kiss came without warning.

Florence’s mind suddenly went blank. She was stunned as she looked at the enlarged handsome face while feeling the hot contact between their lips…

Ernest’s body pressed down on her.

Both of them were only separated by a thin blanket. The heat from his young body almost penetrated the thin blanket and burned her skin. Every body cell of hers seemed trembling.

Ernest’s breath was getting heavier and his suppressed emotion seemed like it couldn’t be controlled anymore.

He had been thinking about her sweet look since that night.

He hugged her waist and his palm went through the thin blanket and found its way deeper.

The hot feeling on her skin by his palm made her rigid body couldn’t help to tremble. She had suddenly come back to her senses.

“Mr., Mr. Hawkins…”

She hurriedly pushed him away with her hands. Her face looked pale and red as she was in a full-blown panic.

Ernest stopped moving and saw her tense little face, he realized she had a frightened and resisting look in her eyes.

Ernest immediately came back to his senses as if a bucket of cold water was poured on his head.

In the next second, he released Florence and rolled his body away from her.

Florence hurriedly got up from the ground after getting free. She covered herself tightly in blankets with her hands, moved away, and curled up at the corner of the tent.

She had lost her presence of mind and she looked at Ernest with anxiety. Her face was hot as if it was burning.

a little stiff. He pressed his lips, got up, and walked out of

relieved after Ernest left. Florence’s rigid body suddenly lost its strength and she leaned

still hot. Her mind kept recalling the scene that had happened

Ernest’s kiss, Ernest’s breath…

actually

night had fallen and

and night on a

tightly with the thin blankets.

with a cotton quilt to stay on the

felt cold and she could not help to think if

now, he had never entered the tent again. Where

little embarrassed and angry, she still slightly

had been extinguished a long time ago. Things that

she did not

Where did he go?

anxious. Could it be that he just left her alone as he did not get

immediately got out of the tent with

where are

with anxiety. Yet, she did not see anyone

looked

was a little afraid, “Mr. Hawkins, where are you?

you looking

and hoarse voice

from the forest that was not far

seeing him as if she was like a

low voice, “I shouted because I did not see

say anything. He walked towards the extinguished campfire, put the dry

to make a campfire. Yet, she was having

stay overnight so the things prepared were not

poured a cup of hot water from a thermos cup

Hawkins, drink some

at her meaningfully and reached out his hands to take

got closer, Florence could clearly see his naked upper body, his well-built body

the previous contact, her heart beat vigorously again

I am

immediately ran away with a

looked at the tent which was closed. Feeling the warmth of the cup, his lips slightly twisted

flare could be

surrounding slightly increased. Florence felt a little warmer in the

himself

as she stayed closer to

having

she was awake

“Achoo!”

dizzy. Obviously, it

the tent. However, the temperature of the beach was too low.

“Zip…”

of the zipper was heard, Ernest opened