Impressing the Clients

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Paula's POV

Suddenly felt conscious, all my anger turned to embarrassment. I caged myself in.

"Is she embarrassed, Marco?" Mason playfully asked as if I was not standing in front of them. "I think she is, what happened to the sassy Paula who came in?" Marco teased as he approached me.

"I'm only here to walk you through the report," I spoke up looking at them, trying to regain my confidence. "I am so fucking pissed on both of you, assholes," I said trying to sound angry.

"Is pissed the only thing you feel toward us?" Mason stood up as approached me at my back. They are both caging me, standing too close to me. I cannot let them intimidate me.

"Of course, now can we please get this meeting over with?" I looked up at them. They were both staring at me, ready to devour me like their prey.

"Are you in a rush, love?" Mason asked me. "Yes, my friends are waiting in the car outside. We're going out for tonight," I said bravely looking into his eyes.

"With this clothing?" Marco asked me as he traced the strap of my top, going down the lace on my breasts with his finger. I breathed heavily and recovered quickly. I spat at him, "I wear what I want."

"We can't let you out with this clothing," Mason said closely at my ear. "I don't fucking need your permission," I said in gritted teeth.

"We don't need yours, either," Marco whispered then he smashed his lips on mine.

Not again, fuck.

I small lump of whimper came out of my throat in shock of what he just did. He kissed me firmly. My mind was too clouded and my lips started to betray me.

I moved in sync with him. Fuck, it felt so good.

I felt Mason snaked his arms around my waist and started kissing my neck. Oh my fucking god.

They're both kissing me. And I motherfucking loved it.

I let out a moan and both of them groaned in approval. Marco's tongue swirled around mine and it fucking made me wet instantly. His hands reached for my breasts and kneaded both. "Ahh, fuck yes Marco!" I exclaimed in between kisses.

My mind was not working anymore. The lust took over me.

Mason's hand slowly travelled down to my navel, slipping his hand inside my pants. "Let's see how pissed you are," Mason whispered as he continued his hand down until he reached my clit.

"Looks like you are so fucking pissed," Mason said as he bit lightly on ear.

He pinched it, making me gasped, "ahh! Mason!" He started circling my clit with his fingers.

Marco's hands detached from my breasts and reached for my blazer. Guiding me to remove them. I willingly followed.

"Good girl," Marco whispered through my mouth. "Now, let's see how delicious these breasts are," he left my mouth as his lips travelled down to my  shoulders.

"Tell us, Paula, who would you rather have?" Mason asked, continuing his torture on my clit. Just as Marco's lips reached my breasts, only the sheer fabric between his lips and my nipple. "Fuck! It feels so fucking good," I exclaimed.

At this point, I can't control my moans anymore.

"Choose, Paula," Mason demanded as he slipped one finger inside me.

I can't think, I can't choose. This was too good to be true. I mustered everything I can to speak, "ahh, shit, no one."

Marco moved the thin fabric away and bit my bare nipple, "no one?" He asked.

"I can't choose, ahh fucking hell," I tried to speak as they both continue to torture me.

"I won't let you come if you won't choose," Mason plunged his finger deeper into me.

"Ah, fuck! Please," I pleaded.

"Please what?" Marco asked then sucked on my nipple hard. Mason added another finger.

"Please don't make me choose!" I moaned loudly. The torture was so intense.

"You're saying you both want us?" Mason spoke as he nibbled my ear and picked up the pace of fingering me.

Fuck, yes I want you both.

"Fuck, don't stop please," I groaned and my hips began to buckle.

"Answer and we'll give it to you," Marco kept sucking, biting and kneading my breasts. Mason started finger fucking me deeper and faster and his other hand squeezing my ass.

"Please let me cum," I pleaded and refused to answer their question.

Just as I was about come, a loud knock was heard at the door. "Sir, an emergency!" One of their men shouted.

I hurriedly detached myself from them and pulled my pants back up. They both looked at me, frustrated with lust.

"Not a fucking good time, Mark!" Marco shouted while yanking me back to him, staring at me full of desire. They caged me again, picking up where we left off.

"It's Clint, sir! He had an accident on the way home!" The man on the other side shouted. I broke free from them, fixed myself and so did they.

"What now?" Mason murmured as he readjusted his cock inside his pants. By the silhouette formed in his pants, he was fucking huge. Shit!

"One sec!" Marco shouted as he readjusted himself as well. He's just as fucking huge as his brother. What did I get myself into?

I quickly brushed off any thoughts about their cock and put on my blazer.

"Another time, love," Mason whispered as he licked the fingers that were inside my pussy moments ago.

Oh, fuck me. He looked so fucking sexy.

Marco opened the door. We all straightened up and Mark, the man at the door saw us, looked down embarrassed.

"I'm sorry to disturb you," Mark apologized still looking down.

"This better be fucking worth it," Mason followed Mark as they head down the hallway.

Marco stood still by the door looking at me as he bit his lip, "go now, love. Your friends are waiting." I only nodded and went down the stairs.

"One way or another, I'll have you," he swore audibly.

My knees almost gave out. What if I want them to have me? What if I don't fucking care anymore and just let them do what they want with me?

Stop, Paula! This is getting worse, now I want them so bad.

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