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.

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

left. Florence’s rigid body suddenly lost

Her mind kept recalling the scene

Ernest’s kiss, Ernest’s breath…

Ernest actually almost had

fallen and the temperature had

big temperature difference between day and night on

the thin blankets. Yet, she

have covered herself with a cotton quilt to

not help to think if Ernest was feeling

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

although Florence was a little embarrassed and angry, she still slightly opened the curtain

looked outside. The campfire had been extinguished a long time ago. Things that were placed outside

she did not see

Where did he go?

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

with the

where

around with anxiety. Yet, she did not see anyone on this empty

surroundings looked quiet and

afraid, “Mr. Hawkins, where are you? Mr.

you looking

voice was

that was not far away

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

voice, “I shouted because I did not see

his lips and did not say anything. He walked towards the extinguished

make a campfire. Yet, she was having such random

to stay overnight so the things prepared were not enough. Yet, Ernest

hot water from a thermos cup and passed it

drink

her meaningfully and reached out

see his naked upper body, his

about the previous contact, her heart beat vigorously

am going

away with a blushed

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

could be

some distance, the temperature of the surrounding slightly increased. Florence

himself

as she stayed closer to the

while having random thoughts and

awake because of the

“Achoo!”

sneezed and her head felt dizzy. Obviously, it was

still a flare outside the tent. However, the temperature of the beach was too low. She would get

“Zip…”

zipper was heard, Ernest opened the curtain of the