Yes, in more ways then one.

“Careful Carmesí, messing with a wounded bull might getcha the horns.”

Monika returns his intense stare. “For such a notorious gangster you sure do complain a lot.”

Orterres is not amused. He stands and leans in close to the unflinching bounty hunter.

“Last warning, Chichotas, you've got your prize, so get going, for you're playing with fire and you're about to get burnt.”

“Hmpt.” Monika dismissively rolls her eyes while dragging a single finger down Orterres' massive chest. “Do you really think someone whose first name is 'Red' is scared of a little fire?'”

With a burst of incredible speed and power Orterres grabs Monika by the opening of her vest, his fingers inserted deep down her cleavage, and lifts the buxom adventuress off the desk as if she was a rage doll.

“You've had this coming for a long time, Carmesí.” And with a powerful jerk, Orterres not only rips open Monika's vest, but also the halter top and racy bra underneath, causing her naked breasts to slip out. Pushing her tattered clothing behind her back the gangster slams the topless redhead back down on his desk.

Monika gasps in surprise and arousal while trying to vainly, though without much real effort, to squirm free from her clothing straightjacket. Unceremoniously Orterres casts off Monika's boots, weapons belt, wrap and pants with little resistance. The bounty hunter's last piece of modesty, a skimpy red thong, is simply torn to shreds.

“Oh fuck yes!” Monika excitedly groans as the gangster kneels down in front of his desk, his mouth descending on her aching and very swollen cunt. Screaming with uncontrollable passion, while writhing around on the desk, the bounty hunter endures the most savage tongue lashing of her life. With incredible skill and ferocity Orterres long and muscular tongue quickly tames the fiery redhead. With in a few minutes a thin sheen of sweat covers Monika's body while every muscles in her being begins to shudder as she is driven to the brink of a body shattering orgasm. When suddenly Orterres stops and stands up.

As Monika whimpers through gasping breaths in disapproval for being so cruelly denied, Orterres wipes his mouth and looks down at the writhing redhead. “I said when you came in that I wanted to hear you beg, I wasn't joking.”