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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Although Omar had plans to enjoy his time in London, ultimately he was there for work. In the coming days, he was set to finalize a deal with a renowned British-owned lifestyle brand worth millions. He was also set to sit for an interview and do a photoshoot for the male-targeted publication GQ. There had also been whispers of an official call out from a boxer in Manchester, but he knew better than to hold his breath.
Ahead of both, Omar had spent the day before in back-to-back meetings.
"I need your lawyer skills for a second," Omar said as he walked into the living room, making Avery smirk.
"What did you do?" Avery joked teasingly.
"I beat up some pussy last night," Omar responded, humoring her.
Avery rolled her eyes but couldn't help but chuckle at Omar's crude sense of humor. "You're impossible, you know that?" she said, shaking her head.
Omar laughed and sat down next to her on the couch. "No, seriously though, I need you to look over this contract for me. It's for the deal I'm finalizing tomorrow," he said, handing her a thick stack of papers.
Avery raised an eyebrow as she skimmed through the document. "Wow, this is a big one. Are you sure you've read through all of this?"
Omar shrugged. "I'm more of a 'big picture' kind of guy. That's where you come in, Ms. Attention to Detail," he said with a grin.
"I usually get paid for this," Avery sighed playfully, taking the documents so she could read through them carefully.
Omar had dealt with a few career women before, but he was in awe as he watched Avery read through the contract.
"Whoever drew this up isn't trying to exploit you or your brand. In my opinion, this contract is incredibly fair and beneficial for both parties," Avery explained once she'd finished reading through the terms.
Omar nodded in approval. "That's good to hear. I trust your judgment, Avery," he said sincerely. "I appreciate you taking the time to do this for me."
Avery smiled and handed back the contract. "Just looking out for my new favorite client," she teased.
"Care to join your favorite client in the shower? I was thinking we could get ready and head out," Omar said as he stood up, holding his hand out for Avery to take.
Omar gently lifted Avery from her chair and guided her towards their bedroom, where they both changed out of their sleepwear before heading to the bathroom.
"I'm taking you somewhere later on tonight," Omar said as the sound of running water filled the space around them.
"Are you going to tell me where or keep it to yourself?" Avery smirked up at him knowingly, her wet hair slick against her head.
As Omar gazed down at Avery, he couldn't help but feel grateful for her presence. Their friendship was built on lust, but with each moment he spent with her, Omar found that he was connecting with her mentally and emotionally.
