hapter 89: Interrupted Desite.
Chapter 89: Interrupted Desire-2
He nudged her thighs wider, settling between them, his hardness pressing firmly through the last fabric barriers. His hips rolled slowly, teasing her with the promise of what was to come.
“Damien…” she whispered.
He kissed her deeper, tongue teasing hers, while his finger stroked her folds-featherlight at first, then firmer-until she gasped against his mouth. Just as he hooked his finger to pull the fabric aside and finally feel her warmth-
DING DONG.
DING DONG. DING DONG.
The shrill doorbell sliced through the charged silence like a blade, tearing them out of the heat and into cold reality.
Both froze.
Damien’s head dropped to her shoulder as he let out a guttural growl, disbelief and frustration.
“You’ve got to be kidding me.”
Maya gasped, grabbing the blanket and yanking it over herself as if it could shield her from the jarring intrusion. Chest rising and falling rapidly, cheeks burning, lips kiss-swollen and parted.
Damien stayed frozen above her, the tension coiled tight in every muscle.
His body hovered above hers, muscles tense, jaw clenched like he was fighting every instinct not to snap and storm the door. One hand wrapped around her thigh, the other buried in the sheets beside her head.
His forehead dropped to hers.
“Don’t move,” he growled against her lips, voice thick with restrained desire. “Whoever that is better be ready to die.”
She let out a breathless laugh, but heat sparkled in her eyes-frustration, want, and something almost feral.
“I think…” she murmured, catching her breath as she brushed a finger down his jaw, “we should just stick to the real dessert for now-how about that blueberry cheesecake?”
1/3
Chapter 89: Interrupted Desire-2
DING DONG. DING DONG.
Damien closed his eyes. Breathed in through his nose.
Then cursed under his breath and stood, raking a hand through his hair before snatching the shirt he’d tossed on the floor. “I swear, if it’s Ashcroft, this door’s the last thing he sees before
I lose it.”
Maya bit her lip, still flushed, trying to sit up. “It could be important…”
He pulled his shirt back on with a quick, annoyed snap. Then fixed her with a sharp look.
“Unless the building’s on fire or someone’s bleeding out-I don’t care.”
KNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCK.
“Damien! Open the damn door! I know you’re in there!”
That voice-so familiar.
It was Ashcroft.
Maya’s eyes widened-then she burst into helpless laughter. “Oh my God.”
Damien looked at the ceiling, like he was bargaining with a higher power. “Of course it is.” He turned to Maya, voice low and rough, barely more than a growl. “This isn’t over.”
He leaned down and kissed her forehead, then helped her to her feet. Maya padded to the mirror, smoothing her hair and adjusting her clothes, cheeks still tinged pink.
They left the bedroom-Maya headed for the dining area, Damien stalking to the door, running a hand through his messy hair before yanking it open with a scowl.
“What,” he bit out.
Ashcroft blinked, his eyes flicking inside just long enough to catch Maya crossing the room toward the dining area. A wicked grin spread across his face-like the devil himself had just walked in. “Uh…” he said, then glanced back at Damien. “Am I interrupting?”
Damien just stared, eyes narrowing.
Ashcroft cleared his throat. “Well, I’m back. And I got what we need.”
Damien’s voice was flat. “Fine. Wait here.”
Ashcroft raised both hands in mock surrender. “You’re not gonna kill me, right?”
2/3
Chapter 89: Interupted Desire-2
claim
“I haven’t decided yet, Damien replied, low and dark. “But I already have someone digging a
site.”
With that, Damien slammed the door in his face.
He turned and slipped back inside, wrapping Maya in his arms from behind, burying his face against the side of her neck. She let out a soft sigh, melting into him without hesitation.
“I’ll take my leave…” she whispered, voice gentle. “Early call tomorrow-a full day of shooting. Luckily, it’s all indoors. The heat’s been really draining.”
Comments
Cedella
Cedella is a passionate storyteller known for her bold romantic and spicy novels that keep readers hooked from the very first chapter. With a flair for crafting emotionally intense plots and unforgettable characters, she blends love, desire, and drama into every story she writes. Cedella’s storytelling style is immersive and addictive—perfect for fans of heated romances and heart-pounding twists.