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 put

it slowly,” he said

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

stiffened too.

never done something

and wanted to hide, but her man was injured and needed

mentally between rationality and embarrassment, and her

trembling fingers, she reached for his belt

was filled with sweats out of

didn’t dare

don’t you go into

have enough courage to undress

“Okay.”

then took

felt like every single cell in her body

to follow him into the

palm and walked in with her racing heart.