The Billionaire's Intern (Maya Thompson) novel Chapter 519

Chapter 248: Finding Her Own Wicked Rhythm

Driven by her fierce desire to please him, Maya tried to do exactly what he asked.

She let her throat open, trying to swallow a fraction of an inch more of his thick, rigid length.

But the sudden, deep fullness triggered a sharp, involuntary gasp from her chest. Her eyes watered, a tear slipping down her cheek not from pain, but from the raw intensity of housing so much of him inside her small mouth.

She choked softly, her grip tightening like a vise on his thighs as she looked up at him through wet eyelashes, determined not to give up.

The moment the wet warmth of her mouth squeezed a fraction deeper around his shaft, Damien’s whole body went rigid as granite.

Hearing her soft, muffled gasp and seeing her eyes water was the final blow to his fracturing restraint.

He wanted to push deeper, to lose himself completely in the sweet sanctuary of her mouth, but the sight of her tears–even innocent ones–pulled him back from the edge.

“Let’s stop, Love,” Damien managed to rasp out, his voice shaking with the effort to hold back.

“Let me go deep inside you instead…”

But Maya shook her head, keeping his thick c**k firmly trapped inside her mouth.

Refusing to give up, she pushed herself to take even more of him in. Her throat reacted to the deep fullness, making her gag softly, but she swallowed through it, determined to keep him there.

To gain more control over the intense depth, she released one hand from his thigh and reached up, her small fingers wrapping tightly around the middle of his shaft, guiding his heavy girth.

Damien’s eyes snapped shut, his head snapping back as a violent wave of pure, blinding pleasure ripped

through his spine.

“Ummph… fuck, Love…” a low, broken growl tore from his throat, his jaw clenching so hard a muscle ticked violently in his cheek.

“Ughh… yeah, fuck… that feels so fucking good… ughhh…”

The pleasure was agonizingly intense.

It wasn’t the first blowjob he’d ever had, but it was, without a doubt, the absolute best.

Technique didn’t even matter anymore; it was the intoxicating fact that it was her doing this to him. That realization alone added a lethal layer of heat to every wet slide of her tongue.

His large hands instinctively twitched, his veins bulging like thick cords against his skin as his thighs turned into solid stone beneath her grip. He was visibly shaking, completely undone by the sheer, raw friction of her mouth and the clumsy, careful squeeze of her hand on his shaft.

Chapter 248-4ding War Chen Wicked Rhythm

He forced his eyes open again, needing to see her, wanting to watch the exact moment she found her footing Right before his eyes, he noticed the shift–her tresitation melting away, replaced by a sudden, fierce confidence as she began to find her own wicked rhythm.

He watched her with a dangerous, ravenous hunger. Her long eyelashes fluttered against her flushed cheeks, and he tracked the hollow of her face each time she drew him in, trying her absolute best to swirl her tongue around his rigid length.

It was an innocent, unpracticed rhythm, yet it was precisely that raw sincerity that was rapidly tearing away the last remaining shred of his sanity.

Unable to resist the tight suction, Damien finally broke. He took over the movement, his fingers tightening in her hair to hold her firmly in place as his hips gave a sudden, heavy twitch forward.

He began to slide himself in and out of her mouth in a deep, commanding, and relentless rhythm, burying his rigid length deeper and deeper until she could feel the thick root of him pressing hard against her lips.

His breath was a frantic, roaring sound in the quiet bedroom. Maya could only try to accommodate him, her throat tightening as she felt the massive width of him stretching her, consuming her entirely with his raw masculinity.

The friction, the heat, and the intoxicating sight of her completely surrendered to him was the final blow to

Damien’s control.

He couldn’t just stand still and take the slow torture anymore.

He was close–so close to breaking–and he knew that if he didn’t stop right now, he would cum right in her

mouth, ruining the completion of her first time.

With a harsh, guttural curse, Damien suddenly gripped her shoulders and pulled himself out of her mouth.

Maya gasped for air, her lips wet and glistening, her dazed eyes looking up at him in confusion. Before she could even ask what was wrong, Damien pushed her back until she was lying flat on her back, before he hovered directly over her.

He braced his forearms on either side of her head, locking his elbows to keep his heavy weight from crushing her, but his chest was close enough that she could feel the frantic, thumping rhythm of his heart. Damien’s dark eyes were wild, unhinged, and completely consumed by hunger.

“You’re so fucking hot! You’re driving me so fucking insane, Maya!” Damien groaned, before slamming his lips onto hers.

It wasn’t a gentle kiss; it was a bruising, deep, and possessive claim. His tongue invaded her mouth, tasting the remnants of himself on her lips, tangling with hers in a messy, wet rhythm that tore a breathless whimper from Maya’s throat.

Leaving her swollen lips with a wet, parting suck, Damien peppered aggressive kisses down her burning cheek, tracing her jawline before moving straight down to her neck.

Chapter 249–Perding Her

worked Rhythm

He continued lower, kissing the soft expanse of her cleavage until he submerged his face straight into her

valley.

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