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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"So let me get this straight, Omar invited you to spend the final week of our vacation with him?" Chaney asked with wide eyes, a knowing smirk playing on her lips.
Unbeknownst to her best friend, she had watched their interaction while they were yachting the day before, and it was clear Omar and Avery had a connection despite only knowing each other for a few days.
They had come to Turks and Caicos to let loose and enjoy themselves. Avery couldn't deny that Omar was the embodiment of her plans, adventure, and spontaneity. From the moment they met, there was an undeniable chemistry between them that seemed to transcend the boundaries of time. It was as if fate had intervened, bringing them together in this picturesque paradise.
Avery couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement at the thought of spending the final week of their vacation with Omar. She had been drawn to him since their first encounter. His zest for life was contagious, and she found herself craving more of his company with each passing day.
As Chaney continued to wear that mischievous smirk, Avery couldn't help but feel a slight pang of guilt. She hadn't mentioned anything about her growing connection with Omar to her best friend. But now, with Chaney's wide eyes fixed on her, it was impossible to hide the truth any longer.
Taking a deep breath, Avery decided to come clean. "Yes, Omar invited me," she admitted, her voice tinged with a mix of excitement and apprehension. "I know it may seem sudden, but there's something about him, Chaney. I can't explain it, but being with him feels like an adventure I don't want to miss out on."
Chaney's smirk softened into a gentle smile, her eyes filled with understanding. "I've noticed the way you two look at each other," she confessed, her voice filled with warmth. "It's like you've found a missing piece of yourself in him. Avery, life is too short to not indulge. If Omar is what you want, then I say go for it."
Avery felt a wave of relief wash over her. She had been worried about how her friends would react, fearing that her best friends might feel left out or betrayed. But Chaney's unwavering support only solidified the bond they shared.
"Did Avery tell you that Omar asked her to stay with him until we leave?" Brooke asked with a wide mischievous smile as she walked into her friend's bedroom that overlooked the glistening pool in the backyard and the beach beyond, which became almost invisible at nighttime.
"Yes," Chaney smirked. "Whatever Miss Avery Morgan got between her legs has him addicted."
Brooke burst into laughter, her mischievous smile widening. "Oh, Chaney, you always know how to put it bluntly," she chuckled.
As if Omar knew he was being spoken of, his name flashed across Avery's phone screen, making both of her friends laugh.
"Well, clearly I'm not wrong," Chaney smirked as she picked up Avery's phone, handing it to her.
