Page 118 of Wicked Trap

But he didn’t stop at making her lose control.

He raised his head and caught the tip of her breasts with his hot mouth and sucked hard. She moaned, unable to control the rush of pleasure that rose as a wave. She took him deeper and harder inside her, aided by his powerful thrust of his hips.

She dug her nails into his wrists to stop him from driving her insane, but his hips continued to rise and he drove into her. Just when she thought she could take no more, he bit the top of her breast, the sting of pain combined with pleasure pushing her to the edge.

She screamed his name as release ripped through her. He groaned and his movements turned even harsher before he climaxed with violent shuddering of his body.

She collapsed against him and they rode the waves together, their bodies trembling with the aftershocks.

She didn’t know how long they lay still, absorbing the pleasure of the familiar embrace when they had been together. He stroked her back.

“Are you hungry?” he asked.

She nodded. Surprisingly, she was since she hadn’t each much for dinner.

He kissed her forehead and rolled her to the side. “Let’s go,” he said, getting out of the bed.

He pulled up his boxers. Blushing, she sat up and reached for his formal shirt and pulled it on. It covered her until her knees.

He led her to the kitchen and began fixing her an omelet.

Her heart felt tight, and her stomach flipped as she watched him cook. It reminded her of the simpler times when he used to cook for her in their small apartments. He had been her arrogant neighbor Arjun, then. But in the massive, sleek kitchen of the penthouse, he was Aryan Varma, the billionaire from New York.

“What are you thinking, princess?” he asked.

She shook her head. “Nothing. I was wondering if I could ever get used to your actual name.”

He looked at her for a few moments. He then came closer and held her face in both his hands.

“You can call me whatever you want. I’m still the same guy, princess. Nothing has changed between us. I promise that when things settle down, I’ll tell you everything.”

She didn’t say anything. She nodded.

They fed the omelet to each other. And as soon as they were done, she held his hand and pulled him towards the master bedroom.

“I missed you,” she whispered.

His eyes flared. “I missed you too, princess.”

It was close to dawn when they fell asleep in each other’s arms.

***

Tanvi’s heart thudded when she put on her clothes in a hurry. She kept looking at the bed where Arjun was fast asleep.

Her heart ached at the sight of him. He would be fast asleep for a few hours.

Even though she knew she was justified, a heavy feeling of guilt sat inside her stomach.

“Outside of my family, you are the only one who matters to me and who I would sacrifice my life for. I love you and am willing to do anything to have you in my life.”

Those words touched her as nothing else ever could.

She closed her eyes.

No. You have to escape.

Love couldn’t change what was going on in her life and what she still had to do.

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