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

it slowly,” he said

cold. It was like

stiffened

something like

and wanted to hide, but her man was

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

reached for his belt clumsily.

look. Her forehead was filled with sweats out of nervousness and finally took

dare

go into the

courage to

“Okay.”

a husky voice. He then took huge steps towards the washroom.

every single cell in her body frozen.

need to follow him into the washroom and

her face in her palm and walked in with her