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!'

She looked so beautiful that he couldn't

she had slept with a man, so he didn't want to weird her out. But her touch was so warm and so sweet that he couldn't resist it.

asked him to stop, it took him a while to let

the morning sunshine as she slept soundly, and planted

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

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

laughing at Andrew when he was trying to learn cooking so

cook for a woman you loved.

forgotten in his pursuit was that he had no

the end of making one omelet, he had almost blown up the kitchen.

Ellie woke up. She watched him walking away,

her of what had happened the night

her face

had sex with

wondering how she had gotten back from L City

that she was really

that drinking could make one forget their pains and

wine, went back home, sat on

that she

someone coming in and kneeling down beside

she didn't want to talk then.

how had she ended up

faint and blurry part of her memory told her it was

happened when a loud crash drew her back

But it

she over-estimated her physical condition. When she put her feet onto the cold floor and tried to stand up,

a cry of pain, then sat down on the edge of the bed.

devoid

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

Francis stared at the broken

burned over the pieces. It was difficult

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