The Billionaire's Trap

Chapter 11

Sophia Pov

It has been three weeks since I moved in with Theo but somehow it feels like a lifetime. Our daily routine has become somewhat stable. It starts with both of us hitting the gym after which we have our breakfast together, him leaving for office kissing me on my forehead while I fixed his impeccable tie and telling me to do as I please in his absence.

As for me I just go to the workshop that he helped me set up in one of the spare rooms upstairs which is now filled with all of the modern equipments that I dreamed of having and no matter how much I refused to have any of them he simply brushed my denials with him saying I'd pay him back when I sold my art that shut me up even when deep down I knew he wouldn't take my money.

Somehow we had acquired a strange relationship in the time spent together. He would take care of anything I needed without me even asking.

The day we set up the workshop he had taken the day off and helped me with everything.

"I think we did well" he said with a childish excitement as we had completed placing the clay, tools, paints and of course Theo being Theo had to play with everything meaning at the end of the day we were covered in clay and paint.

"You look beautiful" he laughed and I knew I looked like a clown. Seriously it's not fair he can pull any look and look like a model.

"You think this is funny" I huffed annoyed but this just caused another fit of deep laughter to erupt from him and me being the stubborn girl that I am I took one of the paint buckets lying on the ground and poured it all over him.

Silence...

All I could see the anger brimming in his eyes and I knew I had to flee the crime scene because somehow he didn't find it funny.

The minute I held the door knob I was roughly jerked back into his arms.

"Where do you think you are going" he demanded darkly.

I tried to move out of his grasp yet he would not allow any of it. I tried to yank myself out of his arms but all that resulted in was a friction between us. I felt him growing harder and harder until his erection was pressing firmly on my backside making me stop all movement. He kept holding onto my arms tightly trying to calm himself down.

I turned around only to see him breathing down on my face barely controlling his lust and desire which in return fueled my own. Both of our breathing was labored.

"Oh Fùck it" with that he took my lips into his and started to kiss me feverishly. I was taken aback and gasped at this intrusion but this only made him deepen our kiss. By now I was a moaning mess, enjoying each suck, nip, lick and Thrust of his tongue and lips. My arms had winded up around his neck forcing him down onto my lips, all inhibitions flown out the window and all I wanted was more!

Suddenly he picked me his hands on my hips and his erection nestled sweetly on my burning desire. He was still kissing me while I was rocking myself on his erection when he banged me on the wall and took off his and my shirt while I started to suck on his neck. He pulled away for a second just to look at my heaving breasts covered by my bra when he growled lowly and attacked my lips again as one of his hands started to rub my left breast erotically.

This made me shiver as the sensations were so delightful that I couldn't stop over reacting to all arousal, But he mistook it for something else completely. He thought I was scared or not ready. The next thing I knew he had completely pulled away from me with sorrow, regret and shame in his eyes.

"I am so sorry Soph, I- I don't know what happened to me" he took a deep breath "please forgive me" he begged while not meeting my eyes.

Gathering myself together I calmed myself.