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

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

it took him a while to let go of her.

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

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

make some breakfast for her, thinking she'd

when he was trying to learn cooking so he could

to cook for a woman

pursuit was that he had no knowledge of

omelet, he

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

pain she felt between her legs reminded her of what

her face turned pale!

sex

she had gotten back from L City

that she was really sad and had entered

always said that drinking could make one forget their pains and

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

so drunk that

down beside her, and saying something

want

idea how had she ended up

blurry part of her memory told her it was her

had happened when a

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

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.

a cry of pain, then sat

devoid of all strength.

she sensed that her body was clean and fresh,

kitchen, Francis stared at the broken

It was difficult

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