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34. Welcome to Italy
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Dirty Sexy Saint 35. Uninvited guest
Jordan Miller~•~We'd been in Italy for three days, but Alessandro had only taken me out once. Alessandro took me to a church.Well, in his defense, it wasn't just any church. It was the Duomo Cathedral of Milan.The building was impressive, to say the least, and quite beautiful for a Catholic church. Granted, it was a church that they spent over six centuries building, starting from 1386 to 1965, but I'd never been a big fan of religion.The interior of Milan Duomo was a bit welcoming though. The beautiful colorful stained glasses depicted scenes from the bible, reflecting an ethereal light on the floor of the church.The building was huge, so we spent a lot of time in it. Alessandro held my hand, held my waist, and put his hand around my shoulder during the tour he was giving me and he didn't act like it was a big deal.I'd made friends with the men around because unlike the ones in America, these guys were more welcoming. They treated me with respect and for some reason, called m
Dirty Sexy Saint 36. Disrespecting the boss
Jordan Miller~•~I definitely didn't think my decision through.I didn't think that he would groan out loud, attracting the attention of a lot of men around us. I paled, not expecting so many eyes to be on us. The bastard must have seen the many people watching us and didn't want to come off as weak because he suddenly raised his hand to hit me. I froze, not knowing what to do. I waited for the hit, but suddenly, I was dragged behind someone."What the fuck do you think you're doing? Do you have a death sentence?" I breathed in relief, seeing that it was Lorenzo. He was officially my favorite. I didn't want to piss all the men in the house and have them hate me. I knew I wouldn't have reacted if he got to hit me because he was way stronger than me, and so were all the other men around me.The man, who I'd never seen before this, replied in Italian and Lorenzo continued in the same language. I was agitated. I wanted to know what they were talking about. I managed to get the same wor
Dirty Sexy Saint 37. Getting punished
Jordan Miller~•~After that encounter with Alessandro, I didn't stay down there anymore since I didn't feel like partying anymore. Lorenzo escorted me upstairs so that there wouldn't be a repeat of what just took place."Will Alessandro kill him?" I'd asked when he dropped me off at my and Alessandro's room. "You heard him right, Jordan," was all he'd said before he left me alone. It was strange hearing him address me by my name; it was the first time. Maybe, he was also mad at me.Alessandro, on the other hand, was literally punishing me. That night, he didn't sleep in the same bed as me, making me wonder if he took one of those women to bed. I could barely sleep that night, torturing myself with the thought of him with another woman.He'd told me he wanted me less than three days ago. Was he already moving on because I refused to admit that I wanted him too?The next two nights were the same. Hell, I didn't even know if he slept on the same bed as me or not cause I didn't set my e
Dirty Sexy Saint 38. Do you want me too?
Jordan Miller~•~I'd never been this frustrated in my life. I knew I'd said it before but Alessandro could be a dick sometimes. He could've punished me in any other way and I swear I would've preferred it to denying me an orgasm. The worst part was that I couldn't help myself finish. I was usually able to; I wasn't sure what was wrong right now.I was half tempted to march down to wherever the fuck Alessandro was and demand for him to finish what he started, but that would most likely be more embarrassing than him leaving me in the dining room.By now, I'd lost my panties and my legs were spread wide on the bed as my fingers played with my pussy. It was unfulfilling. It was useless and I groaned when I couldn't give myself the kind of pleasure Alessandro could. He'd broken me; I knew that. Because why the hell would my body crave only his touch? Reasons like this were probably why Cathy had a wide variety of vibrators and dildos. I had none.I was restless and I was focused on try
Dirty Sexy Saint 39. Catching feelings
Alessandro Maurizio~•~Her face was priceless.Jordan had looked so shocked when I ordered her to go up to the room that I almost laughed out loud, but I managed to keep my cool and act like I wasn't amused by her expression. But I would never do that again. I was punishing myself as much as I was punishing her because I was harder than I'd ever been.I wasn't thinking straight when I pulled her on my lap, but boy did it feel right. I liked the feel of her soft body on mine. I liked the smoothness of her skin that contrasted with my rough one. I liked them a little too much; more than I shouldn't but I found myself giving zero fucks.Her cunt was tight as fuck and it felt like they were squeezing my fingers. I wanted more of that. I only had my fingers in her but it was addictive as hell. I wanted her. I wanted to slide my cock in her slick and wet pussy — it seemed like she was always wet around me. I wanted her cunt to squeeze the life out of me. Most importantly, I wanted to be
Dirty Sexy Saint 40. Yes
Jordan Miller~•~"Yes." I answered, not hesitating this time. I really wanted him and I wasn't going to deny myself of what I truly wanted for no reason.I had wanted him since the first day I laid my eyes on him. To be honest, I'd waited too long, lying to him and myself that I didn't want to have sex with him that bad.I couldn't care less about the deal we made anymore. I wanted him to fuck me like he did with that woman I saw with him the first few days of my stay in his house back in Chicago. That didn't mean I would fall in love with him at the end of six months. Lust and love were totally different things and could sometimes be separated from the other."Yes what, Jordan?" He murmured as he moved toward me on the bed. "Yes, I want you." My reply was immediate and precise, conviction in my tone."Good," he breathed out, finally climbing on the bed and hovering over me. "Because if I had to go another night without fucking you, I'd probably go crazy."I opened my mouth to reply
Dirty Sexy Saint 41. Pain slut
Jordan Miller~•~Alessandro stayed still inside me for a couple of seconds, letting me get used to his girth and length. On my command, he'd driven into me in one sharp thrust, making me scream out loud, my nails digging into his back. It felt like he was in my womb!Men in the rooms around ours may have probably heard, but this wasn't the time to give a shit about that. Besides, I would love for others to know just what he was doing to me at the moment. I was only realizing I had an embarrassment kink as well.I could see just how hard Alessandro was controlling himself. It looked painful even, for him to just stay inside of me like that, but he wanted to make sure he didn't hurt me. That wasn't the Alessandro I knew!"You can move," I breathed out when the pain had subsided a bit, but my grip on his back stayed as it was, anticipating his next move."Sure?""Move, Alessandro!" I demanded. He gritted his teeth and I watched as his eyes darkened before he completely pulled out of me,
Dirty Sexy Saint 42. Morning sex
Alessandro Maurizio~•~I let out a yawn as I awoke from one of the best nights of sleep of my life. I couldn't remember the last time I'd felt this refreshed after a night's sleep. My dreams always left me feeling spent and tired when I woke up.I went to stretch, only to find out that there was a weight on me. I opened my eyes, seeing Jordan laying on my chest, looking peaceful and innocent when she was anything, but those.I frowned slightly. Was she the reason I didn't have any bad dreams today? But this wasn't the first time we were sharing a bed. We'd been sharing a bed since the day we arrived in Italy.Thinking back on it now, since sleeping with her, my dreams had dulled down. They were no longer vivid images of the death of my parents and the rape of my mother, but only not being able to find them.This time though, if I had any bad dream, I couldn't remember it. I sighed, putting my hand under my head as I stared blankly at the ceiling. I didn't know how to move away from h
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