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

he didn't want to weird

asked him to stop, it took him a while

glowing in the morning sunshine as she slept soundly, and planted a kiss on her forehead.

her

for her, thinking she'd be hungry when she

laughing at Andrew when he was trying to learn cooking so he could cook for Ashley. He now understood why he did

felt amazing to cook for a woman

forgotten in his pursuit was that he had no

one omelet, he

Ellie woke up. She watched him walking

felt between her legs reminded her of what

face turned pale!

sex with him!

her eyes again, wondering how she

that she was really

that drinking could make one forget their

wine, went back home,

drunk that she was

coming in and kneeling down beside her, and

didn't want to talk then.

idea how had she ended up in bed with him!

her memory told her

recall what exactly had happened when a loud crash

room. But it turned out he was still here and was doing something weird in the

physical condition. When she put her feet onto the cold floor and tried to stand up, her legs couldn't support her. She buckled

cry of pain, then sat down on the edge of the bed.

feeble, devoid

she sensed that her body was clean and fresh, then remembered Francis had helped her take a bath.

the kitchen, Francis stared at the broken

was difficult to

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