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

the first time she had slept with a man, so he didn't want to weird her out.

to stop, it took him a while to let go

face glowing in the morning sunshine as she slept soundly, and

that, he got out of bed, tucked her with the quilt, and headed to

thinking she'd be

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

for a woman you loved.

was that he had no knowledge

one omelet, he had almost blown up the kitchen.

of bed, Ellie woke up. She

legs reminded her of what had

face turned pale!

sex

eyes again, wondering how she

that she was really sad and had entered a

could make one forget their pains

home, sat on the

drunk that she was

down beside

want to talk then.

she ended

memory told her it was her who took the initiative.

in trying to recall what exactly had happened when a

room. But it turned out he was still here and was doing something

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

let out a cry of pain, then sat down on the

devoid

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

kitchen, Francis stared at the broken dish on

difficult to tell

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