THE BILLIONAIRE'S DESIRE

CHAPTER 27

Marcus was taken aback when Daniella demonstrated her indifference once more. He was certain they were getting along well at dinner, and she even laughed when he told her a dumb joke. "Is there a problem?" he inquired.

"I'm alright," Daniella stated with a nod of her head. To be really candid, she was not well and her heart was not doing properly. She was in agony on the inside, but she couldn't tell him how she genuinely felt without appearing sad.

When they arrived at the hotel, Daniella didn't bother to say him a proper farewell; instead, she walked to the elevator and hit the button to ascend. She needed to retreat to her room quickly before allowing anyone to see her cry.

Marcus made no attempt to compel himself and just headed to the front desk. "Is there a room on the same floor as my wife available?" The receptionist regarded him as if he had sprouted horns in his head. "A lover's dispute," he continued, and the woman in charge nodded in agreement. It wasn't difficult to think he and Daniella were simply having a lover's quarrel, since they left together to eat outside and returned together.

Marcus struck gold when the room next to Daniella became available. He smiled as he walked to the elevator with the card key in his hand. There was something bothering her, and he would allow her sufficient time to gather her feelings. Later in the evening, just as the clock struck twelve, he would knock on her door with a midnight snack. He had already directed the in-charge to send Daniella's favourite snack five minutes before the clock struck twelve.

He was exhausted, but he dared not close his eyes, regardless of how comfy his bed was. He rushed up to open the door when someone knocked. "Thank you," he responded, generously

tipping the man for bringing his particular order. He returned to his room to inspect his look before appearing in front of her.

Marcus was already outside her hotel room three minutes before midnight. He had already knocked numerous times and she had not opened the door. Was she already asleep? He should not have waited till midnight and immediately followed her, he chided himself.

He was going to return to his room when the sound of a door opening caught his attention. Marcus rehearsed his best grin and welcomed Daniella as she opened the door. "Special delivery for a special woman," he remarked, not waiting for her to welcome him in, but he was taken aback by the shambles within. "How did you get here?" When he noticed the plastic wrappers of junk foods on the floor, he questioned her. She made no attempt to discard them.

"Ignore it; else, why are you here?" Isn't it the middle of the night?" She enquired.

"I packed some snacks for you, Dani." He responded, but it appeared as though the woman would not require the meal he had brought. Given the quantity of plastic wrappers on the floor, she has consumed a substantial amount of food.

"I appreciate that, Marcus, but you did not have to." She responded, but inquired as to the kind of the meal he brought in. When she realized it was one of her favorites, her eyes became wide with joy. "Would you like some?" She inquired as she began scooping ice cream from the container. It's double dutch and has been her favorite for years, but how did he find out about it?

Marcus nodded and sat next her, accepting the dish of ice cream. "Would you mind telling me what's going on with you?" He sought to know what had previously soured her attitude.

After consuming a taste of the chilly ice cream, her heart softened somewhat. "I believe... I simply disliked the notion that you have another lady in your heart."

"I apologize," he stated.

She would have rather that he had informed her that he had forgotten about that woman. He didn't, and he even expressed regret. "I'm not sure what I'm going to do with you, Marcus. A part of me desired to give you another opportunity, but the other half was fearful of being wounded."

"I understand, Dani, but perhaps we can take it day by day." He made a suggestion.

"How?" She was perplexed by his proposal.

"First and foremost, you will let me to remain here till dawn." He opted to be sufficiently daring and awaited her reaction.

Daniella laughed, as it was rather amusing. "You're doing well, Marcus. Is that your strategy for seducing that woman?"

"I wish you would refrain from speaking to Veronica in that manner, Dani. If you are envious, simply inform me. You are not required to offend her," he admonished her with a low voice that conveyed the same message.

Yes, she was envious, and he should have made an attempt to console her! Rather than that, Marcus chastised her for offending that woman? The audacity! She arched one of her brows and directed him toward the door. "Leave! If you believe I've offended that woman, you'd better leave me alone!"

"Would you kindly be reasonable?" Why are you so difficult to deal with?" He became irritated with Daniella's behavior since it was too juvenile for someone in her early thirties!

"How did you learn to deal with me? Was I compelled to bring you here? That I did not!" She shouted at him and pushed the ice cream bowl to the side of the table. She walked over to the door

and held it open for him. "Please excuse me," she replied as she waited for him to rise from his seat.

He didn't want to do it at the time, but the impossible lady forced him to. Marcus grumbled and grabbed Daniella by the waist as he headed towards the door. He locked the door behind him with his long legs and carried the woman into the bed. "Stop it!" he reprimanded her as the lady continued to scrape his face. She grew ferocious, and nothing could stop her unless he intervened. Marcus sank his head into hers and took hold of her mouth.

She didn't listen to him since she was in a state of terror when he pinned her onto the bed. It happened so quickly that she was unable to respond and became excessively aware of her heartbeat. When his mouth proceeded to ravish and dominate her, she inhaled deeply into him. As his fingers began to caress the flesh on her neck, she shivered in anticipation. Daniella felt nervous and eager, as if it were her first time being kissed by a guy. Until her mind ceased to operate normally and her body took over. She got receptive to his touch and lost interest. It was as if her world had shattered, and all she wanted to do was be with him.

"I want you," he muttered into her ears, and she responded with a simple nod. Marcus began by undressing her, his lips moving down towards the hollow area between her cleavages.

Daniella felt the chill of the airconditioning unit as Marcus peeled her of her gown. She was completely exposed to his gaze, and she felt a bit intimidated by his ability to see everything. "May we dim the lights?" She made the request.

"No, simply leave it turned on. "I'd like to watch you when we're making love," he said.

What he said sparked a new wave of excitement in her core, and she resolved to be wild, if only for the night. "Then I'd want to see you as well." She stated, and began unzipping his pants, then pulling them down with her feet.

Daniella grabbed the comforter and hid behind it while both of them were nude. Marcus followed suit, and they were both wrapped in a lovely and warm quilt. She was unaware that their bodies were becoming even warm beneath the quilted and fluffier blanket. The friction caused as their bodies came into contact intensified their excitement, and they began to touch. Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

Daniella was first timid, but there was no time for shyness once she was nude and a naked man was on top of her. She slanted her eyes for a brief moment to admire his muscular form before he moved his mouth to lick and tease her nipples. "Marcus..." she murmured as the thrill he generated became too much to bear. She arched her body towards him, signaling to Marcus that she was enamored with what he was doing.

He softly teased both of her nipples and then sucked on her breast as if she were a baby in need of milk. He drew circles on her bigger breasts with his tongue before licking the flesh on her flat belly. Before claiming her, he licked every inch of her flesh.

"Does that make you feel better?" He inquired and came to a halt. He was aware that Daniella had been without a man for an extended period of time and that he may be her last, and he didn't want to hurt her in the process. When he heard her quiet whimpers and groans, he desired to move as quickly as possible in order to satiate his hunger...but he couldn't be greedy just yet.

Daniella was adamant that she would not answer his question, but he appeared to pause for it before concluding what he had begun. "Y-yes...," she said.

"Good. I want you to have pleasure in this, Dani." He stated this as he lowered one of his fingers to her clitoris and rubbed it while remaining inside her. His fingers' rhythm mirrored the movement of his manhood as he drove into her.

Daniella inhaled deeply as Marcus pushed her to deeper heights of pleasure. Her muscles were strained to the point of being unbearable, and she yelled for his name as she realized she was almost there. "Faster...," she pleaded, not wanting to miss the sensation of obtaining it.

Marcus was more than willing to comply with her desire, thrusting himself into her with rapid and deep movements. He continued until her claws sank into the flesh of his back and everything in his body became numb except for the hardness buried deep within her. The experience was so incredible that he was unable to concentrate on anything else. The physical pleasure was too much for his brain to bear, and it briefly shut down, leaving him to continue pushing and pulling on her. The build-up had become excruciating, and he wanted to find his release, so he thrust his sperm into her with one deep thrust. His eyes were closed as he relished the most pleasurable sensation of his life, which lasted only a few minutes before he returned to earth and slumped on her.

Daniella attempted to regain her composure while bearing the weight of his body. He was hefty, but she didn't mind...at least for a few moments. Later, she needed to push him away in order to breathe freely. "You're so heavy, God!" she said.

"Who am I?" "You appeared to be fine with my weight a little while ago," he mocked her, and her cheeks flushed with shame.

"I despise you," she said, turning away from him.

Marcus grinned at her juvenile conduct following his taunt and removal of the covering that concealed her nakedness.

She attempted to cling to the comforter that encased her body, but Marcus was far too powerful, and she had no hope. Daniella stared at him, as Marcus smiled and gazed at her lustfully. "You're cruel!" She screamed as she attempted to wrest the comforter from him in order to cover herself.

"You're stunning, Dani. Why do you feel the need to shield yourself from my gaze?" Marcus did not blink his eyes as he gazed at the woman who was self-conscious about her nakedness.

"I am not shy, but I am chilly," she said.

Marcus felt terrible, but he refused to give her the comforter to keep warm. Rather than that, he approached her and wrapped his body around hers. "Are you still cold?" he murmured the question and Daniella trembled. He ran his palm across her skin, just as they do in movies, to add to her warmth.

Daniella attempted to shove him away, but his body remained immobile by not even one inch. How could she to think rationally with his erection pressing against her buttocks? She desired to alter her posture in order to escape his erection, but this would just draw his attention to her predicament. She remained on her side while Marcus closely hugged her. Later on, she felt as though he was attempting to rub his abrasiveness on her. "Wait a minute, what are you up to?" She inquired as to when she sensed it on her dampness.

Marcus stroked her breasts and proceeded to rub himself inside her while they remained on their side. As Daniella moved her behind in an attempt to knock him down, he used one of his legs to split hers and then tilted his body before entering her.

When he was within Daniella, she gasped for oxygen. "Marcus...," she sobbed as he began to move in and out of her body, and it wasn't long until she felt it again and it seemed as if there had been a massive explosion inside her body, and she cried, "Yes!"

She was still at the top of the roller coaster and expected the sensations of falling when Marcus escorted her to the top one more time. "Oh God," she shouted as she felt her stomach drop as he carried her to greater heights.

Her legs swayed and her body ached from his snatching. It was now beyond twelve o'clock and she felt as though she lacked the stamina to keep her eyes open.

"I'm fortunate that you're mine, Dani." He proclaimed just before allowing her to sleep.

She desired to inform him that she was not a member of any organization, but she was too drowsy to talk and simply nodded her head.

"Goodnight, sweetheart." Before he closed his eyes alongside her, he kissed her forehead.

She awoke alone in the morning, and Daniella was not pleased that she missed him. She shouldn't feel that way, but as soon as she opened her eyes, she couldn't stop thinking about him. How did he get there? She was upset that she had not seen him first thing in the morning following their nice exchange last night.

"How about breakfast in bed?" Marcus grinned as he noticed Daniella was already up. "Ohh," his eyes widened as the sheet that covered her came down, exposing her to him once more. Her large breasts stood straight up as though greeting him.

Daniella was taken aback to discover him standing at the entrance with a meal tray, and she found herself unable to shield herself from his intense looks. "You abandoned me," she charged him with a glare in her eyes.

"I promise, Dani, you were still asleep when I opened the door to order supper." He explained, but wait a minute; was she furious because she didn't want him to leave her sight? Marcus grinned as he approached her. "You're the most gorgeous lady I've ever seen in the morning," he said as she awoke. Despite the fact that her hair was a complete disaster in the morning, she looked lovely and enticing.

"More lovely than Veronica?" She inquired politely, without demeanour toward the other woman.

Marcus was in a pickle early in the morning, unsure how to respond without offending either of them. "You're both quite lovely in your own way. Dani, please do not be juvenile about this." He pleaded with Daniella to refrain from making comparisons to his deceased wife.