The Billionaire's Intern (Maya Thompson) novel Chapter 515

For several seconds, neither of them spoke.

Maya remained standing in the doorway while Damien found himself studying her expression.

There was nothing obviously wrong, yet something about the situation felt different.

Usually, Maya would have looked away by now or become flustered under his gaze. Instead, she simply stood there watching him, her eyes fixed on him with a level of focus that immediately caught his attention.

The silence between them wasn't uncomfortable, but it was unusual enough to make Damien pause.

A slight frown appeared on his face as he tried to figure out what was going through her mind.

"What's wrong, love?"

"Nothing," Maya replied casually.

However, instead of returning to the bathroom or moving toward the bed, she began walking toward him.

Damien's eyes followed her every step.

By the time she stopped, only a small distance remained between them, close enough that he only needed to lower his gaze slightly to meet her eyes.

Without saying a word, Maya reached up and gently took hold of the shirt he had been unbuttoning.

Damien went still.

He simply watched as she focused on the remaining buttons, her cheeks gradually turning pink as she worked.

When she finally spoke, her voice was soft.

"Thank you."

A faint smile appeared on Damien's face.

"For what?"

Maya didn't immediately answer.

Instead, she continued focusing on the task at hand, her fingers moving slowly from one button to the next as though she were deliberately taking her time.

She never looked up.

"For everything."

There was sincerity and gentleness in her voice that immediately caught his attention.

"Especially for tonight," she continued quietly. "You stepped out of your comfort zone for me." A small laugh escaped her.

"I know it probably sounds silly. It was just coffee and cheesecake."

She shook her head.

"But I want you to know that I appreciate it."

Her fingers paused briefly against his shirt.

"I really do."

For a moment, Damien simply looked at her.

Then his expression softened.

"I'll do anything if it makes you happy, love. Even if it's the silliest thing in the world."

When the final button was undone, she didn't pull away. She looked up, her head tilted, meeting his dark, searching eyes.

"Anything?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Maya's breath hitched completely, a soft gasp escaping her lips. The friction of his hand on her back combined with the intense ache gathering between her thighs was driving her over the edge.

She could feel the heavy, damp ache of her own arousal, a sweet, agonizing moisture settling between her folds.

She was completely, entirely undone by him.

Losing the last vestige of her hesitation, Maya snapped her eyes open. Her gaze burning with a sudden, unyielding passion that matched the fire in his own.

"And don't you dare hold back," she challenged, her voice trembling but fierce.

That was the absolute final straw.

Any semblance of Damien's restraint shattered into pieces.

With a low growl, he captured her mouth in a deep, bruising, torrid kiss. It was possessive and wild, his tongue tangling with hers as he claimed her mouth with a fierce intensity that left her dizzy.

Maya met his passion head-on.

Her hands moved frantically, pushing the unbuttoned fabric of his shirt off his broad shoulders, letting it slide down his arms until it crumpled uselessly onto the floor.

The feel of his bare, hard muscles under her palms sent another wave of heat through her.

Shifting her focus, her hands slid down his taut abdomen to his waist, her fingers trembling with urgency as she found the metal buckle of his belt and began to frantically undo it, desperate to strip away everything left between them.

Damien groaned against her mouth, his hands locking onto her hips and pulling her so close there wasn't a breath of air between them.

He pulled back just enough to look down at her flushed, desperate face, his dark eyes burning with a dangerous promise.

"Seeing you crave me like this is driving me insane," he growled, his voice thick and rough with lust.

"I promise you... I won't be gentle."