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!'

so beautiful that he couldn't help leaning

want to weird her out. But her touch was

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

at her face glowing in the morning sunshine as she slept soundly, and planted a

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

wanted to make some breakfast for her, thinking

remembered laughing at Andrew when he was trying to learn cooking so he

felt amazing to cook for a woman you

he had forgotten in his pursuit was that he

end of making one omelet, he had

of bed, Ellie woke up. She

reminded her of what had happened the night before.

her face

had sex with

her eyes again, wondering how she

she remembered was that she was really sad and had

always said that drinking could make one forget

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

drunk that she was barely conscious!

coming in and kneeling down

she didn't want to talk

no idea how had she ended up in bed with

told her it was her who took

happened when a loud crash drew her

when she saw him head out of the room. But it

out of bed but she over-estimated her physical condition. When she put her feet onto the cold floor and tried

cry of pain, then sat

feeble, devoid of all

and fresh, then remembered Francis had helped her take a bath.

stared at the broken dish on the

burned over the pieces. It was difficult to tell what it was. Perhaps, a

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