Chloe stayed bent over the desk. She was breathing hard, her legs like jelly. She didn't try to cover herself. The contract said she was available, and Damian was showing her off.
Marcus walked into the room, his eyes locked on Chloe's bare ass. "Damn, Damian. She's pretty. And wet, by the looks of it."
"She's very wet," Damian agreed. He walked around the desk and grabbed Chloe by the hair, pulling her up to stand. Her blouse was wrinkled, her skirt was a mess, and her face was flushed.
"Say hello to Marcus," Damian said. "He's my business partner. And my best friend. We share everything."
Chloe looked at Marcus. He was already unbuttoning his shirt. He was just as built as Damian. "Hello," she whispered.
"Get on your knees, Chloe," Damian ordered. "Take his c**k out."
Chloe dropped
