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.

head and looked at Florence’s embarrassed face. He held her hands and put

it slowly,” he said lightly.

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

stiffened

something

shy and wanted to hide, but her

mentally between rationality and embarrassment, and her

she reached for

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

she didn’t dare to

why don’t you go into

enough courage

“Okay.”

He then took huge

like every single cell in her

she really need to follow him into the

buried her face in her palm and walked