“Baby snuggles and shopping.” Cleo wiggles her eyebrows, making the girls laugh.
“Our call with the Westies and Catalini’s is after the beginning of the year, yes?” Kai asks Callum, even though we both know the answer.
“It is.” Callum nods.
“Boys, no talking about work at the dinner table,” Cleo says sweetly.
“I apologize.” Kai nods.
“Sorry, Cleo,” Callum says.
The conversation moves onto safer topics. The girls all talk about shopping. Well, all except Nikita who picks at her food, keeping her head down. The only one at the table who seems to catch her attention is Emily. Us men focus on more mundane topics. Stock market, casino life, and stories from our pasts that have no bearing on our future. It’s all so normal. It’s actually kind of nice not worrying about work shit. Maybe Cleo has a point about taking some time off.
I wait a little while and turn the toy on again when she raises her wine glass to take a drink. She jerks again, the wine sloshing in the glass.
Declan makes a noise, and I look down the table at him. He’s got his hand up to his mouth, biting his knuckle to stop from laughing.
“You good?” Callum asks, his lips twitching.
“Yes, thank you,” Miya says through gritted teeth.
I pull my eyes away and see Kado staring at Miya with his head tilted to the side, trying to study her.
Poor guy has no idea what’s happening right in front of him.
Miya leans into me and whispers, “I’m going to fucking kill you.”
She’s squirming, her face turning red. The way her hand is now clutching my thigh, I know she’s feeling good.
I turn my head and brush my lips against hers. “If you kill me, who will pleasure you?”
She rolls her eyes and sits back in her seat. Trying to remain still.
“You look a little flushed, Miya. Do you need some water or something?” Cleo asks, looking concerned.
Seems little Cleo isn’t clued in either.
Miya shakes her head, biting her lip. Her breathing is growing a little heavier. I look around and note that the men have all focused their attention elsewhere. Cleo and Kado are the other ones paying attention.
I’m not about to let Kado see my girl come, though.
“It’s the wine, I bet. Kado, will you go get her some water?”
He nods, getting up promptly. Thankfully, Cleo follows behind him.
“I’ll show you where the glasses are.”
With everyone else otherwise occupied, I lean in, sucking her earlobe into my mouth. She hisses, her head turning to me.
“That’s it, good girl. Come for me right here in front of all of these people.”
She bites into my shoulder as my words push her over the edge, her body shaking with her release.
I quickly turn off the device as Kado makes his way back into the room. Poor guy looks so concerned as he hands her not only a glass of ice water but a wet paper towel that he mimes for her to put on her head.
She does as he asks, thanking him quietly as she sips on her water.
“Who has room for dessert?” Cleo claps from behind Kai’s chair.
