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 that he couldn't help leaning down to

slept with a man, so he didn't want to weird her out. But her touch

Ellie was hurting and asked him to stop, it took him a while to let go of

morning sunshine as she

tucked her with the

her, thinking she'd be hungry when she

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

cook for

had forgotten in his pursuit was that he had

omelet, he had almost blown up the

woke up. She watched him walking away, her expression unreadable.

felt between her legs reminded her of what had happened the

her face

sex with him!

she had gotten back from L City

remembered was that she was really

make one forget

back home, sat on the floor and started

that she was barely

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

want to

had she

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

recall what exactly had happened when

it turned out he was still here and was doing something

wanted to get out of 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. She buckled and almost fell down. The

sat down

feeble, devoid of all strength.

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

Francis stared at the broken dish on

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

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