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!'

sleeping face. She looked so beautiful that he couldn't help leaning down to kiss

didn't want to weird her out. But her touch was so warm and so sweet that he couldn't resist

was hurting and asked him to stop, it took him

in the morning sunshine as she slept

that, he got out of bed, tucked her

make some breakfast for her, thinking she'd be hungry when she woke

to learn cooking so he

cook for

his pursuit was that he had no knowledge

of making one omelet, he had

out of bed, Ellie woke up.

her of what

face

sex

she had gotten back from

was that she was really sad and had entered a wine store.

that drinking could make one

wine, went back home, sat on the floor and started

gotten so drunk that she

someone coming in and kneeling down beside

didn't want to talk

had she ended up in bed

memory told her it was her who took the

what exactly had happened when a

when she saw him head out of the room. But it turned out he was still here and was doing something weird

cold floor and tried to

cry of pain, then sat down on the edge of the

devoid

was clean and fresh, then remembered Francis had helped

stared at the broken dish on the

It was difficult to tell what

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