The Millionaire Saint – Chapter 47
Dayana Berlusconi
—Oh my God—I put my hand to my mouth when I see the beautiful decoration that fills the room, red roses on each side and several aromatic candles, it is something so romantic and I think my hormones are going crazy, since I can’t avoid crying about all this.
-You do not like? —She questions.
hy of a beautiful story of those told in books.
sses my shoulder and then my neck.
ic man ever,” I turn to face him, he smiles.
positioned on my buttocks and he pushes me so that he can wrap my legs around his hips, he walks to the bed and gently lays me down on it.
t each exposed point of my skin that he manages to kiss is. Donovan explores every corner with his mouth, he undresses me. and exposes me to his thirsty gaze and then quenches his thirst in my s*x at the moment of delivering his tongue to my wet opening, I moan just with that journey and a simple touch of it makes me tremble, he separates my legs
mercy and there is no trace left in Donovan of the innocent CEO I knew.
touch and how to make me see the peak, he doesn’t stop and even moans from time to time. His tongue plays with my
,” I moan his name.
second on my belly where he places a lasting one. His eyes connect with mine and the spark of mischief runs through his blue h
e you OK? —He questions
t’s your new fascinati
o feel the salinity of my fluid in his mouth, I moan and he separates himself to undr
bury my nails in his butt, he laughs.
—I deny because I don’t generate sane ideas—. “I’ll make love to you, slowly, and you won’t want me to stop,” he murmurs.
of that.
ana? —I can see she’s having fun doing this.
moan.
at? —She asks doing it again.
unges, gasps from him.
is furrowed while her gaze doesn’t leave my face, I shudder. Her body is hot and soon we are bathed in sweat. He moves slowly and I feel her s***m running into my s*x. He moans so
ing me on top, I know what she is looking for and I move at her rhythm, she sits down and we kiss.
er hands wrap around my hips.
e fiercely, he squeezes me holding me still and buried in me, Donovan caresses from my buttock to my back.
ouds and I leave my face on his neck, kiss that place
say it, I sob because my hormones are unbalanced and I feel sensitive, he smiles and kisses my face all
on his chest, his face contorts and he raises his hips, I moan and we come at the same time. time.
he places a kiss on the top of my head and then leaves me, I can’t help but fall asleep, but this time I do it feeling like the happiest woman of all and listening to the heartbeat of the man I love.
(…)
, smiles at me and climbs into bed as I sit down.
e is contagious.
and also because she loves me as much as I do,” she murmurs.
along.
-Quite.
hen take a shower where we continue with caresses. I can’t help but be infecte
ay we love you more, you don’t know how lucky we are that you come into our life and I will take care of you, I will spoil you and give you everything,” I caress his
I announce.
—I hope to be the bes
ay to say yes at the altar.
and I put sunscreen on him too, we walk to the social area and Alexandro is alone having a lemonade.
questions.
to wake him up so early—my dear fiancé raises his eyebrows.
morning,” he reminds her.
rmation,” Donovan says, caus
Donovan.
nods.
dbye and stay drinking juice while Donovan drinks some whiskey, I snuggle into his shoulder while I w
s me.
pened last night…
ght I made love to you in a romantic way, the gift is not included, but wh
ve me a clue,” she ask
(…)
dock at the port of Santa Monica, Donovan helps me down and we walk to the jeep. We enter and we are all tak
lds me and makes me walk, I know that we get into the elevator and go down to another floor, we walk several meters and he discovers me in front of something covered with a huge white quilt, Donovan walks up to it and pulls it revealing a Maserati.
onovan…
es when he sees my face.
too much,” he den
e you can add its seat, I don’t know when you will need it, but maybe one day you will want to drive,” he announces, raising his shoulders. “It is fast, since it can run 264 kilometers per hour, I hope you never use that spe
re fascinated by cars, — he nods.
for my fiancée, by the way the windows are armored, —he announces.
y? —I question and he grimaces.
re free and I don’t want the same thing to