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!'

beautiful that he couldn't help leaning

so he didn't want 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 a

gazed at her face glowing in the morning sunshine as she slept soundly, and planted a

he got out of bed, tucked her with the quilt, and headed to the kitchen.

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

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

cook for a

he had forgotten in his pursuit was that

making one omelet, he had almost

Francis got out of bed, Ellie woke up. She watched him

her of what had happened the night before.

her face turned pale!

had sex with him!

wondering how she

she was really

always said that drinking could make one forget their pains

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

gotten so drunk that she

in and kneeling down

she didn't want to talk then.

how had she ended up in bed with

her memory told her it was her who

exactly had happened when a loud

out of the room. But it turned out

of bed but she over-estimated her physical condition. When she put her feet onto the cold floor and tried to stand up, her legs couldn't support her. She buckled and

a cry of pain, then sat down

feeble, devoid of

clean and fresh, then remembered Francis had helped her take a

the broken

difficult to tell what it was. Perhaps,

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