The Billionaire's Intern (Maya Thompson) novel Chapter 165

Chapter 81: Naming the Feeling-3

Chapter 81: Naming the Feeling-3

Maya’s breath hitched.

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“And yeah,” Harper added with a wicked little smile, “you’re young, but he’s thirty-five, Maya. That man is not investing that level of emotional intensity, bedroom tension, and black-card energy just to ‘see where it goes.’ You really think he’s still in his ‘playing around’ era?”

She rolled her eyes. “And let’s not forget-your boyfriend isn’t just some guy. He’s Damien frea kin’ Blackwood. Women would sell their souls just for a glance. And he’s clean-no scandals, no messy rep. He’s not like his playboy best friend.”

She raised a brow. “Sure, he’s probably slept with a lot of women-he admitted it himself. I mean, let’s be real… He’s thirty-five, filthy rich, and sexy as hell-of course he’s been with women. It’d be tragic if he weren’t.”

She leaned in, grinning. “But you… you’re his first kiss. His first serious, official relationship. How wild is that?”

Harper’s eyes lit up, mischief spilling over. “Okay, but seriously-how was the kiss? Tell me everything. Was it deep and possessive? All tongue and heat? Or soft at first, then like… he couldn’t help himself and had to devour you? Did he hold your face? Your waist? Did your knees go weak?!”

Maya’s mouth opened but no words came out. Her cheeks turned a shade that could rival sunburn, and she practically buried her face in her hands with a helpless little groan. “Oh my God, Harper-”

Harper cackled. “Aha! That blush says it all. You’re a goner.”

Then she leaned back dramatically, placing a hand over her chest. “Have you imagined the day you finally give up your V-card to him? Girl. You might not be able to walk for a week. I’m sure he’s big-his build screams it. Let’s be honest-a man that good at building empires? You know he’s good in bed too. You won’t just see stars, Maya. You’ll be naming constellations afterward.”

Maya blinked, stunned by the reminder. Her cheeks flushed deeper, warmth spreading across her face like a gentle fire. She looked down, twisting a strand of hair between her fingers, then glanced back at Harper with a shy smile.

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