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!'

She looked so beautiful that he couldn't help leaning down

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 resist

was hurting and asked him to stop, it

morning sunshine as

got out of bed, tucked her with the

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

cooking so he could cook for Ashley.

felt amazing to cook for a woman you

his pursuit was that

end of making one omelet, he had almost blown up

Ellie woke up. She watched him walking away, her

her of what had happened the night before.

her face

had sex with him!

eyes again, wondering how she had gotten back from L City

remembered was that she was really sad

that drinking could make

of wine, went back home,

drunk that

kneeling down beside her,

want to

had no idea how had she

blurry part of her memory told her it

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

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

she put her feet onto the cold floor and tried to stand up, her legs couldn't support her.

a cry of pain, then sat down on the edge

feeble, devoid

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

Francis stared at the broken

the pieces. It was difficult to tell

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