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!'

beautiful that he couldn't

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

him to stop, it took him a while

gazed at her face glowing in the morning sunshine as she slept soundly,

her with the quilt, and headed to the kitchen.

thinking she'd be hungry when she woke up.

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

amazing to cook for a woman you loved.

he had forgotten in his pursuit was that he had no

making one omelet, he had almost blown up

Ellie woke up. She watched him walking away, her expression unreadable.

her of what had happened the night

her face turned

sex with him!

how she

that she was really sad and had entered a wine

that drinking could make one forget their pains and sorrows.

went back home,

that she

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

she didn't want

she ended

her memory told her it was her who took the

recall what exactly had happened when a loud crash drew her back

thought Francis had disappeared when she saw him head out of the room. But it turned out he was still

she put her feet onto the cold floor and

then sat down on the edge of

felt feeble, devoid of all

sensed that her body was clean and fresh, then

Francis stared at the broken dish on the floor.

was difficult to tell what it was.

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