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.

face. He held her hands and put

he said lightly.

cold. It was like a song of fire and ice, Florence felt her pulse was

body stiffened too.

had never done something like this

was shy and wanted to hide, but her

mentally between rationality and embarrassment, and her love conquered all.

she reached for

almost shut, she was afraid to look. Her forehead was filled with sweats

dare

why don’t you go into

enough courage

“Okay.”

then took huge steps towards the washroom.

felt like every single cell in her

really need to follow him into the washroom and showered

palm and walked in with her racing heart.