No accent.
Inwardly, he smiled.
Moving slowly, he slid his fingers inside her while he grabbed her ass with his other hand and held her in place. She was trapped, she was moaning pretty good, and she was about to unravel all over him.
“Yes, yes,” she whispered as he swiped his thumb over her swollen clit. “Daddy wants to make his baby come so hard. Lick me, Daddy.”
He began circling her pearl with his tongue and she pressed herself against his mouth. Faster and faster he went until her moans turned to cries.
And then, he finger-fucked her hard and fast, and so damn deep.
She shuddered and shook, her body jerking hard as the orgasm overtook her. She fisted his hair in her hands and cried out, her knees buckling.
Damn, she’s a horny one.
He rose and held her. Her eyes fluttered open. She kissed him. His tongue pressed into her mouth, she stroked it with hers, the force of her dirty kiss had him grinding against her. She grabbed his ass, squeezed, then broke away, panting hard.
“Take off boots.”
And the accent and broken English are back.
He toed them off before she removed his sweater, then stared at the gun in its holster.
“You’re packing heat?”
That was very American.
He removed the pistol and holster, set both down on the table.
She had his black jeans off in seconds. Without hesitation, she slipped her hands inside his boxers, tugged them over his erection, letting them drop to the floor. After he stepped out ofthem, she cradled his ball sack with one hand, stroked his shaft with the other.
“Condom?”
Barbi liked to get down to business… and fast.
He fished it from his pocket, rolled it on. Instead of rushing to the bed, he paused to remove her bra. While caressing her phenomenal tits, he pulled her pert nipple into his mouth and he sucked. Hard.
Excitement oozed out of him. When he bit her nipple, her gasp sent lust pounding through him.
“Love that,” she murmured.
She ran her hand over the bandage on his shoulder. “How’s your strength?”
“You ready for me to take you from behind?”
“So ready.” The bed had only a fitted bottom sheet, so she crawled on, glanced back at him. “Fuck me good.”
He stood at the side, pulled her close and caressed her ass. Before penetrating her, he reached around, fondled her breasts.
“In me,” she ordered. “You can play with the girls next.”
“Bossy Barbi.” He grabbed his cock, stroked it over her glistening folds, then positioned himself at her opening. She was tight, so he took his time working his way in.
“You okay?” he asked.
“Mmmm, yes,” she replied as she lowered herself so he could sink inside her.
In and out he thrust, until his massive cock was nestled deep inside her. He hadn’t stopped moaning, the pleasure pounding through him at a maddening pace.
