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.

everyone thought she liked this kind of

reputation was all damaged by Ernest.

smiled and walked

at her in the eyes and said, “This looks natural, shall we try

Florence’s body froze.

lowered her head and looking at the on-off button on the sofa, the movements now turned wavy, it looked like sea

to visualize the adventure a couple could have if they

to bed

from Ernest’s arms and ran back

was too

claimed it as her preference just to avoid suspicion from her

But her reputation…

her palms and closed the

was too embarrassing.

…

came out from Florence’s yard. He stood at the

obedient Florence would have

for Clarence just to

she have too much initiative

his head; he could never understand the youngsters.

Clarence a few days back but now they were as

the wood during the day and

become

Stanford felt worried.

and then headed over to Collin’s

visited him in the

was not in

“Drink

glance and shouted, “Get lost,

need water, he needed

“What puts you in such a bad mood asking for

he took out two glasses and a bottle of red wine from his

was indeed a

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