Impressing the Clients

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Paula's POV

It's Marco.

"Who's that fucking man you're with?" His eyes filled with anger, looking at me through the mirror. I turned, faced him and crossed my arms, "none of your fucking business. I thought you knew everyone here personally. And why the fuck are you here?" He took a step closer, "this is my fucking villa, I go wherever I want. Now answer me, who the fuck was that?" he took another step, my face was just an inch away from his. "You can't fucking control me," I spat at his face then I turned back to the sink to wash my face.

Before I could even reach the faucet, he grabbed both of arms and yanked it to my back. "Ahh! Marco! Stop!" I protested.

Oh, boy. He wanted it rough.

He held me there in place tightly, "you were at our mercy last night, now you're dangling your fucking ass on someone else?" He told me, looking at me through the mirror while I was pressed forward, forcing my breasts to augment. By this position, I can clearly feel his cock against his shorts and my thin underwear. I squirm but he only held me in place tighter, his cock pressed harder against me.

"You're not going to dinner with him and you're not going to give him your number," he said in gritted teeth then he bit my shoulders.

"Ahh, fuck! You can't fucking tell me what to do," I said clearly struggling between lust and anger. His teeth grazed the outline of my shoulder to my neck sending me shivers down my spine.

"This fucking ass," his free hand reached my ass cheek and squeezed hard, earning a moan from me, "Marco, ahh!" He squeezed even harder and bit his lip, "is fucking mine." He then sucked on my neck hard. Pain and pleasure flooded my mind.

I moaned loudly, "please stop," My body contradicted my words as I bent my neck a little to the side giving him more access.

"You are fucking mine," he mumbled as he continued to suck. "Fuck, yes," I absentmindedly answered. My mind drowned in lust.

He growled and shoved my underwear to the side. He rubbed his fingers against my bare opening. I moaned his name once again, "Marco, ahhh."

"Fucking wet," he commented as he circled his finger around my opening, teasing me. "Don't tell me you're wet for that dumbass, I'm gonna be fucking pissed," he warned. I was biting my lip trying to suppress my moans.

Silly, since I've met both of you, I've only been wet for you and Mason. I mentally answered him.

"Are you wet for him or me?" He asked looking straight at me through the mirror. I did not answer him, I just breathed heavily. Anticipating his next fucking move. He put one finger inside abruptly, "answer me, Paula," he whispered against my ear. "For you, Marco, ahh shit," I answered with a breathy moan. "Good," he smiled wickedly and added another finger and slowly slides in and out of me.

"Please, stop," I begged though what I really wanted him was to continue and finish me. "Why should I stop when I can see you're clearly enjoying what I'm doing?" He asked as he started to finger fuck me deeply. "Marco, please," I begged. "Please, what?" Marco asked.

I was so torn if I should say 'fuck me' or 'stop'.

"If you don't give me an answer, I'll assume you want this to continue," he didn't wait for me to respond and roughly finger fucked me. I can hear my fluids squishing around my walls and Marco's fingers. "Hear that? Your pussy is clearly enjoying my fingers," he sucked my neck once again. I almost came when I saw visible marks on my neck and shoulder. He marked his territory. I'm his territory.

He let go of my arms and instinctively, I put my hands on the counter to support myself from losing balance. His hand grabbed my thigh and lifted it up to the counter. "Now, let's finish you, love. We promised not to torture you anymore," he held me in place and increased the speed of his finger fucking.

"Fucking hell, Marco! I'm close," I screamed and moaned, not in control of my body anymore. I was at his disposal.

"Go ahead, Paula. Cream my fingers," he encouraged as he continued fingering me roughly. The squishing inside of me became louder, almost sounding like it was about to burst. My knees were on the verge of giving out.

"Marco, I'm fucking cumming," I said weakly as my hips buckled uncontrollably. "I got you, love. Come for me. Let go," he whispered.

His words triggered my undoing. I fucking came so hard, liquid dripping down my thighs and Marco's forearm. He continued fingering me, letting me ride my high. "That's right, give it all to me. Every fucking drop, Paula," he sucked and bit my neck.

He finally let me go. My body gave out and my breathing was so ragged. That was so fucking intense. His fingers made me fucking crazy. What more if it was his cock?

"Get yourself clean, Paula. Go back to your friends and I'm keeping an eye at your new friend. See you at dinner, Carol cooked," Marco sucked his creamed fingers and open mouthed kissed me so I can taste myself. I moaned one last time. He let me go and exited the restroom.

I wanted to argue that he can't order me around. That I do what I fucking want. But right now, all I wanna fucking do is him and Mason.

I cleaned and composed myself. I fixed at the mirror and I saw the kiss and bite marks on my shoulder. Now, everyone's gonna know I did nasty stuff. He marked me as his. Literally like a fucking animal.

"Fucking Davidson," I mumbled and accepted the fact that I have some explaining to do when I get back to my friends.

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I went back to my friends and Carter. I saw they were drinking and bought me a glass, too. Such good friends. As I sat beside Carter, Kyle shocked us all with an over the top inhale while his eyes were glued to the marks on my neck to my shoulder, "honey, were you attacked?!"

I quickly covered my neck with my hand, "yeah, a vicious animal attacked me in the restroom," I joked a very true event.

"Wait, are you okay? Did someone assaulted you?" Carter removed my hand from my neck. "No, nothing like that. Don't worry about it," I just shrugged.

"Who did this to you?" Carter asked sounding very concerned.

"It's gotta be one of the Davidson beasts," Jackie beat me in answering Carter. She raised a glass to me and I raised mine, too, "a truly dangerous beast." Jackie and I downed our glasses and got us new ones.

Jackie got caught up at the bar, a handsome man came to him and I happily took the glasses from her hands so they can have a little time on their own.

"I didn't know you have a boyfriend, I'm sorry," Carter said as I got back from the back to get us drinks. "Yeah, it's okay. It never came up," I put our drinks on the table.

"How long were you with one of the Davidson twins? I didn't know one of them had a girlfriend. No offense," Carter carefully said to me. I just laughed and shook my head sideways, "honey, no. He's not my boyfriend. He's a client."

"Oh, I had no idea," Carter obviously took what I said the wrong way. "Oh, no, no! Not that kind of client!" Kyle laughed so hard, he ended up choking from his airway.

"The twins were our client to a construction project. The project is on-hold for now so we get to do some vacation here," I explained.

"Uhm, still doesn't make sense why one of them marked you," Carter said. Wow, he's dense.

"Look, Carter. What Paula's trying to say is that, she's taken but not by the Davidson twins. The twins are our client who happened to be very fond of Paula. And as you can see evidently, Paula likes it that way," Kyle explained briefly to Carter. "I see," Carter nodded and looked at me, seeing a tinge of judgement. I was a bit embarrassed but fuck yeah, that's what this was. I never cared what anybody thought about me, not gonna care now.

"Cheers to slutty Paula!" I joked and raised my glass. They both laughed and joined in.

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