Jah was always trying to handcuff a bitch. He hadn’t let my hand go, since we’d left our home. Our three little ones were antsy, jumping all over the place. Jahrae was using my hair for a handle and Jahrein Junior wanted everything he saw. Still, they were amuch needed distraction, because I really did not feel like holding a convo with Jah at the time.
As we boarded the plane I became nervous. Yeah, that was my third time flying but I wasstillnervous. Maybe it was because those other flights were centered on illegal activities. But the fear didn’t last long, because I popped a handle bar and fell asleep shortly after the plane took off.
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“Mommy, this is beautiful.” Jahrein Junior gasped, as we stood at the large oversized window that overlooked the scenery from our hotel suite.
We’d just arrived in the Bahamas. We were only in New York for one day to do some shopping. I found so much stuff to take back home. New York was ahead of Houston in fashion, so I was sure to turn heads with the new wardrobe. The Big Apple was quite an experience with all the people, but the scenery outside of Manhattan was nothing to write home about. I was starting to think that Jahrein should fuck up more often, though.
The Bahamas was an entirely different story. I had never seen something so beautiful myself. The water on the beaches was crystal clear. The sky was unblemished and I was more than ready to take a swim in the ocean. I was in paradise.
“This is some next level type shit here.” Jah said as he peered around. “Y’all like it out here?” he asked the kids.
“Yeah!” both Junior and Jhyrah yelled excitedly. The baby was clapping his little hands together. I had to smile. It felt great to see my children so excited.
“You like it, baby?” Jah asked me, as he took Jahrae out of my arms.
“Yeah, it’s nice.” I smiled. On the inside I was bubbling with joy. With all the things we’d been through I never imagined that life could be like this for us. Some people only dreamed about experiences like this. It actually made me question if all the pain I felt was fair exchange for this lifestyle.
“You see, I’ll do anything to make my wife smile.” he told me with a grin.
“Boy, shut up.” I blushed. He was gazing into my eyes and at that minute the only thing that mattered to me was him and our children.
“I’m serious. I’ll do anything for you.” he insisted never breaking our connection. It was so powerful that it sent chills down my spine.
See, this was the Jahrein that I absolutely adored. He could be very attentive and so in tune with my needs. Obviously, the shit had such a powerful impact that no matter what I couldn’t leave him.
We both prepared ourselves and the kids for dinner. We were going to a restaurant on the beach.
I took my time getting prepped for the evening. After I placed on an earth toned floral halter dress, Jah just stood and stared. “Damn, baby it seems like that ass gets fatter every year.” he commented. Those words struck a nerve with me, because the only time that my ass grew was when I’d get pregnant.
I glanced at the mirror and my ass was looking scrumptious. J-Lo aint had shit on me. If I was a man, hell I’d fuck me. I made my ass clap for him one time to put something on his mind.
“Don’t do a nigga like that.” he panted, as he wrapped his arms around my waist. Then he began nibbling on my neck. “You smell real good, mama. I might need to taste you right now.” he whispered.
I was hot too, but our kids were wide awake in the other room. “Later, my King.” I told him as I grabbed his humongous manhood. He loved when I called him my king.
“You better watch yourself.” he said as he slapped my ass. He released me and we gathered the children to go eat.
“Uh, mommy, look at the seagulls.” Junior pointed out, as we sat at the restaurant’s table.
I smiled at my smart son. The time I took to teach them was definitely paying off.
Jahrein looked on with astonishment. “Lil' Man, who taught you that?”
“Mommy.” Junior grinned.
Jahrein glanced my way. “Mommy, you on top of your job, huh?”
I shrugged. “If that's what you wanna call it.”
He nodded, as he openly stared at me.
I pushed my hair behind my shoulder. “Why are you looking at me like that?”
He chuckled. “Sometimes I gotta ask myself, how the hell are you so damn pretty. The shit is crazy. Baby don't ever have a bad day.”
I pursed my lips. “Laying it on thick, I see.”
