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!'

sleeping face. She looked so beautiful that

so he didn't want to weird her out. But her touch was so warm and so

stop, it took him a

morning sunshine as she slept soundly, and planted a

bed, tucked her

thinking she'd be hungry when

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

cook for a

was that he had

omelet, he had

woke up. She watched him walking away,

legs reminded her

her face

sex with

how she had

she remembered was that she was really sad and had entered

drinking could make one forget their pains and sorrows.

home, sat on the floor and started to drink.

drunk that

and kneeling down beside her, and

want

no idea how had she ended up in bed

memory told

recall what exactly had happened when a loud crash drew

the room. But it turned out he was still here

over-estimated her physical condition. When 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

sat down on the edge of the

feeble, devoid

her body was clean and fresh,

the broken

something burned over the pieces. It was difficult to tell what

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