The Billionaire's Intern (Maya Thompson) novel Chapter 518

Chapter 247 Take a Little More for Me

Looking down at Maya on her knees, Damien felt a violent, shattering wave of desire crash over him. His chest heaved as his gaze stayed trapped by the absolute surrender burning in her eyes.

She was waiting for him, offering herself in a way she never had before.

But beneath the roaring hunger in his veins, a profound ache of pure appreciation swelled in his chest.

This wasn’t just about the raw, heavy arousal colling tight in his lower belly. It was the realization of what this moment truly meant.

If Maya appreciated every small gesture he made for her, he treasured hers a thousand times more. He

knew how shy she was, how deeply she guarded herself–yet here she was, stripping away every ounce of

her inhibition, boldly stepping out of her comfort zone just to please him.

They were both changing, breaking their own walls down, completely willing to bend and grow for each

other.

It was the most intoxicating thing he had ever witnessed. It made him want to ruin her, but it also made him want to protect her with everything he had.

He couldn’t just let her do this on the cold floor, not while the grime of a long day outside was still on his skin. He loved her too much to be careless with her first time.

His voice dropped into a rough, hoarse warning that vibrated from the depths of his chest.

“You have no idea what you’re asking for, Love.”

Before Maya could even process the words, Damien reached down. With effortless motion, he scooped her up into his arms, lifting her completely off the floor.

Maya gasped, her hands instinctively reaching for his shoulders, but before she could catch her balance, he gently lowered her back–first onto the mattress.

Without another word, Damien turned on his heel and walked straight toward the bathroom, leaving her completely bare on the sheets.

Maya sat up, blinking in confusion as she watched his broad, naked back disappear behind the door. A second later, the sharp hiss of the shower echoed through the room.

The sudden silence in the bedroom felt heavy, instantly cooling the frantic rush of adrenaline in her veins. Maya curled her knees to her chest, a sudden, suffocating wave of embarrassment washing over her.

Did I ruin it? she thought, her cheeks burning with a different kind of heat. Why didn’t he say anything else? Was I too aggressive? Did I turn him off?

The absolute silence from him made her stomach twist into painful knots. Humiliated and shivering slightly in the cool air, she slowly slid her legs off the bed, intending to find her robe on the floor and put it

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The bathroom door swung open.

Maya froze, her breath catching in her throat.

Damien stepped out, damp and dripping with water, a heavy shroud of dark, predatory intent hanging over him. His eyes locked onto her instantly, narrowing as he noticed her feet touching the floor.

“Where do you think you’re going?” he demanded, his voice dropping an octave, rough and gravelly.

Maya couldn’t even find her voice to answer. Her gaze was immediately dragged downward.

As Damien walked toward the bed, his hand wrapped around his own length. He slowly, stroked himself as he approached her, his grip tight as the pulsing heat hardened right before her eyes, stretching thick and erect with dangerous anticipation.

Maya’s throat went completely dry.

Damien stepped into the space between her legs, looming over her like a shadow. His thick, pulsing length

was right in front of her face, hot and demanding.

He leaned in, his heavy scent of soap and raw masculinity filling her senses.

“Are you sure you can handle it, Love?”

Maya swallowed hard, her heart hammering against her ribs, but she didn’t look away.

Damien reached out, his fingers wrapping firmly around her chin. He tilted her head up, forcing her to meet

his burning, possessive gaze.

He leaned down and crashed his lips onto hers–a deep, territorial kiss that tasted of clean water and unbridled hunger, marking her as his.

When he finally broke the kiss, his thumb stroked her jaw, his voice dropping into a fierce, quiet vow. “Don’t you dare kneel on the floor to anyone ever again,” Damien whispered fiercely, his grip tightening just enough to show his absolute seriousness.

“Not even to me. Understand?”

Dazed and completely consumed by him, Maya could only nod.

A dark, wicked smile tugged at the corner of Damien’s lips as he slowly let go of her chin.

“Good,” he murmured.

Damien straightened up to his full height. The shift in his posture brought them into perfect alignment, and right there, inches away from her lips, was the thick, pulsing heat of his erection.

“Now… taste me first, Love,” he commanded softly, his voice a low rumble. “Use your tongue… and lick the

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Maya froze for a second, her heart hammering wildly against her ribs at the softness, yet heavy restraint, in his voice. She gave him a single, resolute nod, finally dropping her gaze down to the thick, pulsing heat right in front of her face.

Following Damien’s words, she leaned in, parted her lips, and peeked her pink tongue out to trace the bead of moisture weeping at the very tip of him, licking it clean.

Without thinking, she swallowed, and then slowly ran her tongue over her own lips to catch the remaining wetness.

The visual turned Damien on even more, sending a sharp jolt of pure heat straight to his veins.

“That’s pre–cum, Love,” Damien rasped, his voice thicker, darker, and completely strained. “It happens when

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