The Billionaire's Intern (Maya Thompson) novel Chapter 424

Chapter 188: Reclaimed-1

Her moan trembled free-soft, ragged, and utterly helpless. Maya’s hands clutched at his shoulders, her fingernails digging into the hard muscle as if letting go simply weren’t an option.

“Ah… yes… Damien… mmm… please…”

He smiled against her throat, a low, wicked curve of his lips. Refusing to hurry, he continued his

deliberate, teasing exploration. Each stroke and grazing touch drew her closer to a precipice, leaving her aching with a hollow, pulsing want.

Maya’s fingers tangled in his dark hair again, tugging him closer with a desperate strength. ”

Damien… I…” she gasped, her voice splintering. She was breathless, the words lost to the

thrumming heat between them.

He captured her lips once more, his tongue tracing hers in a slow, consuming kiss-tasting her,

claiming her, devouring the very air she breathed. His hand drifted to the silk of her underwear,

sliding the fabric aside to expose her bare, slick heat to the cool air of the room. Every inch of her

shivered under the sudden contact, her body silently begging for the friction only he could provide.

Now skin-to-skin, Damien moved with torturous precision. He circled, teased, and lingered,

refusing to rush the moment. Every motion was a brand, marking her as his in the silence of the

room.

Maya quivered beneath him, her pulse hammering against her ribs like a trapped bird. She arched

harder, pressing her hips into his, the heat between them becoming unbearable-a fever they both

shared.

As he felt her walls tighten, her breath hitching as she neared the edge, Damien paused. He lowered his forehead against hers, his eyes dark, burning, and devastatingly focused.

His voice was a low, rough rasp that vibrated in her chest. “Tell me to stop,” he murmured, the

command warring with the raw need in his expression. “And I will.”

She didn’t pull away.

Instead, she hooked her arms around his neck, pulling him down until their hearts beat against one another. She felt the power coiled in him, the sheer force of his restraint, and she chose to break it.

“Don’t,” she whispered against his lips.

But Damien had other plans. Seeing her flushed face and sensing the intensity of the moment, he decided to shift the dynamic.

He leaned down, planting a soft kiss on her cheek, then her earlobe. Slowly, agonizingly, his hands

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moved to her shoulders, gently creating space between them. He gave one final, maddeningly gentle stroke before whispering, “Mmm… but we have a visitor to attend to.”

Suddenly, he pulled away and stood at the end of the bed.

Maya was left lying on the bed, a mix of confusion and longing on her face. She looked up at him, her chest rising and falling, while Damien watched her from his height. A small, unreadable

expression played on his lips.

“Let’s finish later,” he said simply. He turned around, already starting to walk away.

The unexpected halt in their intimacy sparked a different kind of fire in her. Annoyance flared into a

sudden, bold courage. Maya sat up, kneeling on the very edge of the mattress, her eyes flashing

with a fire he hadn’t expected.

“Damien Blackwood,” she called out, her voice dropping into a low, dangerous warning. “Stop right

there.”

Damien paused. He turned slowly, his gaze darkening as he saw her kneeling there-proud, defiant.

He walked back to her until he was standing directly in front of the bed.

Maya didn’t back down. She reached out, her fingers trembling but certain as she grabbed his belt

and hauled him flush against the mattress.

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