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

first time she had slept with a man, so he didn't want to weird

it took him

the morning sunshine as she slept soundly, and planted

of bed, tucked her with the quilt, and

make some breakfast for her, thinking she'd be

trying to learn cooking so he could cook for Ashley. He now understood why he

amazing to cook for

in his pursuit was that he had no knowledge of

making one omelet, he had almost blown up

bed, Ellie woke up. She

felt between her legs reminded her of

face

had sex with him!

she had gotten back from

was really

could make one forget their pains and sorrows.

went back home, sat on the

so drunk that she was barely

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

didn't want to talk then.

had she ended up in bed with

blurry part of her memory told her it was her who took the

trying to recall what exactly had happened when a loud crash drew her back to reality.

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

put her feet onto the cold floor and tried to

pain, then sat

devoid of all

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

kitchen, Francis stared at the broken dish on

over the pieces. It was difficult to tell what it

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