My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 494: Love Was Like a War

Not too hard, not too soft either, it was quite comfortable.

Florence’s lips lifted. Ernest was quite good at choosing a sofa, this would be comfortable enough for him to sleep on.

It was good. Florence then ready to sit up but felt a small pushed at her back.

This sofa had a massage function?

Florence was amazed, she laid down again.

And she felt several small punches on her waist again.

Her waist.

She felt nice.

After a few punches, it turned into the shape of a palm and it fell right on Florence’s waist.

And the sofa massaged her waist softly but it felt more like touches from a lover than massage.

The touches were not fixed in one location, it then moved down to her bottom and squeezed.

Florence felt provoked and embarrassed out of a sudden.

This was not massaged this was…

She looked up and saw Ernest looking at her with a half smiley face.

It was obvious that he knew about this sofa and was watching her reactions.

Florence was embarrassed to death now.

She jumped out of the sofa immediately and shouted angrily, “You…Why did you buy such a sofa?”

She didn’t even know that such a sofa existed, this wasn’t for people to sit, it was an adult tool.

Florence had finally realized why did Stanford looking at her so strangely knowing that she liked this sofa and the reaction from Tammy too.

she liked this kind of sofa.

name, her reputation was all damaged

smiled and walked

hands on her shoulders, looking at her in the eyes and said, “This looks natural, shall we try it tonight?”

Florence’s body froze.

and looking at the on-off button on the sofa, the movements now turned

to visualize the adventure a couple

go to bed now, good

herself from Ernest’s arms and ran back to

too embarrassing.

as her preference just to avoid suspicion from her brother, no one would

But her reputation…

her palms and closed the door behind

was too embarrassing.

…

out from Florence’s yard. He stood at the

thought that the gentle and obedient Florence would

for Clarence just

have too much

could never

a few days back but now they were as intimate as a

in the wood during the day and bought such a sofa at night…

he become uncle

Stanford felt worried.

frowned, hesitated and then headed over to Collin’s

why Stanford visited him in the middle of

looked like he was not in good mood.

him a glass of water, “Drink some

threw him a glance and shouted, “Get lost, bring me

water, he

you in such a bad mood

glasses and a bottle of red wine from his back

was indeed

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