A Love Trap novel Chapter 338

"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!'

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

He knew it was the first time 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.

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

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

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

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

He remembered laughing at Andrew when he was trying to learn cooking so he could cook for Ashley. He now understood why he did that.

It felt amazing to cook for a woman you loved.

What he had forgotten in his pursuit was that he had no knowledge of cooking.

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

When Francis got out of bed, Ellie woke up. She watched him walking away, her expression unreadable.

The pain she felt between her legs reminded her of what had happened the night before.

Suddenly, her face turned pale!

She had sex with him!

She closed her eyes again, wondering how she had gotten back from L City yesterday.

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