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 to

she had slept with a man, so he didn't want to weird her out. But her touch was so warm and so sweet that

to stop, it took him a while to let go

the morning sunshine as she slept soundly, and

he got out of bed, tucked her with the quilt, and

her, thinking she'd be

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

amazing to cook for

pursuit was that

making one omelet, he had almost

bed, Ellie woke up. She watched him walking

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

face turned

sex

her eyes again, wondering how she had gotten back from

that she was really sad and had entered a wine

that drinking could make one forget their pains and sorrows.

wine, went back home, sat on the floor and

that

in and kneeling down beside her, and saying something to comfort

didn't want to talk then.

had no idea how had she ended up in bed with

told her it was her who took

to recall what exactly had happened when a loud

room. But it turned out he was still

her feet onto the cold floor and tried

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

feeble, devoid of

sensed that her body was clean and fresh,

at the broken dish on the

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

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