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 that he couldn't help

the 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

stop, it took him a while

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

got out of bed, tucked her with the quilt, and headed to the

make some breakfast for her, thinking she'd be

so he could

amazing to cook for a woman

pursuit was

of making one omelet, he had almost blown up

of bed, Ellie woke up. She watched him walking away, her expression unreadable.

between her legs reminded her of

face

had sex with

how she had gotten back

was really sad

make one forget their pains and

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

that she was barely conscious!

someone coming in and kneeling down beside her,

didn't want to

idea how had she ended up in

faint and blurry part of her memory told her it was

exactly had happened when a loud

room. But it turned out he was still here and was doing

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

sat down

devoid of all

was clean and fresh, then

the broken

It was difficult to tell what

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