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 so beautiful that he couldn't help

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

it took him a while to

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

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

some breakfast for her, thinking she'd

to learn cooking so he could cook for Ashley. He now understood why he did

cook for a woman you

his pursuit was that he had no

omelet, he had almost blown

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

felt between her legs reminded her of

her face turned

had sex with

she had gotten back

really sad and

could make one forget

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

that

remembered someone coming in and kneeling down beside her, and saying something to

she didn't want to talk

had no idea how had she ended up in bed with him!

faint and blurry part of her memory told her it was her

was lost in trying to recall what exactly had happened when a loud

the room. But it turned

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

let out a cry of pain, then sat down on the edge

felt feeble, devoid of

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

stared at the broken

the pieces. It was difficult to tell what it

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