That momentary shock on his face was more than enough to make Nadia feel vindicated for being taunted. Knowing that she had taken him by surprise and set him off balance, even for a moment, was a victory. She felt sure she was going to pay for it, of course, and when his jaw set and his grin returned she knew whatever he was thinking wasn't going to make her happy.<br/><br/>She didn't realize just how true that was until his hands slipped between them. Nadia had plenty of spunk to go around, but her body still went stiff when she felt the button of her jeans slip loose. A shiver went up her spine and her cheeks flamed a bright pink as she listened to the sound of her zipper going down. Even so, she remained glaring up at him, flat refusing to be intimidated by him.<br/><br/>His thumbs hooked inside her waistband and she held her breath as he slid them down her legs. Her thin bra and the light fabric of her shirt did nothing to hide the fact that her nipples hardened from the way his chest rubbed against her. The tingling sensation set her heart to pounding in her ears. Despite her embarrassment, she quickly came to the realization that this was the most sexually thrilling thing that had ever happened to her. She wasn't a virgin, she had had sex before... but nothing that had gotten her blood up this much and so quickly. The thought nearly broke her will, but Nadia tightened her grip on the table, refusing to let go or back down.<br/><br/>His chin came to rest on her shoulder and she growled at him as he whispered to her. The small sound was muffled against his shoulder, likely hidden from the rest of the room, but it was an easy way to tell him she was not at all pleased with the fact that he was having so much fun with this. Even so, when he let her jeans fall, Nadia slid her body against his in a slow, side to side motion as she worked her feet out of her sneakers and her jeans farther down her legs. When they bunched around her ankles, she stepped out of her jeans and kicked them, and her sneakers, to the side.<br/><br/>She was standing in her tank top, a half buttoned-up guy's shirt, and a lacy pair of green boy-shorts in the middle of a room that suddenly seemed packed with people. Her softly tanned skin warmed and turned pink as shyness threatened to undo her nerve. The talk back and forth from the others was little more than background noise to her as Carl's hands settled on her ass and squeezed. She nearly came up on her toes in a reflex to get away from being so intimately fondled, but her grip on the edge of the table forced her to endure it in silence. She wanted to run, but there was no where to run to.<br/><br/>She flinched at the sound of Jun being spanked off to her side. The sound of her crying out was even worse. Nadia promised herself then and there that she would not scream, no matter what he did. Carl asked if she was ready, and Nadia didn't know what she wanted to do more... smack the grin off his face or kiss him? His fingers moved against her skin as she struggled to work up an answer and that light touch made her shiver in his arms. He didn't miss it and Nadia's blush got worse.<br/><br/>"I'm as ready as I am ever going to be," she hissed at him, entirely unwilling to admit that she was enjoying this a lot more than she thought she was going to. Fuck, was she starting to want this to happen? "Get on with it."