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Casey raises a brow at Andrian as she retreats from his grasp. “You don’t have to be here. I’m sure there are plenty of Russian women in the Bay Area.”
He snorts. “Eh. American pussy is better than no pussy.”
“I could probably say the same about Russian cock,” she retorts.
“American women love Russian dick,” he corrects her.
“Since when?”
“My girlfriend says American women—what is word—simp? American women simp for Russian men. All your naughty romance books are about Russian men. Russian men superior to American men.”
“Yeah? Is that why your athletes have to cheat in order to win against ours?”
Andrian frowns. Seeing his hand ball into a fist—I know that Andrian would have no qualms hitting a woman for the purpose of violence—I step in front of him.
In Russian, I tell him, “Don’t let her get to you. Let’s just enjoy her.”
He seems to back down but not without spitting to her, “American men are pussies. They let American women do what they want. Russian men, we know how to be tough, to be real men. That is what American women really want: real men to be in charge.”
Casey turns to me. “Your friend is really evolved.”
Looking to me, Andrian demands angrily, “What is she saying?”
“It doesn’t matter,” I reply in Russian. “You know how mouthy American women can be.”
Casey eyes me. “I didn’t know you speak Russian.”
Andrian turns to her. “Only Americans too stupid and arrogant to speak anything but English.”
“If we’re so stupid, how come we’re the richest country in the world? How come some of the best products come from America? Besides vodka, what’s your claim to fame?”
Seeing Andrian’s eyes bulge, I place myself between them again and face Casey. Her eyes widen after I slap her harder than I have before. It’s for her own good. If she keeps antagonizing Andrian, she’s going to get herself seriously hurt. Andrian’s ego is too large—or fragile—to allow slights on his manhood or his fatherland.
“Behave yourself,” I admonish her. She winces when I grab her by the hair on the top of her head. “You agreed to be a good sub. Get your act together or it gets ugly.”
From the look in her eyes, I scared her more than I intended, but I need her to take notice. Releasing her hair, I take a softer tone as I caress the side of her face. “Be good, and I’ll make sure we push all your buttons.”
That calms and intrigues her.
Stepping back, I say to the both of them, “We going to fuck or not?”
At that, Andrian nods and rubs his crotch. “Da,let’s fuck thisshlyukha.”
Chapter twenty
Kai
Andriantakesouthiscock and says to Casey, “Once you have Russian dick, you will simp for more. Like all American women.”
Casey only frowns as Andrian pulls and pushes his foreskin up and down his shaft.
“Should I take ass or pussy?” Andrian wonders aloud. He shoves Casey onto her stomach, then pries apart her butt cheeks to inspect her asshole. He pokes a finger into the puckered hole. “Yes, this is good. I tear it more open for you and fuck your bowels with cum.”
I take in Casey’s reaction. She doesn’t look ecstatic, but she hasn’t protested either. I toss a bottle of lube onto the bed.
Andrian dismisses it. “Is already wet.”
“Doesn’t hurt to use more,” I reply.
