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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Cassidy playfully raised an eyebrow as she settled herself on her older sister's bed, observing Avery's deliberation over her outfit for the day. "So, let me get this straight. You claim it's all casual, but you've practically been inseparable from Omar every single weekend since you came back from Turks and Caicos?" she teased.
Avery paused for a moment, her fingers gliding over the denim fabric of her jeans as she contemplated her response. With a mischievous twinkle in her eyes, she finally admitted, "Well, technically, it's been pretty low-key." She couldn't help but downplay the undeniable bond she shared with Omar, wanting to keep things light and uncomplicated.
Avery couldn't help but cast her mind back on their previous encounters, the way he claimed her entire being. She'd never experienced such a domineering man, and it both intrigued and excited her. She knew that her connection with Omar was anything but casual, despite her attempts to convince herself otherwise. Their chemistry was undeniable, and every weekend spent together only solidified their attraction.
But Cassidy wasn't easily fooled. She knew her sister too well to buy into the nonchalant act. With a knowing smile, she leaned back against the pillows and said, "Low-key, huh? I guess that explains why you're going to watch his alma mater take on my school in a football game. We both know you have absolutely no interest in football. I have no interest and I'm a student there."
Avery's cheeks flushed slightly, betraying her attempt at nonchalance. She shifted uncomfortably on the bed, avoiding Cassidy's gaze. "Okay, so maybe I like spending time with him," she admitted sheepishly. "But it's not like I'm head over heels or anything. We're just having fun, you know?"
Cassidy raised an eyebrow, a knowing smirk playing on her lips. "Oh, I bet you are," she replied, her voice laced with amusement. "But let me remind you that 'just having fun' doesn't usually involve watching football games and spending every weekend together. You might want to reconsider your definition of 'just having fun'." Cassidy couldn't help but tease her sister, enjoying the opportunity to playfully interrogate her. It rarely ever happened.
Avery allowed her sister to ramble on. If Cassidy knew the true extent of their intimacy, she wouldn't let her hear the end of it.
Hell, while on vacation in Turks and Caicos a few weeks ago, Omar saw to it that Avery experienced the touch of a woman after less than a week of knowing one another.
Avery could admit their situation was unorthodox, but it worked for them and she had absolutely no complaints.
She felt a rush of excitement every time she saw Omar, and their weekends together were filled with laughter, passion, and a sense of adventure. It was more than just casual fun; it was a connection that ran deep. Avery couldn't deny that she was falling for him, even if she wasn't ready to admit it out loud.
As Cassidy continued to tease her, Avery couldn't help but feel a mix of both embarrassment and a strange sense of pride. She had always been the more cautious and level-headed one, while Cassidy was the free spirit who followed her heart wherever it led. Cassidy's skepticism was understandable, but Avery couldn't deny the happiness she felt when she was with Omar.
