A Love Trap

Chapter 338 Never Mind About It

"Ellie, I'm so happy. You like me, too, don't you?" asked Francis.

Ellie nodded, looking at Francis' smiling face.

She didn't notice it, but her dress had slipped down her shoulder, revealing her beautiful glowing skin. Francis's eyes moved back and forth between her shoulder and her lips.

It took great effort for him to look away. With a husky voice, he said, "Ellie... Ellie..."

He leaned closer and hugged her, sweetly saying her name again and again, as if by doing so his desire would be lessened.

But the warmth coming from her body only made it more difficult. He moved back and stared at her red lips that he had once kissed.

And soon, without realizing who initiated what, they got intertwined in each other's bodies, like one organism in the darkness of the night.

The heat in the room had risen. Ellie's soft whimpers and the sound of her heavy breath filled the air.

The sounds tantalized and flushed Francis.

Outside the window, even the moon hid behind the clouds, as if it was too embarrassed to witness the scene.

Francis looked at Ellie with love. She was so lovely and adorable. The smile on his face never faded and the depth of her eyes was without end.

He'd never felt this comfortable and at peace before. Being with her made him immensely happy.

From time to time, he would look at her and start to giggle, like a teenage boy.

He couldn't believe it was really happening. He went ahead and pinched himself.

Ouch!

'It really hurts!

This isn't a dream!

Last night actually happened!

I'm really with Ellie!'

at her sleeping face. She looked so beautiful that

to weird her out. But

Ellie was hurting and asked him to stop, it took him a while to let go of her.

gazed at her face glowing in the morning sunshine as she slept soundly,

he got out of bed, tucked her with the quilt, and

make some breakfast for her, thinking she'd be

so he could cook for

cook for

forgotten in his pursuit was that he had no knowledge of cooking.

he had almost blown

got out of bed, Ellie woke up. She watched him

legs reminded her

face

had sex

eyes again, wondering how she had gotten

that she was really sad and had entered a wine

always said that drinking could make one forget their pains and sorrows.

wine, went back home, sat on the floor and started

so drunk that she

vaguely remembered someone coming in and kneeling down beside her, and

she didn't want

had she ended up in bed with

her memory told her it was

to recall what exactly had happened when a loud

Francis had disappeared when she saw him head out of the room. But it turned out

her physical condition. When she put her feet onto the cold floor and tried to stand up, her

pain, then sat

feeble, devoid of all

clean and fresh, then remembered Francis had helped her take a

kitchen, Francis stared at the broken dish on the floor.

pieces. It was difficult to

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