My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Florence was afraid to look further down; it would be embarrassing if her nose bled.

She turned her head aside, afraid to look directly at his body and started to unbutton his shirt without looking.

Since she wasn’t looking, her fingers touched Ernest’s skin from time to time.

Ernest’s sights darkened. He looked straight at her with his desire ignited.

Florence didn’t notice Ernest’s expression; she felt the temperature around her risen and felt like her cheeks were as hot as burning flames.

It took her quite a while to finally undressed Ernest's upper body.

She avoided Ernest’s chest and looked right at his belt.

She froze. Continued or stopped?

This…

She regretted her words. It was too intimate to serve Ernest this way, too embarrassing, she could die.

Florence’s embarrassed face. He held her hands and

he said

the belt was icy cold. It was like a song of fire and ice, Florence

body stiffened too.

done something

wanted to hide, but her man

mentally between rationality and embarrassment, and her love conquered

she reached

look. Her forehead was filled with sweats out

she didn’t dare

don’t you go into the

didn’t have enough courage to undress the

“Okay.”

He then took huge steps towards the washroom.

like every single cell in

to follow him into

face in her palm and walked