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!'

looked at her sleeping face. She looked so beautiful that he couldn't help leaning down to

first time she had slept with a man, so he didn't want to weird her out. But her touch was so warm and

him to stop, it took

as she slept soundly, and planted a kiss

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

some breakfast for her, thinking she'd be hungry when she woke up.

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

for

pursuit was that he had no knowledge of

making one omelet, he had almost

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

reminded her of what had happened the

face turned pale!

sex with

eyes again, wondering how she had gotten back from L City

was that she was really sad and had entered

always said that drinking could make one forget their pains and sorrows.

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

gotten so drunk that she was barely

someone coming in and kneeling down beside her, and saying

didn't want to

idea how had she ended

told her it was her who took the initiative.

recall what exactly had happened when

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

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

then sat down on the edge of the bed.

felt feeble, devoid of all

clean and fresh, then remembered Francis had helped

the kitchen, Francis stared at the broken dish

It was difficult

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