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 couldn't help leaning down

man, so he didn't want to weird her out. But her touch was so warm and so sweet

was hurting and asked him to stop, it took him a

as she slept soundly, and

out of bed, tucked her with

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

to learn cooking so

amazing to cook for a woman

in his pursuit was that he had no knowledge of cooking.

omelet, he had almost blown up

Francis got out of bed, Ellie woke up. She

her of what

her face turned

sex

how she had gotten back from L City

she was really sad and had

make one forget their pains

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

that she was

in and kneeling down beside her, and saying

didn't want

had no idea how had she ended up in bed with

of her memory told her it was her who took the

exactly had happened when a loud crash drew

saw him head out of the room. But it

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 almost fell down. The pain was unbearable.

pain, then sat down on the edge of

felt feeble, devoid

and fresh,

the

was something burned over the pieces. It was difficult to tell what it was. Perhaps,

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