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!'

face. She looked so beautiful that

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

stop, it took him a while to

sunshine as she slept soundly, and planted a

got out of bed, tucked her

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

cooking so he could

to cook for a woman you loved.

in his pursuit was that he had no knowledge

of making one omelet, he had

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

legs reminded her of what had happened the

face turned pale!

had sex

how she had gotten back from

she was really sad and had entered a wine store.

said that drinking could make one

back home, sat on the floor and started to drink.

gotten so drunk that she was barely conscious!

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

didn't want to talk

had she ended up in bed

told

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

disappeared when she saw him head out of the room. But it turned out he was still here and was doing

floor and tried to stand up,

then sat down on

felt feeble, devoid of all

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

at the broken dish on

was difficult to

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