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!'

her sleeping face. She looked so beautiful that he couldn't help leaning down to kiss her.

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 took him

sunshine as she slept soundly, and planted a kiss on her

her with the quilt, and

thinking she'd be hungry when she woke

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

cook for a woman you

he had forgotten in his pursuit was that

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

out of bed, Ellie woke up. She watched him walking

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

her face turned pale!

sex with

wondering how she had gotten back from L City yesterday.

remembered was that she was really sad and had

drinking could make one forget their pains and

back home, sat

so drunk that she

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

want to

had she ended up in bed

told

exactly had happened when

out of the room. But it turned out he was still here and

floor and tried to stand up, her legs couldn't support

then sat down on the edge of the

devoid of all strength.

and fresh, then remembered

the kitchen, Francis stared at the broken dish on the floor.

something burned over the pieces. It was difficult to

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