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 he couldn't help leaning down

had slept with a man, so he didn't want to weird her out. But her touch was so

it took

at her face glowing in the morning sunshine as she slept soundly, and planted a kiss on her forehead.

got out of bed, tucked her

her, thinking she'd be hungry

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

to cook for a woman you loved.

had forgotten in his pursuit was

of making one omelet, he

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

legs reminded her of

face turned pale!

sex with

again, wondering how she had gotten back from L City

that she was really sad and had

make one forget their pains

home,

so drunk that she

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

didn't want to talk then.

no idea how had she ended

of her memory told

exactly had happened when a loud crash

disappeared when she saw him head out of the room. But it turned out

but she over-estimated her physical condition. When she put her feet onto the cold floor and tried to stand up, her legs

pain, then sat

felt feeble, devoid

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

at the broken dish on the

the pieces. It was difficult to tell what

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