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!'

face. She looked so beautiful

first time she had slept 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

asked him to stop, it took him a while to let go of

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

bed, tucked her with the quilt, and headed

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

trying to learn cooking so he could cook

amazing to cook for a woman you

in his pursuit was that he had no knowledge

making one omelet, he had almost blown up the

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

her of what had happened the night before.

face turned

sex

how she had

that she was really sad and had entered a wine

drinking could make one forget their pains

bottles of wine, went back home, sat on the floor and started to

that

in and kneeling down beside

didn't want to talk then.

she ended up in

told her it

happened when a loud crash drew her

when she saw him head out of the room. But it turned out he was still here and was doing something weird

cold floor and tried to stand up, her legs couldn't support her. She buckled and almost fell down. The

then sat down on the edge of the

feeble, devoid of all

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

the kitchen, Francis stared at the broken dish on

It was difficult to tell what it

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