Impressing the Clients

67

I went into the car and waited for the twins. Maybe they had their fair share of 'talking' with Ian.

I was deep in my thoughts as I waited for the twins in the car. I broke up with him and admitted sleeping with the men who held him. I wanted to feel guilty but I didn't. It felt good to finally get that out. It was hard for me to give up my love for him, but I had to. And cutting my ties to him was just the first step.

'Time to move on, girl,' I told myself.

I can't say I was glad that they tortured him but I was sure that they could have done worse and I was just thankful they were patient enough and listened to me to not kill my ex. No matter how shit Ian was, no matter how I wanted to do it myself, he deserved his right to live. Besides, a quick death was such unsatisfactory way of making him pay for what he did. He had literally so much debt.

Then both car doors opened at the same time and the twins slid and sat on either side of me.

"Drive!" Marco shouted to the driver. The driver nodded and put the privacy window up.

As soon as the window was up, they both lunged into me. Mason grabbed my face and kissed me hard as Marco was unbuttoning my pants.

"Whoa, hey!" I stopped them both. "What's going on?" I asked them both with their sudden surge of lust.

"You looked at us, love," Mason answered as he bit my bottom lip, "with your 'fuck me hard' eyes." I gasped at the tinge of pain from his bite but it only turned me on.

"And you're finally single," Marco grabbed my face from Mason and gave me a wet tongue to tongue kiss. Oh, wow.

"Can't you wait until we get home?" I struggled under touches but they both held me steady.

"No," Mason gritted. "We're doing it right fucking now." Like always, little to no patience.

"It's only an hour drive and the fucking windows were barely tinted!" I complained.

"Doubles the fun," he mumbled. I remembered he mentioned that to me the first time he made a move on me in his office. He really liked the thrill of being caught. Marco was just making his way to remove my pants.

"Someone will see us!" I shouted at them as I struggled to untangle them from me. They both stopped and looked at me hungrily. Fuck me, why did they have to be so irresistible?

"You don't want this?" Marco spoke just as he cupped my pussy over my underwear. He began drawing circles against the fabric. I bit my lip to refrain my moans.

"The moment you dumped his sorry ass, I wanted to pound this fucking pussy right there and then," Marco gritted and continued with his circular movement. Mason snapped the hook of my bra from behind, under my shirt, and as soon as it came undone, he snatched it away, throwing it on the floor. I can only manage to whimper at their roughness.

"Maybe we should've done that," Mason added, "fucked you senseless in front of him and show him what he just lost." He ripped my shirt open and devoured my exposed breasts. Marco pulled my pants off completely and tore my underwear. Both torn fabrics were discarded on the floor like an old rug.

"Hey! I could've just taken those off!" I glared at them.

"We're in dire need to destroy you, love," he mumbled in between my nipple as Marco slipped two fingers in my pussy.

"Ah! Fuck!" The sudden pierce of pleasure sent my mind to go haywire.

"Remember your safe word, love," Mason whispered to my ears and licked it, "we can't hold back this time." His hand wrapped around my neck and squeezed a little.