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Sin’s hand appeared from beneath Nairobia’s dress, and then his fingers were in his mouth, before sharing them with her.
Krista suddenly felt flush.
Nairobia said something, and both men laughed. And then Sin reached over and smoothed his hand up and down her leg while Saint’s hands were now loosely clasped around her hips. It was obvious she held both men’s attention, even after they’d fondled and fingered her. And judging by the way they were both enthralled by her, she’d probably have them both in her bed later in the evening—for a long night of fucking.
Krista frowned at the thought, but quickly averted her eyes back to her dinner plate when Nairobia’s gaze caught hers and she licked over her lips.
Krista reached for her napkin and then covered her mouth and coughed.
“Babe, you okay?” Kendall asked, giving her a concerned look.
Krista reached for the glass of water that had been set in front of her and took several large gulps. She dabbed her napkin at the corners of her mouth. “Yes, yes. I’m fine.” She placed a hand to her chest. Then cleared her throat. “Something caught in my throat.” This time she took a slower, smaller sip.
“Krissy, you all right over there,” LaQuandra asked in between bites of her swordfish. All she needed was a basket of Red Lobster’s cheddar bay biscuits and she’d be in heaven. “Why you over there all quiet?”
Krista ignored her.
LaQuandra laughed.
“Girl, leave Krista alone,” Brenda said, reaching over and wiping the corners of Roselle’s mouth with her thumb. “Krista, you know I got your back, girl.”
Krista offered her a smile. “Thanks.” And then her eyes went to Kendall as he ate one smoked oyster after the other. “Since when you like oysters?” she asked. All the years they’d been together, she’d never known him to (or seen him) eat a molluscan shellfish.
Kendall shrugged. “Felt like trying something different. You know. Step outside my comfort zone for a change. Wanna try it?”
Krista blinked. His snide comment hadn’t gone unnoticed. And yet she wondered if he were talking about trying an oyster or hanging upside down from a ceiling.
Kendall speared a smoked oyster and then reached over and offered it to her. Krista looked at his fork before opening her mouth. Kendall slid the fork into her mouth, and Krista nearly gagged as she chewed the mollusk.
She coughed into her napkin, discreetly spitting it out, before excusing herself to use the restroom, but not before glancing over to find Nairobia and her two conquests gone. Clearly, the skank’s propensity for threesomes would include those two.
“I’ll be right back,” Krista quickly said, standing to her feet.
Kendall nodded, and then looked up at the servers who returned to the table with yet another platter. And more drinks. Everyone was intoxicated enough; more rounds would more than likely seal their fates of having to crawl out of here, Kendall mused as he accepted another glass.
“It is almost time for dessert, no?”
Kendall blinked in the beautiful sight of Nairobia, and he found himself nearly speechless, as she stood before him in her form-fitting gown. Beneath the light, filmy fabric, Nairobia wore a bejeweled thong.
All chatter ceased.
“You are all enjoying yourselves, no?”
Everyone agreed; the women over smiles, the men over grins, their eyes dancing up and down the curves of her body, fantasizing, lusting, wanting.
“Good.” With drink in hand, Nairobia
called, “A toast.” She paused, glancing down at Kendall. “Wait. Where is your . . . lovely wife?”
“Restroom,” Kendall said sheepishly.
“I wait for her, no?”
Kendall shook his head. “No. You’re good.”
“Krissy’s ass ain’t drinking, anyway,” LaQuandra stage-whispered over at Brenda.
“Girl, stop,” Brenda said, biting back a laugh. “Behave.”
