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

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

stop, it

as she slept soundly, and planted a kiss on

bed, tucked her with the quilt, and headed to the

make some breakfast for her, thinking she'd

trying to learn cooking so

felt amazing to cook for a woman

pursuit was

making one omelet, he

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

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

her face turned pale!

had sex with him!

her eyes again, wondering how she had

that she was really sad and

could make one forget their pains

home, sat on the floor

that she was barely

kneeling down beside her, and

she didn't want to talk

had no idea how had she ended up in bed with him!

and blurry part of her memory told

what exactly had happened when a loud crash drew her

him head out of the room. But it turned out he was still here and was doing something weird

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.

a cry of pain, then sat down on the edge of

feeble, devoid

body was clean and fresh, then

the kitchen, Francis stared at the broken dish on the

difficult to

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