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 leaning

was the first time she had slept 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

and asked him to stop, it took him a while to let go of

as she slept soundly, and planted a kiss on her

tucked her with the

for her, thinking she'd be hungry

remembered laughing at Andrew when he was trying to learn cooking so he could cook for Ashley. He

cook for a woman you loved.

in his pursuit was

the end of making one omelet, he had almost

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

felt between her legs reminded her of what had

face turned pale!

sex with

she had gotten back

that she was really sad and had

said that drinking could make one forget their

of wine, went back home,

that she was barely

kneeling down beside

didn't want to talk

had no idea how had she ended up

and blurry part of her memory told her it was her who took the initiative.

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

But it turned

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

of pain, then sat down on the

devoid of

and fresh, then remembered Francis

stared at the broken dish on the floor.

the pieces. It was difficult to tell

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