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“Very well,” Nairobia said. And then she lifted her glittering crystal glass. “To passion, and the heated pleasures that it brings.”
“To passion,” everyone said, raising their drinks. LaQuandra rolled her eyes at Isaiah as she downed her drink. He shook his head. Drunk-ass, he thought as he decided not to monitor her drinking. As long as she didn’t try to start her shit, Isaiah was fine with her stumbling around, making a fool of herself.
Nairobia’s eyes landed on Kendall. “I will entertain you while your wife freshens up, no?”
“Uh, sure,” he stammered, trying to keep his gaze from peering at her jeweled crotch. He shifted in his chair as Nairobia smiled at him, pulling out Krista’s now empty chair and sliding her voluptuous ass onto its seat.
“Um, excuse us, ladies and gentlemen,” Brenda said as she rose from her chair. “My man and I have a date down on the beach.” She shimmied her shoulders. “So if you all don’t mind. We’re out. C’mon, baby.”
Roselle hopped up from his seat. “You ain’t gotta tell me twice.” He gave Isaiah a fist bump, then put his fist to his chest at Kendall, who did the same.
“Their fire still runs hot for each other,” Nairobia said as she eyed Roselle. She circled the rim of her glass with one delicate finger and Kendall found himself wondering what her finger would taste like in his mouth.
He quickly shook the thought. And then chuckled. “Yeah. They can’t seem to keep their hands off of one another.”
Dr. Dangerfield smiled. And then she stood as well. “Nairobia . . . lady”—she glanced over at LaQuandra—“and gentlemen, it’s been a long night. I am retiring. Mr. Evans . . . give Ms. Evans my regards when she returns.”
He nodded. “Will do.”
Nairobia held up her glass. “Good night, my darling. You’ll find gifts waiting for you at your villa when you arrive.” A sly smile eased over her lips. “Enjoy.”
Dr. Dangerfield caught the glint of mischief in her eyes and smiled. “Oh, I’m sure I will.” She said her goodbyes, then sauntered off, leaving LaQuandra, Isaiah, and Kendall in the company of Nairobia.
“Isaiah, you wanna go down to the beach?” LaQuandra asked sweetly. The moon was bright, the stars were twinkling overhead, and the alcohol flowing through her veins was pooling between her legs. And her pussy was soaked in heated need.
Isaiah gave her a look, and then frowned. “Nah. I’m good right here.”
“You sure?” she asked with pleading eyes.
Isaiah felt Nairobia’s gaze on him, and then solemnly shook his head. He sighed. “A’ight. C’mon.” He gulped back his drink, then stood. He decided LaQuandra could suck him off while he fantasized about having his dick balls-deep inside Nairobia.
It was the least she could do—for being such a whiny, nagging bitch.
LaQuandra reached over for Dr. Dangerfield’s glass and then drained the rest of what was left of her drink, before giving Nairobia and Kendall a two-finger wave. “Nite-nite,” she said. And then she followed Isaiah toward the winding stairs that descended down to the beach.
“There is no love in his eyes for her,” Nairobia stated once they were no longer in earshot. “She has drained him, empty.”
“Wow,” Kendall said as he regarded her. God. She was fine, he thought. And Kendall felt like a horny adolescent boy sitting here with a hard-on. “What do you see when you look at Krista and me?”
Nairobia regarded him thoughtfully. “I see a man full of sexual energy, a man full of passion and hot need . . .”
Kendall blushed. “And my wife, Krista?”
Nairobia feigned a yawn. “She’s a bore, my darling. She will never surrender to your desires, or her own.”
Kendall didn’t know if he should laugh or shrink in his seat at her honest assessment. “Is there hope? For any of us?”
Nairobia’s gray eyes bore into him. “There is hope for those who believe in what they have, my love.” And then with a lazy grin, Nairobia dipped her forefinger into her glass and stirred her drink, then sucked it between her lips, causing Kendall to nearly groan.
“Do you believe, my darling?” Nairobia asked.
Kendall gave a slight shrug. He didn’t know what to believe anymore. “Sometimes,” he said. Damn. The drinks. He hadn’t really meant to say that. Or had he?
Nairobia licked over her lips. “Good loving does not exist in your life, no?”
“I-I, well . . .”
Kendall attempted to rise to his feet when he spotted Krista walking in, but stopped himself. “I was wondering what happened to you. We were just talking about you,” he said as he quickly sat back in his chair.
