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 kiss her.

to weird her out. But her touch was

it

as

her with the quilt, and headed

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

when he was trying to learn cooking so

to cook for a

he had forgotten in his pursuit was that he had no knowledge of cooking.

of making one omelet, he had

woke up. She watched him

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

her face turned pale!

had sex with him!

closed her eyes again, wondering how she had gotten back

remembered was that she was really sad and had

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

home, sat on the floor and started to drink.

so drunk that she

down beside her, and saying something to

didn't want to talk

no idea how had she

told her

to recall what exactly had happened when a loud crash

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

but she over-estimated her physical condition. When she put her feet onto the cold floor and tried to stand up, her legs

sat down

feeble, devoid of all

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

Francis stared at the broken dish

difficult to

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