*~*HER POV*~*

Does this man think I'm stupid? Does he really think I didn't catch him eyeing Jade? Unlike Lexi, I resign myself to the fact my boyfriend has ever-roaming eyes. It wasn't anything I could change and I couldn't blame him.

Jade's an attractive black woman with gorgeous wavy hair and an ass you could sink your teeth into. No doubt Dave wanted to do just that.

Would he flip out if I ask him to cool it?

It's early afternoon when we arrive at the villa. He steals a glance down Jade's legs and up her ass as she gets comfortable on the chaise with me. I follow his eyes over my coffee cup. Geez, he could've waited til we were on the yacht, at least.

"And, white boy, if you don't put those old googly eyes back in your head," Jade snaps at David and I bite my tongue to conceal my laughter. So she noticed as well. That's my girl! "I can feel a man's gaze from a mile away. Right in front of your woman, too?"

"I was just admiring--."

"Save it, honey," she continues ranting. "I know your type and if you don't quit it like a bad habit, I will make this time as uncomfortable for you as possible."

Yes! Whip him with that tongue!

David's eyes widen and he averts his gaze. I know the gears are grinding in his head, though. He likes the hunt...obviously. I reach over and stroke random curls. "Watch out...kitty's claws are out."

"I'm kinda feeling like the mouse she's gonna eat alive," he says with a smirk.

"I love you, but I can't wait for that show," I whisper cutely and snuggle up to him. He boops my nose and I wiggle it back in return. "Just watch out..." I look over to check that Janay was still playing with her bubble machine. "I tried talking to him like that and he handcuffed me and shoved his cock in my mouth with soap."

"I wish a motherfucker would," Jade says, firing up once more. "I'd have that bastard on his knees."

I shake my head, feeling a bit sorry for David. "He's not that bad," I say, trying to defuse the situation. "He just has a habit of noticing other women."

"Yeah, well, that habit needs to end," Jade says, sipping her coffee. "No matter how good he looks freshly showered in a towel."

David catches my eye and silently pleads for help.

I mercifully turn the conversation toward shopping, and he gives a sharp exhale. "So, baby, are there any must-have stores in St Barth that we need to check out?" I ask David and I trail my hands up his chest.

He visibly relaxes and leans back into the seat, his posture straight. "There's a great boutique on the main street that sells handmade jewelry," he says, his eyes lighting up with excitement. "And any designer worth a damn is in those shops."

"We'd need to bring our little Naynay with us," Jade says in a responsible tone. "My nails are begging for a touch up."

"Why don't you girls go out for a while? I'll stay and watch after this little princess...have some fun in the pool?" David asks our daughter, who jumps up and down in excitement. He stretches out in the lounge chair, his button-down shirt hanging open.

I bite my lip to keep my tongue at bay. Jade meets my gaze and we both shrug. "I could do with a little retail therapy," I say, then ask Jade, "You?"

Jade nods, her eyes lighting up with enthusiasm. "You said all expenses paid," she replies, a playful grin spreading across her face and he hands me his American Express. I hold it up in front of Jade. "I mean, when in Rome, right?"

I chuckle and stand up, brushing off my sundress. "Alright then, it's settled. David, you've got pool duty," I say with a teasing smile.

David chuckles and leans back with a relaxed expression. "Pool duty it is," he says, waving a hand dismissively. "Just make sure you bring back something nice for me, too," he adds with a wink.

As we head towards the door, I turn back to David, shaking my head in mock exasperation. "We'll see what we can do," I say, sharing a knowing look with Jade.

"Fwoaties!" Janay screeches happily and runs inside, presumably to tear my luggage apart, looking for her arm floaties and bathing suit.

"I swear, that girl has more energy than a pack of wild horses," Jade remarks, shaking her head fondly.

I laugh, nodding in agreement. "Tell me about it. Sometimes, I wonder if she has a secret battery pack."

"You heard the young lady," Jade cackles, "Floaties, Daddy! Fucking floaties!"

"Yeah, I'm on it," David laughs and stands from his chair, following the child's calls for him.

Jade and I exchange amused glances as we step inside, leaving David to his newfound "pool duty". Janay's excited squeals echo through the house as she searches for her swimming gear, undoubtedly causing a bit of chaos in her quest.

"I can't believe he volunteered to stay behind," Jade chuckles, shaking her head in disbelief.

"Right? I guess he's feeling extra generous today," I reply, laughing softly as we make our way to our rooms to change for our impromptu shopping spree.

The two of us quickly change into more suitable attire for our shopping adventure, trading in our casual poolside looks for something more chic and fashionable. We gather our essentials and head out the door.

I can't help but feel grateful for David's willingness to take on the responsibility of watching Janay...and in a pool of all things. This also gives me the opportunity for girl talk, which I desperately crave.

We hop in the Moke and make our way into the main shopping area of the island. The warm island breeze tousles our hair as we drive, anticipation building for our retail therapy session ahead.

As we navigate the vibrant streets lined with colorful shops and bustling cafes, I can feel the excitement bubbling within me.

"Where to first?" Jade asks, her eyes scanning the array of store fronts lining the street.

I hold up my fingers to show her and she does the same. "Nails...."

"Def nails," she agrees.

We scout the local salon and champagne is on offer once we ask for the full works. They begin with our nails and we're at stations next to each other. Jade wastes no time before digging into what she's thinking.

"So Mr Mercedes has a wife, huh?"

I sigh as she brings the inevitable topic back up. "Yes...and she was fine with the arrangement at one point. That's...that's just the kind of relationship they have."

"I can't imagine navigating something like that," she admits, her voice tinged with empathy.

"It's been a journey," I confess, feeling mixed emotions within me. "But we're trying to make it work, for Janay's sake, if nothing else. I just didn't realize he lied to her. Guess that was the breaking point."

"Was he a sugar daddy or something?"

"Deeper than a sugar daddy," I try to explain but fuck it sounds awkward. "But...yeah...and in the end, I'm the other woman."

The conversation takes on a more serious tone as we delve into the complexities of my relationship with David. The affair, traveling on tour...every kinky secret David and I shared. In fairness to our nail technicians, discretion is part of the job here and they were professional as darker topics unfolded.

We finish our third glass of champagne as the final touches are put on our manicures. She holds them up to show off the sparkle of rhinestones and pearlescent pink. I pay for the services and we stroll out arm in arm along the boardwalk.

"You need an LV to match," I suggest, leading her toward the Louis Vuitton store. "Nice big handbags to carry everything."

"Girl, you won't hear me say no," she cackles.

Inside, the store is full of limited editions and new releases. We examine the bags and pick out two matching ones. "Oh my gosh...how cute would DB look in this hat!" I grab it from the mannequin and shove it unceremoniously onto my head.

"I wouldn't have taken him as a Fedora kinda man," Jade pipes up, trying on a pair of sunglasses. "What do you think?"

"Stunning, as per usual," I respond with a grin, admiring her in the sunglasses. "Definitely a good look for you. And as for David and the fedora...you might be surprised."

The store assistants see us out with smiles and wishes for a return visit.

We explore various boutiques and high-end stores, trying on clothes and sharing laughs. Boho to chic, low-key to attention seeking. The island's charm seeps into our experience, making the day a delightful escape.

"You know how long it's been since I've gone out shopping for myself?" I ask Jade, admiring her newest braided hairdo.

"You know the last time a motherfucker paid for my hair?" Jade quips back.

"If you don't want DB dunking you in the pool, better say so. You gotta lay out rules with him," I reply and hand over the credit card.

"I'll kill him," Jade growls.

The day unfolds with laughter, exploration, and the simple joy of spending time with a dear friend. We immerse ourselves in the island's laid-back atmosphere, letting the worries of everyday life fade into the background as we indulge in ourselves.

After browsing through an array of designer boutiques and trendy shops, we eventually make our way back to the Moke, our arms laden with shopping bags filled with our newfound treasures.

"You know you could do better," she relents.

"Not someone who will care for me and Janay like David does." I pull the Moke into the villa driveway and shut off the engine. "Look, he's here to stay. Please just try to get along with him."

"Yeah, yeah...I'll play nice if he does," she laughs and shakes her head. "Long as you're happy."

"I am. And if his roaming eyes bother you, I'll talk to him."

Jade snorts in laughter. "Control your man."

*~*

"And for you..." I set the Fedora on his head and nod impressively. His golden curls peek out from under the expensive material. "Told you...it works."

Jade and Janay look up from their spot on the floor, a learning tablet between them. "Yeah...looks good, Mr. Mer--David."

At least she's trying.

He leans against the doorframe and slides a hand under my chin. I stare into his eyes as he smiles and sweetly presses his lips into mine. "I love it, baby."

I grasp his shirt and lead him from the room.

Ooh, how much I wanna tear that shirt off....

"One second, Jade, ok?" Jade nods and I duck away with David onto the balcony. The evening air is breezy and wrestles through the trees. "I just needed to talk to you for a minute alone."

David straightens up and his brow furrows. I run a steady finger over the crease. "What is it, babe?"

"Look...I know things are difficult right now for you. You know, with Lexi and everything being so...up in the air. And..uh...."

"Baby, it's okay. What is it?"

"I think...maybe there were some...mixed signals," I stutter and clear my throat. "With the whole you in a towel thing...but...well...she's uncomfortable with...uh...the looks you've been giving her. And to a point...so am I."

"Baby, I--."

"Dave...it's ok...She's gorgeous. I get it. But out of respect for her...please stop."

David's expression softens and he nods slowly. "I understand, baby. I'll back off a bit. I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable." He leans in and kisses me softly on the lips, capturing my bottom one between his. "I just...I don't want to lose you."

We stop for a moment when a car pulls up. "Delivery for Bryan."

"Thanks!" David calls out and waves. "Just set it up on the table." I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him closer, returning his attention to the issue at hand.

I nuzzle my nose in his neck and murmur, "You're not going to lose me, DB. Still your number one fan."

"I expect no less." He chuckles and leans in for another more passionate and heated kiss. The feeling is intoxicating, and I get lost in the moment, letting my worries melt away. Everything about him still makes me ache in the most private of places. "You still...uncomfortable?" His hand squeezes my ass.

Our lips part and I take a moment to drink him in. His curls are tousled from the kisses, and his fedora now sits askew on his head. He's always been a sight to behold, but in this moment, he looks even more irresistible.

"You're not mad?"

"For you speaking up? Of course not, baby," he whispers.

The delivery car moves on up the hill and I sigh heavily. "Come on, you," I say and tug him towards the villa. "Let me show you what I bought today."

He grins and follows my lead, his hand entwines with mine as we make our way inside. I lead him toward the living room. Jade and Janay watch us, both with curious expressions on their faces.

Sushi and various sides are set up on the coffee table with platters of rolls and slices of seafood. Janay already has one on a small plate.

"Everything okay, you two?" Jade asks and I give her a thumbs up behind David's back. I show him my new sundress and bikini, both of which earn a small, low growl.

"You know I'll need a private fashion show later, baby," he smirks, hand sliding down my ass.

I roll my eyes and swat at him playfully. "Is that all you think about?"

"Sex takes up a relatively small part of my brain," David declares proudly.

"Could've fooled me," I laugh and poke at his belly.

He drops onto the couch. I grab a bottle of wine and join them around the coffee table. The open window allows for a steady breeze, and I welcome it.

"So, Dave," Jade says, taking another piece of sushi and tries to sound casual. "Why St Barth? Why not...other places all the rich white folks go?"

"This is where I come to disappear," David replies, washing down his sushi with wine. "No paps...no fans...no bullshit. I have zero exposure here and it's fantastic." He glances at me with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "And who better to disappear with than my beautiful girlfriend and our daughter?"

I smile at him as he wraps an arm around me. "You certainly know how to make a girl feel special," I tease and poke him in the ribs. "But don't worry, I won't tell the press where you're hiding."

He laughs and leans in for another kiss. "I appreciate the discretion, baby. And yours too, Jade."

Jade nods serenely and takes a sip of her drink. "Xandria and Janay are like family, after all. So this wife of yours...."

"Jade...," I whine.

"I just wanna make sure she won't try to hurt you or Janay," Jade clarifies.

"If she comes within six feet of my daughter," I begin through gritted teeth but David's hand finds mine and gives it a delicate squeeze. "She broke into my home where Janay and I are supposed to feel safe. Now I'm scared to be there alone."

Jade throws a nasty glare at David who has the good sense to look away sheepishly. "Hear that, Mr. Mercedes? She's scared to be alone. You need to fix this shit."

David sighs and nods, his gaze still averted. "I know, Jade. And I will. I'll make some calls and set up a security detail for the villa. Xandria and Janay will be safe there." He looks at me with concern in his eyes. "And I promise I will deal with Lexi."

"I know you will, baby," I smile and stretch over for a kiss.

As the evening wears on, we finish our food and drinks and settle into a comfortable routine. Janay heads off to bed with Jade, leaving David and I alone in the living room. We lounge on the couch, talking about nothing in particular, content in the simple pleasure of each other's company.

Blue light from the TV baths us in a cool glow. The breeze from outside ripples through the curtains, bringing with it the sounds of the waves crashing against the shore. It's one of those perfect nights that make you feel like everything in the world is as it should be.

My fingers play with his shirt buttons and lightly trace his chest tattoo. His heart beats steadily under my hand, matching my rhythm. The warmth of his body seeps into mine, and I place sweet butterfly kisses down the center.

"Too bad you two don't get along," I whisper and my hand finds his crotch. A slight pressure and his eyes flutter. "I bet she'd give you a run for your money."

"She'd probably tie me up and beat me," David chuckles and plays with my dark locks. "Or maybe you should. Teach me a lesson."

My leg rests across him and my toes tease his. "You think you deserve that?"

"I think I do, baby. I've been a bad, bad boy."

I lean closer, my lips dangerously close to his. "You deserve more than just a lesson, David Rashbaum. You deserve punishment." My hand moves slowly, teasingly up his chest, feeling the soft flesh beneath my fingers. "But unlike you...," My lips are close to his ear, and I take a sweet nibble. "I'm creative. And petty as fuck."

His wide eyes glint in the TV light as I crawl up to straddle his hips. My hands trace his jawline, and his stubble prickles against my palm. Our lips brush against each other, our breaths mingling.

"You're going to regret this, David."

He licks his lips, and his eyes darken with arousal. "I doubt it, baby."

"You sure about that, Mr Mercedes?"

David looks over my shoulder and mutters, "Shit."

"Something wrong?" I ask and gyrate my hips in circles.

"He must be hard as a rock," Jade says, "He hasn't pulled his tongue off the floor."

"Naughty boy," I tease in a sing-song tone. "What did I just say?" I enunciate each word with a rock of my hips. He has to fight a grunt that threatens to escape and, instead, whimpers. "What a pathetic excuse for a man."

"This is what you wanted to see, wasn't it?" Jade holds her hands out and turns 360 degrees to show off her body. Her very nude, smooth and silky body. He looks to me then back to her.

"Ok...you two win," he stammers quickly. "I'm a piece of shit. My dick hurts. My balls are tight and I need to jack off if I'm not getting fucked tonight."

Jade and I giggle. "Did you hear that?" She asks.

"I did...was it just me or has he started begging?" I reply, continuing as though he's not there. "Wanna see it?" I slide down his lap and fiddle with his shorts.

His eyes widen as my fingers tease the waistband. "No no no," he pleads, his voice shaking with desire. "Please, don't do this, baby."

I glance up from his button and smirk at my man, whose cheeks flush with arousal. "Red?"

"No," he says with a shake of his head. "Green...If you are...."

Mmm...good boy.

I slip his shorts down, exposing his hard cock. I kiss the crown, feeling the warmth and the pulse under my lips. He swallows thickly and locks his eyes on me, watching every movement with a mixture of anxiety and anticipation.

"You want this, don't you?" I whisper, my breath hot against his cock.

He shakes his head, but his body betrays him. His cock twitches in my hand, and a low moan escapes his lips. "No," he whispers again, but his voice is weak and unconvincing. "I can't...I shouldn't."

"But you want it, don't you?"

His eyes close as he nods. "Yes," he breathes. "I want it."

"Mmm, that's a good boy," I purr, "I've spent so long bragging about you. Don't fucking let me down." I glance over to Jade and the pussy she's showing off. "Come here, beautiful...."

*~*HIS POV*~*

Sweet Jesus, these women are gonna kill me. First, my roaming eyes were an issue. Now...well...now! I watch as my kitten crawls off me, leaving my cock hard and dry, and kneels between her friend's legs.

Oh! Oh...shit....

"No touching," she purrs at me and tosses her shirt at my face.

So tits and a free show? Fuck yeah!

I settle back against the couch, enjoying the view as Jade parts her legs wide. My kitten begins to lick and tease between those sweet, dark folds. Jade's moans fill the room, and I can't help imagining what it would be like to have my mouth there instead.

To feel her warm juices on my lips.

Man, didn't you JUST promise not to ogle other women?

My cock twitches at the thought, and I reach down to stroke myself. The sight before me is so fucking sexy, and I let myself get lost in the sensations. Xandria works her magic on Jade, her tongue darting in and out with practiced precision.

The primal heat rises in my chest and it's hell not joining in.

She said no touching...so no touching!

I know that would be a foolish move. My kitten would get mad at me, and I don't want to upset her. Instead, I breathe deeply and try to focus on the pleasure.

Slurp...slurp...slurp...

Jade's tits shimmer in the dim light. What I wouldn't give to just taste a nipple...just for a moment.... But I restrain myself, knowing that my kitten would only punish me further. My hand moves faster, rubbing up and down my shaft in a desperate attempt to relieve the tension.

The dark-skinned Goddess moans grow louder, her hips bucking against Xandria's mouth. I can see her wetness spread and my kitten suckles at that sweet fucking clit. Jade arches her back.

God, she must be close.

My cock is hard and throbbing, begging for release. I squeeze my hand tighter, my breath coming in short gasps. Fuck, I wanna be in there...to be inside Jade as she comes. But I know that's not my place. I just have to sit back and enjoy the show.

Jade tenses up and cries out. Her body trembles as she hits her peak, juices splashing over Xandria's face. The two women collapse in each other's arms, gasping for breath. I watch them, feeling a surge of pride and lust. But I can't help feeling jealous.

Xandria glances over to me and smirks, her lips shining. "Want a taste?"

I nod eagerly, unable to resist. She crawls over to me and presses her lips to mine, her tongue swirls around and I savor the taste of Jade's juices. She pulls away and licks her lips, her eyes glowing with satisfaction. "You're such a good boy," she purrs. "I'm proud of you."

I grunt as a warm something engulfs my cock and look over to see Jade cradling it in her hand. She leans in and licks the tip, before taking it into her mouth. The sensation of her lips and tongue moving up and down is almost too much to handle.

She moans around my cock, taking it deeper with each thrust. I can't help but thrust my hips forward, wanting more. Her lips are soft and wet, and her tongue plays along every inch of my shaft. She sucks and licks until my cock is throbbing and twitching in her hand.

Jade wiggles her ass in the air. "She was right...you do taste good."

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