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 to kiss

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

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

the morning sunshine as she slept

that, he got out of bed, tucked her

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

cooking so he could cook for Ashley.

to cook for a woman you

pursuit was that he had no knowledge of cooking.

the end of making one omelet, he had almost

Ellie woke up. She watched him

reminded her of what had happened

her face

sex with him!

she had gotten back from L City yesterday.

she remembered was that she was really

that drinking could make one forget their pains

dozen bottles of wine, went back home, sat on

drunk that she was

kneeling down

didn't want

had she ended up

of her memory told her it was her who took the initiative.

recall what exactly had happened when a loud crash

it turned out he was still here and was doing something weird in the house!

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

cry of pain, then sat down on

feeble, devoid of all strength.

was clean and fresh, then remembered Francis had helped

stared at the broken

pieces. It was difficult to tell what it was. Perhaps, a

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