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38. Do you want me too?
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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
Dirty Sexy Saint 43. Sound of a gunshot
Jordan Miller~•~My excitement was too much to be contained. As mentioned to Alessandro, I had never left the state, not to mention the country and continent.I'd been ecstatic when Alessandro said we were going out. I wanted to explore Milan, but I couldn't go by myself. I'd been told that the streets were dangerous and I also knew it was unwise to wander by myself and possibly get lost.As told, I dressed decently. I put on an off-shoulder purple top and blue jeans with black sandals. The only reason I adhered was that I knew he was capable of calling the outing off if I disobeyed him. The way he craved control was something else and the way I liked the control he had? That was an entirely different story.Italy was a very beautiful place with a lot of antique shops. Alessandro had suggested we walk to wherever he was taking us. I didn't disagree because it made me explore the city better, but it made for a very good distraction because of the shops I came across and insisted we sh
Dirty Sexy Saint 44. A bullet for her
Jordan Miller~•~My first instinct was to scream bloody murder as Alessandro's blood splattered on my top, but Alessandro was wiser than me as he immediately retrieved his gun from his pocket, shot in the direction the bullet came from, and covered my mouth with his injured hand.I was probably dumb for not carrying a weapon with me everywhere, but I didn't think he would have enemies in Italy. I froze. Whoever shot wasn't aiming at Alessandro; they were aiming at me!This realization had me looking past Alessandro to the entrance of the park to see a guy in all black running away."Fuck, he's getting away!" He yelled, trying to run after him, but I dragged him right back."What the hell? You're hurt!" I screamed, panicking as I looked at his arm that had been shot.He also assessed the wound, releasing another curse. I didn't know what to do, but I knew I needed to stop the blood and fast. I and Alessandro didn't seem to be having the same train of thought though. He sat down back o
Dirty Sexy Saint 45. War
Alessandro Maurizio ~•~Jordan would definitely be the end of me. Literally. I knew I admitted to myself that I had feelings for her, but things were getting extreme. I knew I vowed to keep her safe but I never planned for it to be at my expense. She would be my undoing and I was low-key scared of it.It hadn't even been twenty-four hours since we last had sex, but I was craving for her already. Something about her stubbornness drew me in. And the way she challenged me in every way possible? Fucking fantastic.I prided myself in always having control but it was so fucking easy to lose it with her. It was easy to get used to her and wish that she was a constant in my life.I knew I should've stayed away from her from the onset. From the very first day she walked out of my office unscathed after calling me names, I knew she was trouble. I just didn't know she would bring this much trouble.I knew I should stay away from her with something about her probably being the weak link to our
Dirty Sexy Saint 46. Fuck you senseless
Jordan Miller~•~When Alessandro said he'd be back by the next day, I didn't think our flight would start instantly.Immediately after we both showered, we were packing up our luggage and drove off to the airport where Alessandro's private jet was ready for us. Lorenzo and the others had asked if he would need their help for anything but he barely looked at them when he told them he'd called if he did.The whole flight was spent with Alessandro on his phone, probably barking out orders. I wasn't certain because almost all he said was in Italian. It seemed like he was genuinely worried about Maya; I was too.When I realized that I wasn't going to be of much help — even with calming him down — I retired to sleep. I woke up to being carried in someone's arms. My eyes fluttered open, meeting the sight of Alessandro's chin. I yawned sleepily, catching his attention."Go back to sleep, dolcezza, we'll be home soon," was what he said as though I couldn't heavily register the feeling of his
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