My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 51: Don’t Move, Men Couldn’t Resist the Seduction

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Florence’s body suddenly became rigid. Her face blushed like it was a cooked prawn.

“Don’t…”

She reached out her hands to push him but her palm coincidentally touched his chest.

Vigorous heartbeats could be felt through her palm.

Both of them were stunned.

The suppressed flare in Ernest Hawkins’s eyes seemed to have exploded at the moment.

Florence was extremely shy and she hurriedly moved her hand back. Yet, her wrist was suddenly grabbed by a big hot hand and she was confined.

In front of her face, Ernest’s handsome face looked extremely dangerous and it slowly moved closer to her.

His breath seemed to be hot.

Florence panicked, “Mr. Hawkins… Er…”

Her speech was cut short by his thin lips.

The domineering and moving kiss came without warning.

Florence’s mind suddenly went blank. She was stunned as she looked at the enlarged handsome face while feeling the hot contact between their lips…

Ernest’s body pressed down on her.

Both of them were only separated by a thin blanket. The heat from his young body almost penetrated the thin blanket and burned her skin. Every body cell of hers seemed trembling.

Ernest’s breath was getting heavier and his suppressed emotion seemed like it couldn’t be controlled anymore.

He had been thinking about her sweet look since that night.

He hugged her waist and his palm went through the thin blanket and found its way deeper.

The hot feeling on her skin by his palm made her rigid body couldn’t help to tremble. She had suddenly come back to her senses.

“Mr., Mr. Hawkins…”

She hurriedly pushed him away with her hands. Her face looked pale and red as she was in a full- blown panic.

Ernest stopped moving and saw her tense little face, he realized she had a frightened and resisting look in her eyes.

Ernest immediately came back to his senses as if a bucket of cold water was poured on his head.

In the next second, he released Florence and rolled his body away from her.

Florence hurriedly got up from the ground after getting free. She covered herself tightly in blankets with her hands, moved away, and curled up at the corner of the tent.

She had lost her presence of mind and she looked at Ernest with anxiety. Her face was hot as if it was burning.

Ernest’s tall and big body looked a little stiff. He pressed his lips, got up, and walked out of the tent.

The tense ambiance in the little tent seemed to have relieved after Ernest left. Florence’s rigid body suddenly lost its strength and she leaned softly on the pillow.

Her face was still hot. Her mind kept recalling the scene that had happened just now.

Ernest’s kiss, Ernest’s breath…

She and Ernest actually almost had sex!

The night had fallen and the temperature had dropped.

There was a big temperature difference between day and night on a small island. The coldness could be felt clearly at night.

Florence stayed in the tent and covered herself tightly with the thin blankets. Yet, she could still feel the unavoidable coldness.

She should have covered herself with a cotton quilt to stay on the beach under this temperature.

Florence trembled as she felt cold and she could not help to think if Ernest was feeling colder outside.

Since he went out just now, he had never entered the tent again. Where was he staying outside? Or was he still outside?

Thinking about those possibilities, although Florence was a little embarrassed and angry, she still slightly opened the curtain of the tent quietly.

She carefully looked outside. The campfire had been extinguished a long time ago. Things that were placed outside were not moved at all.

However, she did not see Ernest.

Where did he go?

Florence suddenly felt anxious. Could it be that he just left her alone as he did not get what he wanted just now?

Florence immediately got out of the tent with the thin blanket and shouted loudly, “Mr. Hawkins…”

“Mr. Hawkins, where are you?”

She looked around with anxiety. Yet, she did not see anyone on this empty beach.

The surroundings looked quiet and dark.

Florence was a little afraid, “Mr. Hawkins, where are you? Mr. Hawkins…”

“Are you looking for me?”

Ernest’s deep and hoarse voice was heard somewhere near.

He walked out from the forest that was not far away while holding some dry branches in his hands.

Florence felt relieved after seeing him as if she was like a lost person who had finally found her way out.

She said with a low voice, “I shouted because I did not see you.”

Ernest pressed his lips and did not say anything. He walked towards the extinguished campfire, put the dry branches on it, and prepared to light the fire.

He had gone to find some branches to make a campfire. Yet, she was having such random thoughts.

They had not prepared to stay overnight so the things prepared were not enough. Yet, Ernest still stayed outside and he must be feeling colder.

Florence was a little embarrassed. She poured a cup of hot water from a thermos cup and passed it to Ernest.

“Mr. Hawkins, drink some water.”

Ernest looked at her meaningfully and reached out his hands to take the cup.

When he got closer, Florence could clearly see his naked upper body, his well-built body shape, and ripped muscles…

Recalling about the previous contact, her heart beat vigorously again and she hurriedly looked away from him.

“I, I am going in.”

She immediately ran away with a blushed face.

Ernest looked at the tent which was closed. Feeling the warmth of the cup, his lips slightly twisted into a curve.

In a while, a flare could be seen outside the tent.

Although there was some distance, the temperature of the surrounding slightly increased. Florence felt a little warmer in the tent.

Was Ernest warming himself by the fire?

She felt warmer as she stayed closer to the fire.

Florence laid on the ground while having random thoughts and then she fell asleep.

Then, she was awake because of the cold.

“Achoo!”

She sneezed and her head felt dizzy. Obviously, it was the symptom of getting a cold.

There was still a flare outside the tent. However, the temperature of the beach was too low. She would get a cold if she fell asleep as her body was weak.

“Zip…”

As the sound of the zipper was heard, Ernest opened the curtain of the tent.

He bent his body while standing at the entrance. He looked at her and his voice a little deep.

“Are you cold?”

“I am okay… Achoo!”

Florence could not help to sneeze again.

Ernest slightly frowned. Then, he walked inside. His tall and big body immediately made the small tent looked a little crowded.

Florence was stunned as she looked at him.

What did he want to do?

His answer was his practical moves.

Ernest sat beside Florence, reached out his hands, and hugged her.

Ernest’s body temperature was as hot as fire and it could be clearly felt even though she was covered with a thin blanket.

Florence was suddenly stunned and her face couldn’t help to blush.

She had lost her presence of mind, “Mr. Hawkins, you, you…”

“Stop moving.”

Ernest warned with a deep voice.

Florence suddenly did not dare to move.

However, they were in such close proximity and she was completely confused and extremely nervous.

That vague feeling was too dangerous.

“Mr. Hawkins, you. Cough, could you let go of me?”

Ernest slightly pulled the thin blanket and tightly covered her body below her neck.

He hugged her like a fluffy doll. His moves were domineering and suppression could be seen in his eyes.

“Just sleep at ease.”

After a while, he said again with a deep voice, “I won’t do anything to you but if you move around... Men couldn’t resist the seduction.”

Especially he was in front of the woman he liked.

Florence’s body became stiff and she kept her hands that wanted to push Ernest away.

The heat from Ernest’s body could always be felt by her. Florence did not feel cold anymore and her body temperature had slowly increased.

She did not dare to move to stay in his hug. Her heart was beating vigorously.

Her body was soft like water and it was really comfortable to hug. Her faint body fragrance lingering around his nose smelled good as if it could enter deep into his heart.

It had again ignited the fire in his heart that was previously extinguished.

It was definitely not a good thing for Ernest to hug her like this.

His breath became heavier and his eyes were full of restraint.

Ernest slightly lowered her head to look at her blushed little face. His lips turned into a curve.