"Do I at least get to know which island we're going to?" Avery smirked, her eyes on Omar as she packed some of her clothes into a smaller overnight bag.
She had no idea where they were heading to or what they were going to do once they got there. The only details of their trip Omar had given her were that they were leaving one of the islands that made up Turks and Caicos and sailing a little under three hours to another.
With less than 48 hours left until she headed back to Atlanta, Omar had plans of spending one more night with Avery before she prepared to fly home.
They'd known one another a week, but neither could deny the pull they felt to each other, soon she'd head back to her world of corporate law and he'd begin training for his next fight, but they were determined to make the most of the time they had.
As Avery zipped up her bag, she couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and curiosity. The unknown destination added an element of mystery to their already intense connection. She glanced at Omar, his dark eyes filled with a mischievous glimmer.
"My mouth and throat is yours for the entire boat ride if you give me a clue," Avery smiled mischievously as her hand ran over his length, through the shorts he wore.
Omar chuckled at Avery's playful proposition, his eyes narrowing with amusement. He could feel the heat rising between them, the anticipation building with every touch.
"Hmm, tempting offer," he replied, his voice laced with a hint of seduction. "But I'm afraid I can't give away all my secrets just yet."
Avery pouted, feigning disappointment. "You're such a tease," she huffed, her fingers lingering on his thigh. "But I guess I'll have to find other ways to pass the time on this boat ride."
Omar leaned in closer, his lips brushing against her ear. "Oh, I have a feeling we won't have any trouble keeping ourselves entertained," he whispered, sending shivers down her spine.
With a mischievous glint in his eyes, Omar took his and Avery's bags leading out of the bedroom of his villa and downstairs so they could wait for their car to take them over to the dock.
They waited outside, basking in the warm island air as they watched the car pull up to the villa. Omar opened the car door for Avery, his hand lingering on the small of her back before joining her inside. As they drove towards the dock, Avery couldn't help but steal glances at Omar, her mind racing with anticipation.
Once they arrived at the dock, they were greeted by a sleek, luxurious yacht bobbing gently in the turquoise waters. The crew members were busy preparing for their departure, their efficient movements a testament to their experience.
Omar took Avery's hand, intertwining their fingers as they stepped onto the yacht. The crew members welcomed them aboard, their friendly smiles creating an atmosphere of excitement. The yacht was adorned with plush seating areas, a spacious deck, and even a small bar. It was clear that no expense had been spared for this adventure.
As the yacht set sail, Omar and Avery found themselves standing at the bow, the wind blowing through their hair as they gazed out at the endless expanse of the ocean. The sun kissed their skin, casting a golden glow over their faces.
Avery turned to Omar, her eyes sparkling with a playful curiosity. "So, how much longer until we reach our secret destination?" she asked, her voice filled with anticipation.
Omar smirked, keeping the mystery alive. "I'm not sure," he shrugged. "But I promise you, it will be worth the wait," he said, his voice filled with excitement. "Just enjoy the journey, Avery. Trust me, the destination will be rewarding."
Avery nodded, a mixture of butterflies and anticipation fluttering in her stomach. She couldn't deny the thrill of not knowing where they were going, the element of surprise making their adventure all the more exhilarating.
As the yacht glided through the crystal-clear waters, the hours seemed to blend together. Omar and Avery spent their time exploring every nook and cranny of the yacht, savoring the luxurious amenities and each other's company.
They lounged on the sun deck, basking in the warm rays and sipping on tropical cocktails. They laughed and shared stories, their connection growing stronger with every passing moment. It felt as if time had slowed down, allowing them to fully immerse themselves in the beauty of the journey.
As the sun began to set, casting a breathtaking array of colors across the sky, Omar led Avery to the bow of the yacht once again. They stood side by side, their fingers entwined as they watched the horizon transform into a canvas of vibrant hues.
Avery couldn't help but be in awe of the beauty that surrounded them. The orange and pink hues reflected off the gently rippling waves, creating a mesmerizing spectacle. She leaned against Omar, her heart filled with gratitude for this surreal experience.
"Thank you for bringing me here, Omar," she whispered, her voice filled with sincerity. "This journey, this adventure, it's more than anything I could have imagined."
Omar turned to her, his gaze filled with warmth. "You deserve nothing less," he said softly, his words carrying the weight of his affection. "I wanted to give you a taste of paradise, even if it's just for a little while."
Avery leaned up, pressing a soft kiss against Omar's lips. In that moment, surrounded by the beauty of the ocean and the promise of the unknown, they knew that their connection was something special. They were determined to make the most of the time they had, cherishing every moment and creating memories that would last a lifetime.
As the yacht began to near the horizon, the crew members sprung into action, preparing for their arrival at their secret destination. Avery's heart raced with anticipation, her eyes scanning the horizon for any signs of land.
Suddenly, she caught sight of a small island in the distance, its pristine beaches and lush greenery inviting. Her excitement grew, and she turned to Omar, her eyes wide with wonder.
"Is that where we're going?" she asked, her voice filled with excitement.
Omar grinned, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "You'll just have to wait and see," he teased, his hand gently squeezing hers. "But I promise you, it's going to be unforgettable."
As the yacht glided closer to the island, Avery could make out the details of its beauty. The sandy beaches stretched as far as the eye could see, and the crystal-clear waters sparkled under the golden rays of the sun. It was a paradise unlike any she had ever seen.
The crew expertly anchored the yacht, and Omar and Avery stepped onto the powdery white sand, their feet sinking slightly with each step. The warm breeze carried the scent of tropical flowers, filling the air with a sweet, intoxicating fragrance.
Avery couldn't contain her excitement as she looked around, taking in the breathtaking scenery. The island was secluded, surrounded by lush greenery and palm trees swaying gently in the wind. It felt like their own private slice of paradise.
Omar took Avery's hand, leading her away from the yacht towards a set of stairs that led away from the water, and it was only then that Avery noticed a woman stood in the distance. "Who is that?" She asked.
Omar glanced over at the woman, a warm smile forming on his face. "That's Anaya," he replied, his voice filled with affection. "She's a good friend of mine, I met her the first time I came to Turks years ago."
Avery's curiosity piqued even further when she noticed the knowing smirk on his face, his hand caressing the small of her back as she began walking up the stairs.
As she reached the top she was greeted by Anaya, a woman with sun-kissed skin, her curls kept in a short pixie cut and she wore beautiful a welcoming smile. Anaya embraced Avery warmly, her eyes twinkling with excitement.
"It's so wonderful to finally meet you, Avery," Anaya said, "Omar has told me about you." She smirked, her eyes washing over Avery as she took her in.
"I hope he's been saying good things," Avery replied with a playful smile, returning Anaya's embrace.
"Only the best , however, I must say you're even more beautiful than I imagined." Anaya said, her bottom lip between her teeth as her hand ghosted over Avery's arm as their eyes met.
"She exceeded any expectations I had, too." Omar agreed as he placed his hands on Avery's hips, pressing himself against her ass, her breathing deepening as Anaya reached up, running her fingers along her jawline.
Avery's heart raced as the tension grew between the three of them. She had never experienced anything like this before, but the chemistry between Omar and Anaya and herself was undeniable. The air was thick with anticipation, and she couldn't resist the allure of exploring this newfound connection.
Omar leaned in, his lips brushing against Avery's ear. "Are you ready for an adventure, Avery?" he whispered, his voice filled with desire.
Avery's breath hitched, her body responding to the sensation of Omar's warm breath against her skin. She glanced at Anaya, whose eyes were filled with a mix of mischief and longing. Without a word, Avery took Anaya's hand so she could lead them away from the stairs, towards the sprawling villa at the end of a cobblestone path.
As they entered the villa, the atmosphere was charged with electricity. The air was filled with the scent of tropical flowers, and soft music played in the background, setting the mood for what was about to unfold.
"I told Anaya about what happened with Isabella a few nights ago," Omar revealed. "I know you weren't upset, but I wanted you to experience the touch of a woman."
With a sober mind, she felt more in the moment than she did those nights ago with Isabella, the playful yet wanting look in Anaya's eyes combined with Omar's words as he pressed his length into her made Avery's core tighten.
Avery's heart raced at Omar's words, her body tingling with anticipation. She had always been open-minded, but the thought of exploring her desires with both Omar and Anaya sent a surge of excitement through her veins.
Anaya's eyes locked with Avery's, a silent understanding passing between them. Without hesitation, she reached out a hand to caress Avery's cheek, her touch gentle yet electrifying. Avery leaned into the touch, her lips parting slightly as her breath quickened.
Omar watched the exchange between the two women, his desire evident in his eyes. He moved closer, his hand resting on Avery's waist as he leaned in to capture her lips in a passionate kiss. The taste of him combined with the soft touch of Anaya's hand sent waves of pleasure coursing through Avery's body.
"I'm going to sit and watch, while you and Anaya have your fun. As bad as I fucking want you, I want you to have your time to explore."
Avery's eyes widened with a mix of surprise and excitement at Omar's words. The idea of exploring her desires with Anaya, while Omar watched, both intrigued and aroused her. She nodded, her voice barely above a whisper. "I want that too," she said, her voice filled with anticipation.
Anaya's lips curled into a seductive smile as she gently guided Avery towards a plush, oversized couch in the center of the room. Omar positioned himself on a nearby chair, his gaze fixed on the two women with a hunger that sent shivers down Avery's spine.
As Avery and Anaya settled onto the couch, their bodies pressed together, a surge of electricity passed between them. Their lips met in a searing kiss, their tongues dancing in a sensual rhythm. Avery's hands roamed over Anaya's body, feeling the soft curves and smooth skin beneath her fingertips.
Omar watched with a mixture of desire and admiration as the two women explored each other, their moans of pleasure filling the air. The room was filled with an intoxicating energy, their passion growing with each passing moment.
Anaya's fingers trailed along Avery's skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. She leaned in, capturing Avery's earlobe between her teeth, sending a jolt of pleasure through her body. Avery's breath hitched, her body arching towards Anaya's touch.
Omar's gaze never wavered from the scene before him, his hand slowly moving towards his own arousal. He couldn't deny the intense arousal that surged through him as he watched the two women pleasuring each other. The sight was almost too much to bear, but he wanted to savor every moment.
Now completely naked he watched in awe as Anaya laid Avery on her back, opening her legs so she could continue to pleasure her with her skilled tongue. Avery's moans filled the room, her body writhing with pleasure under Anaya's ministrations. The sensation was overwhelming, a combination of pleasure and vulnerability that sent waves of ecstasy through Avery's body.
Omar's own desire grew with each passing second. His hand moved faster over his length, matching the rhythm of Anaya's movements. The sight of them pleasuring each other ignited a fire within him, and he wanted nothing more than to join them in their passionate exploration.
Anaya's tongue expertly danced along Avery's most sensitive areas, her fingers teasing and caressing, driving Avery to the edge of bliss. Avery's hands searched for something to hold onto, and she found Omar's hand, intertwining their fingers as she moaned his name.
"How does she feel, baby?" Omar asked as Avery's moans grew louder, her body trembling with pleasure. "She feels incredible," she managed to gasp out between breaths. The combination of Anaya's skilled touch and Omar's presence was overwhelming, pushing her closer and closer to the edge.
Omar's hand tightened around Avery's, his own pleasure intertwining with hers. "I can't even begin to describe it," he replied, his voice filled with desire. "Seeing you like this, with Anaya... it's beyond anything I could have imagined."
Anaya continued her ministrations, her tongue flicking and teasing with expert precision. Avery's body arched off the couch, her back arched, as waves of pleasure washed over her. She felt herself teetering on the edge, the intensity building with each passing second.
Sensing Avery's imminent release, Anaya intensified her movements, her tongue delving deeper and her fingers working faster. The combination of Anaya's skilled touch and Omar's presence was pushing Avery to the brink of ecstasy.
As Avery's moans grew louder, Omar leaned in, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. Their tongues danced together, mirroring the rhythm of Anaya's movements. The three of them were lost in a sea of pleasure, consumed by the raw desire that pulsed through their veins.
With one final flick of her tongue and a well-placed touch of her fingers, Anaya sent Avery over the edge. Avery's body convulsed with pleasure as her orgasm washed over her, her moans muffled by Omar's kiss. The intensity of her release sent shivers down her spine, leaving her breathless and sated.
As Avery caught her breath, she looked up at Omar and Anaya, her eyes filled with a mixture of gratitude and desire. "Thank you," she whispered, her voice filled with awe.
Anaya smiled, her eyes sparkling with satisfaction. "You're welcome," she replied, her voice husky with desire. "But we're not done yet."
Omar's desire burned brightly in his eyes as he looked down at Avery. "We're just getting started," he said, his voice low and filled with promise.
Turning over so she could get onto her hands and knees, Avery sat up reaching for Anaya so she could pull her into a kiss.
Their lips collided with an intensity that mirrored the passion that had consumed them. Avery could taste herself on Anaya's lips, a heady mix of desire and satisfaction. As their tongues danced together, a surge of arousal coursed through Avery's body, igniting a fire within her that refused to be extinguished.
Omar's hands roamed over Avery's back, his touch both gentle and possessive. The desire in his eyes fueled her own, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation for what was to come. With each stroke of Anaya's tongue against hers, Avery felt herself growing more and more eager to explore the depths of pleasure that awaited them.
Sensations cascaded through Avery's body as Anaya's fingers traced a path down her spine, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. Every touch, every kiss, every whispered word only heightened her desire. She longed to be consumed by them, to surrender herself completely to the waves of pleasure that awaited.
As Anaya's lips left hers, Avery turned to face Omar, her eyes burning with a mixture of anticipation and longing as she looked back at him over her shoulder. She could see the hunger in his gaze, a hunger that mirrored her own. Without a word, he positioned himself behind her, his hands gripping her hips firmly.
Avery's breath hitched as she felt Omar's arousal press against her, a delicious reminder of what was to come. She arched her back, granting him better access, as Anaya's hands found their way to her breasts, teasing and caressing them with a skill that sent jolts of pleasure straight to her core.
"I want to taste you," Avery moaned into Anaya's mouth, her fingers between her thighs as she continued to explore her own pleasure. Anaya's eyes sparkled with desire as she nodded in response, her own hand joining Avery's between her legs.
Omar watched with rapt attention as the two women pleasured themselves, his own desire growing with each tantalizing touch. Unable to resist any longer, he shifted closer, his fingers joining the dance between Avery's thighs.
The room filled with the sounds of their moans and sighs, a symphony of pleasure that echoed through their bodies. Avery's senses were overwhelmed, the combined sensations of Anaya's skilled touch and Omar's fingers pushing her towards the edge once again.
As Avery's pleasure built, she looked into Anaya's eyes, seeking permission. Anaya nodded, a silent affirmation that sent a surge of excitement through Avery's veins. With a shuddering breath, Avery moved closer to Anaya, capturing her lips in a hungry kiss.
Their bodies pressed together, skin against skin, as they melted into each other. The taste of their combined desire filled Avery's mouth as their tongues danced and twirled in a passionate embrace. Anaya's fingers continued their ministrations, matching the rhythm of their kiss, driving Avery closer to the brink of release.
Feeling the intensity building within her, Avery couldn't hold back any longer. She broke the kiss, her voice filled with need. "I want you," she whispered to Anaya, her voice laced with desire.
Anaya's eyes smoldered with desire as she met Avery's gaze. "I want you too," she replied, her voice husky with need.
With a shared understanding, the three of them shifted, finding a new arrangement that allowed Anaya and Avery to give in to their desires. Their bodies intertwined, mouths finding sensitive spots, hands wandering with purpose.
Time seemed to stand still as they explored each other, building a symphony of pleasure that echoed through the room. Avery's body quivered with anticipation, her senses overwhelmed by the pleasure she was receiving and giving in return.
As the waves of ecstasy crashed over them, their bodies convulsed in unison, each of them finding release and satisfaction. They collapsed into a tangled heap, their breathing heavy and labored, their bodies spent and sated.
A sense of fulfillment washed over Avery as she looked at Omar and Anaya, their bodies glistening with sweat and satisfaction. "Thank you," she said, her voice filled with genuine gratitude.
Omar's eyes were filled with adoration as he stroked Avery's cheek. "Thank you," he whispered back, his voice filled with admiration.
Anaya leaned in, placing a gentle kiss on Avery's lips. "Thank you for allowing us to pleasure you," she said, her voice filled with warmth and affection.
In that moment, the three of them basked in the afterglow of their shared pleasure, knowing that their connection ran deeper than physical desire. They were bound by a bond that went beyond pleasure, a bond that held them together in desire and understanding. And as they lay there, entwined in each other's arms, they knew that their journey of exploration and pleasure was far from over.
The next morning Avery woke up in the bed alone, now bathed in natural sunlight she was able to see just how beautiful the bedroom was, the sound of the waves crashing against the shore filtered into the room via the open bay windows.
Getting out of bed, Avery decided against even attempting to look for her bag, the evening before had been so all consuming she didn't even think to locate them.
Using blanket to cover her naked body, she left the bedroom in search of Omar and Anaya.
Avery followed the sound of soft music that drifted through the villa, leading her to a cozy living area. There, she found Omar sitting on a plush couch, a book in his hands. He looked up, his eyes lighting up as he saw her approach.
"Good morning, beautiful," he greeted, setting his book aside and standing up to meet her. "Did you sleep well?"
Avery nodded, a gentle smile playing on her lips. "Yes, I did. This place is amazing," she replied, taking in the stunning view of the ocean beyond the large windows.
Omar reached out, brushing a strand of hair behind Avery's ear. "I'm glad you like it. It's even more beautiful with you in it," he said, his voice filled with genuine affection.
Feeling a surge of warmth in her chest, Avery leaned into Omar's touch. "Thank you," she whispered, her voice filled with gratitude and a hint of shyness.
As they stood there, basking in each other's presence, Anaya walked into the living area, wearing a comfortable robe. Her eyes lit up when she saw Avery, and she walked over to join them.
"Good morning, love," Anaya greeted, wrapping her arms around Avery in a gentle embrace. "Did you sleep well?"
Avery nodded, a sense of comfort washing over her as Anaya's arms enveloped her. "Yes, I did. This place is like a dream," she replied, her voice filled with awe.
Anaya smiled, her eyes sparkling. "I'm glad you think so. Omar had me pick out the most luxurious villa on the island," she said, her voice filled with sincerity.
It wasn't until Avery woke up a few hours later alone in a plush kingsized bed, that realized she'd been sleeping. The sun had set distorting the view of the beach from the windows.
Getting up she explored further into the room, grabbing the smaller of two robes that had been hung outside of the bathroom door.
Leaving the bedroom in search of Omar Avery wandered through the villa, the soft fabric of the robe brushing against her skin. She followed the sound of laughter and conversation, leading her to a spacious outdoor patio. There, she found Omar and Anaya, sitting at a table overlooking the beach.
Omar looked up, a smile spreading across his face as he saw Avery approach. "Good evening, beautiful," he greeted, standing up and pulling out a chair for her. "Join us."
Avery returned his smile, feeling a warm sense of belonging as she took a seat between Omar and Anaya. "Thank you," she replied, her voice filled with gratitude.
Anaya reached out, squeezing Avery's hand affectionately. "We were just talking about what we should do tomorrow," she said, her voice filled with excitement.
Avery leaned in, her curiosity piqued. "What are you thinking?" she asked, her voice filled with anticipation.
Omar chimed in, his eyes sparkling with enthusiasm. "We thought we could explore the island, maybe go snorkeling or spend the day getting lost around the island. There's so much to see and do here," he suggested, his voice filled with excitement.
Avery's eyes lit up, the prospect of a new adventure filling her with joy. "That sounds amazing," she replied, her voice filled with enthusiasm. "I can't wait to explore with both of you."
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