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!'

looked so beautiful that he couldn't help

to weird her out. But

it took him a while to let go of

face glowing in the morning sunshine as

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

make some breakfast for her, thinking she'd be

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

cook for a woman

his pursuit was that he had no knowledge of

making one omelet, he had almost blown

out of bed, Ellie woke up. She

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

her face turned pale!

had sex

she

really sad and had

could make one forget their

back home, sat on the floor and

drunk that she was

someone coming in and kneeling down beside her, and saying something to

want to talk then.

idea how had she ended

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

what exactly had happened when a loud crash

But it turned out he was still here and was doing

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

sat down on the edge of the

feeble, devoid of

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

the broken dish on the floor.

pieces. It was difficult

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