Chapter 114: When Fire Consumes-1
His lips trailed slowly down her flat stomach, each kiss warm and teasing, sending delicious shivers racing up her spine. Lowering himself to his knees, Damien let his thumb glide along the delicate waistband of her underwear before easing it down.
Maya’s breath caught, her hands trembling at her sides as she lifted her feet to help him, surrendering fully as he slid the lace away. In a heartbeat, she stood before him bare,
exposed, every secret of her body unveiled to his hungry gaze.
He paused, drinking her in-her flushed cheeks, the flicker of vulnerability and anticipation in her wide eyes. Leaning close, his breath warm against her ear, he whispered, low and intimate, “Don’t be shy, love… if you feel uncomfortable, tell me. Promise me.”
Maya nodded, breathless, her voice caught in her throat. Damien pulled her against him, their bare skin brushing, igniting sparks everywhere they touched. His lips claimed hers again in a deep, heated kiss as he slowly guided her toward the bed.
Still kissing her, he laid her down gently, his body hovering above hers, strong and steady, shielding her yet surrounding her with heat. His mouth broke from hers only to travel lower- kissing down the elegant curve of her throat, the soft swell of her breasts, lingering in the valley between them before tracing a burning path along her stomach. Each kiss made her tremble, her body yielding under the worship of his mouth.
When he reached her belly, he paused, his gaze lifting to hers. Her chest rose and fell in quick, shallow breaths, her hands hovering uncertainly at her sides, torn between clutching the sheets or reaching for him.
“If you want me to stop,” he murmured, his lips brushing just below her navel, “say it.”
But Maya said nothing.
Instead, she lifted her hips-just barely, the smallest motion, but enough. More than enough. It was all the permission he needed.
He slid lower, leaving the heat of the bed, until he was kneeling on the floor, his face level with her trembling thighs. His hands caressed down the length of her smooth legs, reverent and possessive, before gently easing them apart.
Her innocence unfolded before him-soft, pink folds glistening with need, a sight so fresh, so untouched it made his c**k twitch painfully against his trousers. His breath caught, hunger burning through every vein. She was already wet, her body betraying the depth of her desire, even if her mind was still reeling from the surrender.
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Chapter 114. When Fure Consumes, 1
“Fuck, Maya…” Damien groaned, his voice rough, almost broken, as his hands slid higher along her thighs, thumbs brushing closer to where she ached most.
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