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 at her sleeping face. She looked so beautiful that he couldn't help leaning

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

to stop, it took him a while to let go

gazed at her face glowing in the morning sunshine as she slept soundly, and planted a kiss on

of bed, tucked her with the quilt, and headed to

thinking she'd be hungry when she woke up.

to learn cooking so he could cook for Ashley. He

cook for a woman you loved.

forgotten in his pursuit was that he had no knowledge of

he had

Francis got out of bed, Ellie woke up. She

her of what had happened

face turned pale!

sex

again, wondering how she had gotten

she remembered was that she was really sad and had

said that drinking could make one forget their pains

bought a dozen bottles of wine, went back home, sat on the floor and

gotten so drunk that she was

coming in and kneeling down

didn't want to talk

she ended up in bed with him!

and blurry part of her memory told her

what exactly had happened when a loud crash drew her back to

disappeared when she saw him head out of the room. But it turned

onto the cold floor and tried to stand up, her legs couldn't support her. She buckled and almost fell

let out a cry of pain, then sat down on the edge of

feeble, devoid of all

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

at the

was something burned over the pieces. It was difficult to tell what it was. Perhaps, a pie?.

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