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

name, her reputation was all

and walked towards her.

shoulders, looking at her in the eyes

Florence’s body froze.

button on the sofa, the movements now

visualize the adventure a couple

go to bed

herself from Ernest’s arms and ran back to her room.

was too embarrassing.

and claimed it as her preference just to avoid suspicion from her brother, no

But her reputation…

face in her palms and closed the door behind

too embarrassing.

…

out from Florence’s yard. He stood at the

thought that the gentle and obedient Florence would have such a hobby.

bought the sofa for Clarence just

have too much initiative

could never understand the youngsters.

few days back but now they were as intimate as

the wood during the day and bought

become

Stanford felt worried.

then headed over to

wondered why Stanford visited him in the middle of

was not in good mood.

water, “Drink some cold

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

water, he needed

such a bad

out two glasses and a bottle of red wine from his

was indeed a tease.

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