The Millionaire Saint
Chapter 18

Dayana Berlusconi

I finish showering and come out with Donovan's clothes on, he is lying face up on his bed with his eyes closed and his right arm bent behind his head which makes him look very sexy. I don't understand how someone so attractive can be a virgin, his head rises and

he looks at me for several seconds to get up.

"If you want, you can sleep with me," he comments.

"Mr. Bristol, perhaps you are inviting me for a night of passion," he denies.

"Just sleeping, Dayana," he clarifies and I laugh to get into his bed while he goes to the bathroom where he spends several minutes and returns with only a pair of sweatpants, his hair wet, which he rubs with a towel and gets into bed. »Dayana, since tomorrow we are going to that charity gala and I am going to officially introduce you as my girlfriend, I am going to require you to do something.

-You send, boss.

"I want you to come live here," I automatically sit up to look at him.

-That?

-It's for protection, my family has been attacked for a few years and I don't want something to happen to you, since you will be in everyone's eyes when I introduce you as my girlfriend. -Donovan...

-Please, Dayana, I don't want you to go against this, we signed an agreement and it was expected that you would come to live here, I sigh because she is very right.

"But first you must do one thing," she raises her eyebrows and nods for him to continue. You have to go with me to my mother so that she knows you as my boyfriend. -Well... just tell me when and I'll be there.

Is that simple? -I questioned surprised.

-I don't see anything wrong, it's not like he's going to gouge my eyes out, is he? -I deny while laughing.

"My mother will fall in love with you," he announced and he smiled with a small blush on his cheek.

After that little conversation, everyone turned next to her to end up falling asleep.

(...)

When I wake up, I do so wrapped in the white quilts that smell like lavender, and to top it all off, Donovan's arms cling to my hips while his cheerful crotch rests on my buttock. His body is hot to such a degree that it makes me feel hot, I don't know why this man is so hot.

He stirs and sighs heavily while he seems to be waking up, as he slowly moves away from me as if he didn't want to make me uncomfortable.

"I was already enjoying the heat Mr. Bristol emanates," I turn to face him and was rubbing his eyes, his hair is disheveled and I suppose mine is the same.

"I'm sorry if I woke you up," his voice comes out hoarse and quite manly.

"Not at all," I grimace.

"Today is a long day, I'll call my stylist to help you with your hair, makeup and wardrobe," she comments, sitting down. "You can go take a shower first," she says.

"I want to stay a little longer, but go first... Donovan, you don't have to be ashamed of having an erection," he looks at me surprised. "He already rubbed it on me," she looks away from him other than my eyes and sighs to go to the bathroom without looking at me. I can't help but laugh as I shake my head, I hug a pillow and stay like that for a long time until Donovan comes out wrapped in a towel to enter the closet where he locks himself and I get out of bed to go to the bathroom, he took a shower and I notice that upon washing it has left a sealed brush.

After I finish brushing my teeth I come out wrapped in towels and Donovan is already dressed in sports clothing while he talks on the phone, he says goodbye to the person and looks at me.

>>What will I wear? -I question.

"Since you're not going out anywhere and the stylist will be here in two hours, I'll get you a T-shirt and a pair of sweatpants with straps that will fit," I nod and he looks for what he said to leave the room, leaving me alone, I get dressed and strapped in. I put my hair in a messy ponytail and then head to the kitchen, I am surprised to replace a lady engaged in a conversation with Donovan.

"Good morning," I greet a little self-consciously since the lady looks at me a little surprised.

"Cassandra, this is my girlfriend Dayana," she introduces me, stretching out her hand so she can sit me on the stool next to her.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Dayana," he smiles. She can call me Sandra," I nod, smiling back.

"Sandra makes the best meals," Donovan announces.

-You like everything I prepare. -Nod-Do you want something special for breakfast, Miss Dayana?

"Just Dayana and I'll eat what you prepare, don't worry," he nods.

She and Donovan talk a few things about the apartment and also about a recipe book that the little boss asked for from Italy signed by the same chef and creator of such dishes.

When we have breakfast the woman disappears to do the monthly shopping, leaving Donovan and I alone again until there is an insistently knock on the door. From the look on her face I assume she knows who it is and she goes up to her, opens the door and enters a man wearing a simple swimsuit.

-What do you want, Alexandro? -He questions and the subject is about to respond until his gaze falls on me.

He raises his eyebrows and looks at Donovan.

"Dayana I guess," I nod. It's nice to meet you, since I don't often go to the boss's office," I shake his hand and receive two kisses on the cheek.

-Alexander.

"Relax, I'm not going to steal your girl," he gestures with his hand. I came because I come to sunbathe on your terrace," he announces. -Can't you do it in yours?

-You have the top floor and the sun shines more here, can't you be a good neighbor and let me get a tan? "He," he says, walking like a dog through his house.

"Just don't go naked," he reproaches without receiving any response from the man. Since the stylist will arrive in two hours, do you want to watch a movie? -He questions.

"Sure," we walk to his room, but since I don't have to bother him for a while when we're there, I approach him who looks at me confused.

-Something happens?

"I don't think I want to watch the movie anymore," I bite my lower lip and dare to kiss him, he stays still and then brings his hands to my waist to continue the kiss.

I bite his lower lip and he holds his hand tightly to my waist but without hurting me, I separate in search of air and gently push him across his chest, he sits on the bed and I climb up straddling the bed. his lap. We kiss again and I bury my fingers in his silky hair and then bring my mouth to his neck where I lick slowly listening to his rapid breathing.

His hand goes to my buttock and squeezes it, he smiled since it is something he had never done, I move away a little to take off the polo shirt he is wearing, leaving his torso naked and he does the same with the shirt, leaving my breasts exposed. "Dayana," he murmurs, looking into his eyes and his cheeks are red.

-What's happening?

"I don't know what to do," I deny.

"Calm down... just let yourself go," he nods and kisses her swollen lips, he gets up with me on his back to leave me under his body, he separates his mouth from mine and begins to descend until he reaches my breasts where he licks my n****e and then sucks. Slowly, I moan, arching my back and he dares to bite without hurting me.

His right hand slides down to my pants and reaches my wet s*x, he rubs his finger between my lips until he replaces my clitoris and makes a circle on it "Shit for a virgin he knows how to touch a p***y" I think and he penetrates me with two fingers. "You're hot and wet," she hisses on my nipple to continue going down and getting rid of her pants, her breath hits my s*x and she separates my legs, leaving me more exposed and giving herself the best view of my wet p***y.

I gasp when his tongue runs through it as if it were his favorite sweet, he attacks my clitoris with it, giving juicy pressure while three of his fingers penetrate me again and again, I moan and I can't help but try to close my legs when he curves those fingers up. curious fingers and forces me to c*m in her mouth with a moan of total satisfaction.

"God... f**k..." I gasp and he tastes my taste to climb on top of my body, resting his arms on either side of me so he can see my face. His lips are red and shiny from my juices while he gives me a look of total cockiness that only says one thing and that is that he is satisfied with what he just did to me.

-Good?-curiosity.

"You should explain to me where you learned that, Mr. Bristol," I murmur.

-You'd be surprised what today's authors write.

-Then I advise you to continue buying all the books by that author who describes how to please a woman.

He laughs lowly and bites his bottom lip to make a grimace.

"Something happens? -asked.

-She must be tired after the o****m...

-That? I laugh while he looks at me strangely-. Now the excitement comes in," I comment to force him to turn, leaving him under me.

I take my hand to his pants, which are sports pants and it was easier to remove them with his help and then do the same with his boxers, revealing his thickness that rises in all its splendor, I bite my lower lip and I'm anxious, Donovan He remains still waiting for my movements. He took his member and placed it at my entrance to slowly go down it, he moans comfortably and closes his eyes.

His p***s expands my v****a until it ends up filling me with it. I stay still waiting to get used to him while he opens his eyes and grabs his hand on my hip. He sits up and kisses me and then gasps when I move.

"She's tight and hot," her voice comes out hoarse and she moves her hips to meet me, we kiss and move together enjoying the heat that our bodies emanate.

Donovan does not contain himself in letting out a hoarse moan every time I move quickly and go down hard on his member, he presses his hands on my b**t and moves until I am under his body and he is on top of me.

He moves clumsily until he replaces the rhythm, he pushes hard causing a morbid sound and takes a gear that makes it almost impossible for me to think that it is a virgin man who f***s me like an expert, I hug myself with my legs on his hips taking him deeper and our bodies are soaked with sweat until I can't help but c*m again and I hear him moan, he stays still as his semen spills inside me, he sighs and carefully leaves me to lie next to me in silence.