The Billionaire's Intern (Maya Thompson) novel Chapter 251

533 Vote 242 suvkopter York Went Wad and Mitm Chapter 120: Wet, Wild, and Mine-2 Clant Maya’s breath hitched, pulse racing. “Maybe I am,” she whispered, bold and teasing. Damien’s hands roamed her body, pulling her flush against him. His lips found hers in a deep, devouring kiss. “I can take… more than you’ll ever imagine,” he murmured against her mouth, voice rough with need. “And I’ll make sure you feel every inch of it.” Her fingers tangled in his hair, shivering with anticipation. “Then… don’t hold back, love.” Damien’s grin darkened, predatory, full of raw hunger. “Oh, love… that’s exactly what I intend to do.” Their bodies pressed together, bare and burning, every step toward the shower deliberate, slow, dripping with tension. The hot, teasing electricity between them was unbroken, each glance, brush of skin, and whispered word a promise of the heat to come. Steam filled the room as Damien turned the water on, the spray cascading over their bodies, slicking every inch of skin. His hands moved with purpose, sliding over her back, down to the curve of her ass, soap lathering between them as he worshiped every part of her. Maya mirrored him, palms running down the hard planes of his chest, feeling every taut line of muscle beneath her trembling fingers. He leaned in, lips brushing her ear, voice low and dangerous. “You said don’t hold back right? Then let me teach you how good I can make you feel.” His mouth crashed onto hers, claiming, hungry, as the water pounded around them. She moaned, fingers tangling in his wet hair, her body melting against his. He pressed her back against the warm tile, his hands gripping her thighs, lifting her effortlessly. She gasped, instinctively wrapping her legs around him, the slick slide of his c**k against her heat making her whimper. “Damien…” she breathed, desperate, hips arching forward. He growled, the sound vibrating against her lips. “I can’t wait any longer, love. I need to be inside you.” With one thrust, he buried himself deep, the water making every movement hot, slick, overwhelming. Maya cried out, her nails raking down his back as her body stretched around him, filled to the hilt. “Oh God… Damien…” Her moans echoed off the walls, her voice breaking as he began to move, slow at first, savoring every inch, every tremor, before setting a harder rhythm that had her clinging desperately to him. Clar The water poured down their joined bodies, every thrust harder, deeper, the sound of wet skin meeting amplified by the echoing shower. Maya’s head fell back against the wall, her cries raw and breathless as pleasure coiled tight in her belly. “You feel so fucking good,” Damien groaned, lips closing over her throat, biting, sucking, marking her as his. His hips drove upward in powerful strokes, each one pressing deeper, making her shudder and gasp. “So tight around me, love… you’re making me lose control.” “Don’t stop,” she begged, her voice trembling, broken by moans. “Please… ahh-don’t stop,” she gasped, her cry dissolving into trembling moans. Her body moved with his, hips rolling helplessly as he pounded into her, water streaming down their tangled bodies, steam wrapping them in heat. Every thrust dragged her closer to the edge, her walls tightening, fluttering, her climax rushing through her like fire. “Damien!” she cried out, her body shaking as the orgasm tore through her, clenching around him, pulling him deeper into her release. Her cry pushed him over the edge-his growl ripped from deep in his chest as he drove into her one last time, spilling into her with a raw, guttural sound that vibrated against her skin. He held her tight, hips jerking against hers as he emptied himself, his forehead pressed to hers, breath ragged, broken. Steam and water poured around them, the world falling away until there was only this-only them. When their trembling finally stilled, Damien kept her cradled against him, still joined, still inside her, his lips brushing her damp hair. His voice was low, rough, and unguarded. “Always mine.” Maya clung to him, her body weak but her heart racing, her whisper breaking through the sound of rushing water. “Always… yours.” He kissed her softly then, reverent where he had been rough, sealing the words between them. “I love you,” Damien murmured, hoarse and raw, every word burning with truth. Her lips curved, trembling, her reply carried on a soft sigh as she melted against him. “I love you too.” And under the pounding water, tangled in steam and each other, they held on-because in that moment, the world beyond them simply didn’t exist.