Impressing the Clients

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Marco's POV

Today's her last day with us. And honestly, I didn't want this day to end. I didn't want her to come home to his cheating, broke boyfriend. I wanted her to stay and have her every time I fucking want.

"Hey," Paula just woke up and hand reached for my face, "it's too early to look pissed." She kissed my shoulder from where she was laying her head. Mason was still asleep at the other side of Paula.

I grabbed her and laid her on top of me. Her bare breasts squished against my chest. She was looking at me, smiling. So fucking beautiful.

"Did you have fun last night?" I asked her as I ran my finger up and down her spine. "I did," she bit her lip, clearly picturing our threesome, "I enjoyed it very much."

'Then why the fuck do you have to go? We can give everything for you, why go back to your fucking loser boyfriend? I know for sure, if you fucking break up with him and be ours, you'd be taken care of in every way we can. But of course, except love. We don't do love. But then again, your fucking boyfriend doesn't love you as well so you'll be better off with us,' I replied mentally.

"Can't you just fucking stay?" I asked as I squeezed her ass. "Hmm," she breathed out, "you know I can't. My boyfriend is expecting me in the morning."

I didn't bother to argue with her. I knew I can't stop myself from telling her what I know about her boyfriend if I argue with her further. I just let her lay on me, she eventually relaxes her head and nuzzled my neck. Her breath was hot against my skin immediately turning me on, and given that it was early in the morning, my cock was very much alive and wanted her.

"Marco," she warned, "your cock is ruining this nice moment." I chuckled, "forgive him, he just wanted you so bad," I kissed her forehead. She hummed at my action, "then he'll have to fucking wait. I am enjoying this relaxing position right now." I smiled and nodded, savoring this moment as well. It's been too long since I cuddled with someone. It was weird then and it still is now. But the weirdness I felt now was a right kind of weird, if there's even such a thing.

I rarely have girls stay over for the night. I only agreed to a few of them to stay over, mostly because of my drunken booty calls or pick ups. But in the morning, I get up and go down straight to business. Every girl I've been with knew I don't do relationships, I am pure business and fucking.

Well, don't get me all wrong with relationships. I'm not fucking allergic to it. It's just a waste of time for me and my brother. We both realized it was not our thing. I mean, we knew relationships are a lot of work and we already have an endless fucking buffet of that in our businesses.

Not my thing. Not worth my time.

But for her, I'd be willing to stay and cuddle for a bit. I mean, it's just harmless cuddling. Besides, she gave us more last night than any girl I've been with. Can't speak for Mason, I didn't know every girl he's been with, but I was sure he's so fucking impressed with this girl on my chest as well.

"Marco?" she interrupted my thoughts as she lifted her head to look up at me. "Yeah?" I answered, waiting for what she wanted.

Please say 'fuck me'. I prayed.

She leaned in and kissed me. Her tongue asked for entrance and I very much welcomed her. Just as my grip on her body tightened, she pulled back, leaving me confused and wanting for more.

"I'm hungry," she said, "for food." I chuckled, always a fucking tease. She got off from me, put on my shirt and nothing else. Her nipple poked the cotton fabric and her ass was peeking a little as the hem hiked up a little as she walked. I bit my lip at the sight. "Marco!" She shouted, "feed me! Stop being a pervert for once." I just shrugged.