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!'

so beautiful that he couldn't help

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

Ellie was hurting and asked him to stop, it took him a while to

at her face glowing in the morning sunshine as she slept

out of bed, tucked her with the quilt, and

to make some breakfast for her, thinking she'd be hungry

was trying to learn cooking so he could cook for Ashley. He

to cook for

was that he had no

of making one omelet, he had almost blown

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

felt between her legs reminded her of what had happened the night

face turned

sex

wondering how she had gotten back from

was that she was really sad and had entered a

that drinking could make one forget their pains and

back home, sat

that she was barely conscious!

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

didn't want to talk then.

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

told her it was her who

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

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

onto the cold floor and tried to stand up, her legs couldn't support her. She buckled and almost fell down.

cry of pain, then sat down on the edge of

devoid

body was clean and fresh, then remembered Francis had helped her take

kitchen, Francis stared at the broken dish

over the pieces. It was difficult to tell

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