Mr. Jones Be Gentle (Grace) novel Chapter 1604

Ernest had to admit that Leah had a very rare sense of rationality. She always dealt with problems very maturely, and never acted on impulse.

He kept his card and didn't push her any further. He knew that the right thing to do was for him to respect Leah's way of dealing with things.

Now it was time to apply medicine on her.

Ernest looked at Leah and hesitated for a moment. Frankly, he was feeling quite embarrassed, but he still mustered up the courage to say, "I went out to buy some ointment. I'll help you put it on your wound later. I'll go wash up then come back and help you, okay? You get ready."

Leah was stunned and asked in reply, "What ointment? Where are you supposed to apply it?"

Why did she have a strange feeling that he was talking about... that part of her?

Ernest turned his head to look at her, his eyes twinkling like stars. "The part where you're hurt."

"Oh." Leah was extremely surprised. "Is there such an ointment? Are you sure that's what it's for?"

Ernest felt awkward, but he still explained, "It's for anti-inflammation and pain relief. It'll be good for you. Of course, it has other uses. But I know that it's effective in treating surface wounds, so I'm sure it'll work for you too."

Leah was stunned, and her face blushed bright red. "I'll apply it myself. Just pass it to me."

Leah lowered her head at the thought of him helping her with the ointment. She couldn't bring herself to look him in the eyes. Her face was starting to feel hotter and hotter.

Ernest looked down at her and smiled. "You'll hurt yourself if you do it. Normally, it would be fine. But right now, you're aching all over aren't you? Just let me do it for you!"

He didn't give Leah the chance to refuse. He took the ointment and went to wash the bottle and his hands. When he came back, he noticed that Leah's face was as red as a tomato. She didn't even dare to look at him.

Although they had already slept together, it was still a little humiliating to have him rub ointment on her wound in broad daylight.

Seeing him return, Leah held up the quilt and covered her face.

She was just trying to avoid it completely.

Ernest quickly said to her, "Okay, enough, there's no need to be shy. Hurry up and get ready. I'll dab it on for you. Do you need my help removing the obstacles?"

He was referring to her clothes.

"No need, no need, I can do it myself." Leah hurriedly shook her head, preparing to remove the clothes herself. But as soon as she tried to move, she felt the pain again. She couldn't help but gasp deeply.

Ernest's eyes narrowed and he quickly stopped her. "Be good, and just let me do it."

Without a word, he helped Leah remove her clothes. His movements were domineering yet gentle.

Leah was so terrified that she was frozen stiff like a corpse. She didn't move a single muscle.

Ernest looked up at Leah again. By now, she had lowered down the quilt. She was lying on the bed, holding the quilt with her little hands. She was still too shy to look at Ernest. Her face was bright pink, and she looked so adorable and beautiful at the same time.

When he saw this, Ernest could feel his heart fluttering.

Ernest lowered his head and looked at her wound. His eyes deepened as he blamed himself. Although he was very careful, he still managed to

injure Leah.

"Does it hurt a lot, Leah?"

"It's okay." Leah didn't look at him. She didn't want to admit to being weak, she couldn't allow herself to stoop to that level.

Her bashful expression made Ernest suddenly have a reaction.

Ernest was stunned and secretly scolded himself. He hated himself for having such a reaction at a time like this.

Gazing at Leah's injuries, he recalled Leah's smell and grew even more tense.

He took a deep breath, dabbed some ointment gently on his fingers, and slowly applied it onto Leah.

But the more he rubbed on her, the more intense his reaction was growing. On the other hand, Leah was feeling very uncomfortable under his touch.

On several occasions, she secretly peeked at him and found that his eyes were too focused. He was entirely fixated on her body, not breaking his gaze at all.

He just stared at her with that soft and focused gaze.

This made Leah feel very shy. She really couldn't bear to look at him at all.

After a long time, Leah had to break the awkward tension. 'Are you done yet? Why does it feel like it's been going on forever?"

He lowered his head and looked at Leah. His eyes were burning with fire, but he was still able to suppress himself. The veins on his forehead were protruding and his sweat was slowly seeping out. It was hard to imagine how much he was trying to keep in control.

Leah looked at him and said, "I feel much better after you applied the ointment. It doesn't hurt as much. Why don't you try again?"

How could Ernest withstand such a brazen temptation?

He growled at her, "Leah, this will hurt you."

"It doesn't matter. We have the ointment, don't we? I will apply more when the time comes. I can't bear the thought of us having to be apart. I don't want to be separated from you, so I really don't want the next two days to be spent in vain. Even if it hurts a little or a lot, I don't want to hold back. I want you, Ernest. Stop restraining yourself."

Leah expressed the primitive desire burning in her heart in a straightforward manner. Her transparency and bravery made Ernest somewhat

emotional.

He lowered his head and kissed Leah. He was slowly starting to give in.

But, she was in so much pain. How could he bear to make things worse?

While he was busy struggling with himself, Leah couldn't stand it anymore. She reached out to tug roughly at Ernest's clothes.

Ernest inhaled sharply. He noticed her movements were strong. At that moment, he was scared of hurting her so he didn't dare to stop her. All he could do was look at her with a complicated gaze.

"Leah, no, don't do this. I can't hurt you like this."

"It's more hurtful if you don't do it. This is a kind of love. I want to go all the way." Leah looked at him firmly as she said this. Her eyes were slightly red but still firm.

Leah was really stubborn. Ernest looked at her helplessly, kissed her, and said, "Okay, let's try again. If you don't feel comfortable, just stop me immediately, okay?"

"It would be better if you just got on with it without saying so much. Sometimes, you're too much of a gentleman, you know? And when you're like that, it makes me feel bad cause then I come off like a hooligan."

Leah and Ernest burst out into a fit of laughter.

Then, he pulled Leah into his arms and whispered comfortingly into her ear.

The two of them whispered sweet nothings to each other and they didn't stop there. In the end, they went all the way.