Erotic acts are instinctive; they fulfil a role in nature. The idea is familiar, but it is one that contains a paradox: there is nothing more natural than sexual desire; there is nothing less natural than the forms in which it is manifest and satisf...
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Growing tired of the sporadic knocks on her bedroom door, Avery sighed getting up from her seat at the vanity. Dropping her lipgloss and wallet into her purse so she could leave the room.
Although she was a little hot and annoyed, she was in a pleasant mood.
The islands of Turks and Caicos were definitely some of the most beautiful islands she'd ever been to and the eight bedroom villa that was theirs for the next week and a half made her feel as though they'd stepped into a cover of Architectural Digest.
"I'm here, I'm here!" Avery called as her heels clicked against the marble floors, as she walked into the kitchen where her girls lounged.
"Finally!" Chaney sighed dramatically as she stood to her feet.
"Don't be a drama queen, we're not even late."Avery said as she checked the time on her watch to see that the night was still incredibly young.
"Regardless, the car is outside and I'm ready to shake my ass." Brooke said as she wound her waist playfully before grabbing her phone and purse.
When the ladies were sure that they weren't leaving anything behind, they left the villa getting into the awaiting car.
The club came under recommendation from a friend that had vacationed on the island before and described it as 'the best spot on the island'.
It was no one's birthday, but none the less, the trip was a celebratory one.
In the first year a junior partner at her firm, she absolutely smashed her targets and found herself being mentioned with some of her firms heaviest hitters.
Although her career was everything she worked for, there was no denying how demanding it was.
It felt incredible to get away from work and life back home in Atlanta.
On the ride over to the club, the girls rode with the windows down, enjoying the island breeze as it moved over their bodies and through their hair.
When they arrived, they were pleased to find that the recommendation for the club wasn't an exaggeration.
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