All Chapters of The Intern- Enemies To lovers: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Why I wanted to taste her exhales.But I locked us together, inhaling each of her breaths, rotating our tongues.Hannah. Fuck.She thought I was doing something to her … but she was the one doing something to me.Her fingers dropped from my dick, and her arms circled my neck, pulling me closer. The moment our lips parted, her head leaned against the wall, my mouth falling to her throat, feeling the purr that thrummed inside.“I need to feel you come.”She wasn’t far.Every sign in her body told me that.I left her throat and leaned down farther to take her nipple into my mouth, biting the end, sucking it as though she were feeding me. With my palm pressed against her clit, I worked my finger in and out, tapping that spot deep inside her, adding a second finger when she began to tighten more.“Declan …” Her nails stabbed the back of my neck, her body becoming slack. It only took a few more seconds before her moans turned higher, her wetness thickening as it coated my fingers.“Fuck yes

HANNAHWhen a BFF 911 text came through from Oaklyn, it meant drop everything and call her. So, that was what I did the second I got out of the alley, rushing inside the bar.“Oaklyn, what’s wrong?” I asked the moment she answered.I really needed a drink, and as I waited for her to respond, I went over to the bartender and mouthed, Water.Declan had fucked everything out of me, including the saliva in my mouth.“Hannah, h-he broke u-up with me-e.”I gripped the edge of the wooden bar, my eyes closing, my head falling forward. “What? No. Nooo!”“He d-didn’t even h-have the decency to c-call me. H-he did it th-through text.”“That asshole. I’m going to kill him.”My heart ached for my best friend.She loved Trevor.Oh God, she loved him hard.I lifted my head, opening my eyes, already wincing as I asked, “What did his message say?”“You’re n-not going t-to believe it-t.”But I would.Six months ago, when they’d first started dating, every alarm went off in my gut, telling me that Trevo

“That’s what we always think when something new and fresh and exciting starts. But the dickhead showed what he was really about, and we hate him for it.” I twisted a chunk of her long brown hair around my fingers. “If there’s a silver lining, it’s that he showed his dickish side six months in rather than a year. Could you imagine how much we’d have hated him then?”She looked at me, all doe-eyed. “I don’t hate him any less.”“Of course you don’t, but it’s my job to find a positive in this situation, and that’s the only one I can find.” I cupped her cheek, wiping away the mascara. “Other than the fact that your future son won’t have that dreaded dimple, like Trevor’s.”She exhaled, her breath quivering from crying. “But I loved that dimple.” The tears started to flow a lot heavier. “Am I not worth it? Am I asking too much?” She sucked in a breath. “Am I a nut to think that some perfect guy is going to sweep me off my feet, someone worthy of taking my virginity? Maybe I should just have

Dominick took a drink of his coffee. “Who’s the catch of the week? Tell us about her.”My arms crossed behind my head as my brain returned to that night in the alley. “She was so fucking hot; we didn’t even make it back to my place.” I smiled as I thought of the warmth that I’d felt inside her pussy, how her cunt had pulsed around me. The way she had fucking screamed out her orgasm. “Man, she was a fierce one. Captivating. Charming. Stunning.” I smiled. “A law student.”“A thirty-two-year-old, slumming it up with law school girls,” one of them said.My brain was re-creating her body, her tightness, her sounds—too lost in Hannah’s memory to focus on who had spoken.But I’d heard the words, and I responded, “I fuck anyone who’s over the age of eighteen and meets my criteria, and, oh hell, she exceeded them.”First at the mock trial, where she’d really impressed me.Then at the bar.Again in the alley.“Besides, Jenner’s no better,” I added. “Let’s not forget Jo was in college when they

They noticed. Oh God, they noticed.I took a deep breath, trying to calm my heart. “I appreciate that, Aunt Sue and Uncle David.”“And now, we’re throwing you straight to the wolves, so you can work your ass off again,” Ford teased.My aunt smiled, shaking her head. “I wouldn’t have put it in those terms, but, yes, Ford is right. The next several months are going to be extremely challenging.”Before I could respond, Dominick said, “I’m not sure how much you know about the internship program, but you’re going to be working under one of our litigators for an entire semester. We feel that’s an adequate amount of time to get an understanding of our operations. Aside from learning the ins and outs of the department, you’ll be assisting all members of the attorney’s legal team. We want to emphasize that this is a support role; you’ll be required to do everything that’s asked of you—within reason, of course.”“In other words, if you’re told to pick up coffee, drop off dry cleaning, make rese