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!'

She looked so beautiful that he couldn't help leaning down to

with a man, so he didn't want to weird her out. But her touch was so warm and so sweet that he couldn't resist

and asked him to stop, it took him

as

he got out of bed, tucked her with

wanted to make some breakfast for her, thinking she'd be hungry

cooking so he

for

had forgotten in his pursuit was that he had

omelet, he had almost blown

out of bed, Ellie woke up. She

between her legs reminded her of what had

face

had sex with

closed her eyes again, wondering how she had gotten back from

really sad and had entered a wine store.

that drinking could make one forget their

home, sat

gotten so drunk that she was

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

want to

had she ended up in

her memory told her it was

happened when a loud

him head out of the room. But it turned out he was still here

she put her feet onto the cold floor and tried to stand up, her legs couldn't support her. She buckled and almost fell down. The pain was unbearable.

of pain, then sat down on the edge of

feeble, devoid

body was clean and fresh, then remembered Francis

stared at the

was difficult to tell what it was. Perhaps, a

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