The Deepest Desire • A Odell Beckham Jr Erotic Novel

Chapter 8

Omar didn't make me what Avery told her friends, but he couldn't deny how much it turned him on to know she preferred keeping their relationship private. It made him feel like their connection was something sacred, something that only they could truly understand and appreciate.

Anaya nodded in agreement, understanding Avery's sentiment. "I get it, Avery. Some things are better left unsaid. It's like our little secret, something we can keep just for ourselves."

"Exactly." A smile spread across Avery's face, grateful for the understanding and support from both Omar and Anaya. They had created something special together, a bond that went beyond just physical pleasure. It was a connection that ran deep, fueled by trust, respect, and a shared sense of adventure.

"As incredible as last night was, I made some arrangements for us around the island," Anaya smiled as she sat up on her sun lounger, changing the subject as she reached for her phone on the small table beside her.

Avery's eyes widened with curiosity as Anaya mentioned the arrangements she had made. She sat up, her interest piqued. "What did you plan?" she asked, unable to contain her excitement.

Anaya smirked, enjoying the anticipation she was building. "Well, I thought we could start the day with a private boat tour around the islands," she said, her voice laced with excitement. "We can explore hidden coves, snorkel in crystal-clear waters, and just enjoy the beauty of this place together."

Avery's heart raced at the thought of embarking on this adventure with Omar and Anaya. It was a testament to their connection that they could seamlessly transition from intimate moments to thrilling experiences. "That sounds amazing," she replied, her voice filled with genuine enthusiasm.

"And after the boat tour, we can head to a secluded beach for a picnic. I've arranged for a chef to prepare a delicious spread," Anaya continued, her voice filled with anticipation.

"In that case, I need to get ready," Avery said as she got up from her seat beside Omar, his eyes roaming over her curvaceous body as she stood to her feet.

"I'm coming with you," Omar said as he stood up, his gaze fixed on Avery.

Anaya couldn't help but to admire Omar and Avery as they made their way into the villa, Avery's laugh filling the space around them as Omar lifted her over his shoulder.

Their chemistry was palpable despite them only being a holiday fling, even the night before as the three of them indulged in one another, the connection between Omar and Avery was different.

She wasn't upset or offended, instead she found herself intrigued by them. To Anaya this was nothing more than good sex and a fun time, but Omar and Avery had an undeniable potential.

"Omar stop, we have to get ready." Avery laughed as he placed her back down onto her feet, his hands coming to her hips as he pulled her body against his, rubbing his arousal against her.

"I wanna fuck you in the shower," he whispered hotly into her ear Avery's breath hitched at Omar's whispered words, desire coursing through her veins. She could feel the heat pooling between her legs as his hands roamed over her body. "As tempting as that sounds," she replied, her voice laced with playful seduction, "we need to save some energy for the adventures Anaya has planned."

Omar's lips curled into a mischievous grin, his eyes filled with a mixture of anticipation and longing. "You're right," he conceded, his voice husky.

"I've been thinking about fucking you raw since I woke up this morning." He continued before letting her go, their eyes meeting as she turned to face him at his revelation.

"Omar please," Avery sighed helplessly.

She could feel the intensity of his desire radiating from him, but she also knew they had to exercise some self-control. As much as she craved him, they had a day of adventure and exploration ahead, and she didn't want to be too distracted to fully enjoy it.