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.

big body looked a little stiff. He pressed his lips, got up, and walked out

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

Her mind kept

Ernest’s kiss, Ernest’s breath…

and Ernest actually

and the

day and night on a small island. The coldness could be felt clearly at

and covered herself tightly with the thin blankets. Yet, she could

a cotton quilt to stay on the beach under this

could not help to think

went out just now, he had never entered the tent again. Where was he staying

and angry, she still slightly opened the curtain of

time ago. Things that were placed outside

did not see

Where did he go?

suddenly felt anxious. Could it be that he just left her alone

of the tent with the

where are

she did not see anyone on

surroundings looked quiet

was a little afraid, “Mr. Hawkins, where

you looking

hoarse voice was heard somewhere

the forest that was not far away while holding

as if she was like a lost person who had finally found her way

low voice, “I shouted because I

say anything. He walked towards the extinguished campfire, put the dry branches on it, and prepared to light the

branches to make a campfire. Yet,

so the things prepared were not enough. Yet, Ernest still stayed outside and

a little embarrassed. She poured a cup of hot water

Hawkins, drink some

meaningfully and reached out his

got closer, Florence could clearly see his naked upper body,

beat vigorously again and she

am going

immediately ran away with a blushed

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

while, a flare could

of the surrounding slightly increased. Florence

himself

as she stayed closer

having

awake because

“Achoo!”

head felt dizzy. Obviously, it was

the temperature of the beach was too low. She would get a cold if she fell

“Zip…”

heard, Ernest