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

so he didn't want to weird her out.

and asked him to stop, it took him a while to let

sunshine as

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

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

when he was trying to learn cooking so he could cook for Ashley.

amazing to cook for a woman you loved.

his pursuit was that he had no

end of making one omelet, he had almost blown up the kitchen.

of bed, Ellie woke up. She

pain she felt between her legs reminded her of what had happened the

her face turned

sex with him!

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

was that she was really sad and had entered a wine store.

make one forget

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

gotten so drunk that she

kneeling down beside her,

didn't want to talk

no idea how had she

told her it was

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

out of the room. But it turned out he was

condition. When she put her feet onto the cold floor and tried to stand up, her legs couldn't support her. She buckled and almost fell down. The

let out a cry of pain, then sat

felt feeble, devoid of

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

kitchen, Francis stared at the broken dish on

difficult

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