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

with a man, so he didn't want to weird her out. But her touch was so warm

asked him to stop, it took him a while to

the morning sunshine as she slept soundly,

got out of bed, tucked her

her, thinking she'd be hungry

so he could cook for Ashley. He now

felt amazing to cook for a woman

he had forgotten in his pursuit was

he had almost blown

woke up. She watched him walking away, her

her legs reminded her of

her face

had sex

again, wondering how she had gotten back

really sad and had entered a

make one forget their

home, sat on the floor and

drunk that she

kneeling down beside her,

didn't want to

had no idea how had she ended

memory told her it was her

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

him head out of the room. But it turned out

get out of bed but she 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

then sat down on the edge of

devoid of

and fresh, then

at the

was something burned over the pieces. It was difficult

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