Impressing the Clients

73

Paula's POV

I woke up early. Yesterday was just about taking care of two men. I cooked them some native food my parents used to cook for me, thankfully they liked it. A lot, in my opinion. They straight up cleaned every plate I gave them. Then some cuddling and some occasional touching, nothing too provocative though. As much as I missed them sexually, it's not what they needed right now.

I went down to the kitchen to prepare them some breakfast. When I arrived at the kitchen, I saw Clint tending to his cup of coffee.

"Oh," I was surprised to see him this early. "How long have you been here?"

He smiled at me and just shrugged. "Morning. Just a few minutes. I let myself in, I figured they were still snoring in bed with you."

"Something important to discuss? I can wake them up for you," I told him as I put on the apron over my oversized white shirt from Marco and tiny underwear. Good thing Marco's shirt was long enough for my ass to be covered, I didn't expect any visitor.

"Nah," he replied before he sipped his coffee. "I'm handling business and security stuff for them today. They needed a time off. I just wanted to check on them after what happened to—," he stopped himself from mentioning Mark.

The air in the room suddenly felt heavy. Mark was a big part of these men's lives and now they had to continue on without him. There was no time to mourn. Their responsibilities was indifferent of the situation.

"That's very thoughtful of you," I gave him a small smile then turned to the stove and preheated the pan. "Want some breakfast?" I asked without bothering to turn to him.

"No, I was just finishing up my coffee then I'll assemble their men for some new security protocols. I'll handle their business, you just make sure they're well rested."

"Yes, sir," I replied sweetly as I cooked.

He coughed out to which I turned to see what happened. "Don't do that, Paula." He reached for a napkin and wiped out the coffee that spilled out of his mouth.

"Oh, sorry. Didn't know it was your thing too," I laughed loudly.

"I'm just a little deprived on that department lately and the only person I wanted to, you know," he admitted as he stood up and gulped the rest of his coffee, "was your exceptionally difficult friend," he continued.

"Difficult is putting it lightly," I smirked at him. He really got it bad for Jackie.

I went back to the bedroom with a big tray on my hands. Pancakes, scrambled eggs, bacon strips, and pineapple juice for the sleeping giants inside. I carefully put down the tray by the bedside and crawled onto the bed, giving them both light kisses.

Mason was still fast asleep while Marco groaned as he fluttered his eyes open.

"Hey, handsome," I smiled at him and gave him a peck on the lips. "I made breakfast."

He smiled at me and grabbed me harshly back for a much deeper kiss. I was taken by surprise for a second but eventually leaned in as our tongue fought. He put my whole body on top of his, making my pussy rest on his half alive cock. And of course, I loved it.

I groaned at friction of his growing cock. I pulled back and put my index finger on lips. "Eat first before anything else," I ordered.

But I guess he was not in the mood for food right now as he sucked my index finger that was on his lips. I watched him suck my finger and I was completely lost at the sight. My lips lightly parted in hunger.

He was so fucking hot.

"Right now," he seductively murmured, "you're the one I wanna eat." I involuntarily bit my bottom lip at the anticipation of what he just said.