Avery had playfully thrown the invitation to her mother's birthday party at Omar, never expecting him to actually accept.
However, as the clock ticked away, less than twenty-four hours remained until the celebratory night, and Avery found herself sitting anxiously in her living room, eagerly anticipating Omar's call to let her know his jet had landed in Atlanta.
"So Omar's is literally on his way here to spend the weekend with you and you're sitting here in pyjamas?" Chaney asked, her amusement clear on her face as she leaned against the doorway of the living room. Avery rolled her eyes playfully at her best friend's teasing.
"I've been making party favours for my mom's birthday party tomorrow since I got home from work, Cassidy was supposed to help me but she's somewhere with her boyfriend." Avery said rolling her eyes as she spoke about her baby sister.
At five years younger than her sister, Cassidy was a 21-year-old free spirit in her final year at of college at Georgia State.
"So he's coming to your moms party?" Chaney smirked as she raised an eyebrow in curiosity.
Avery nodded, her nerves becoming more apparent the more she thought about it. "Yes, I threw it out in conversation as a joke and he said he'd come, I didn't think he was being serious at first but now he's actually on his way. I can't believe it."
Chaney grinned mischievously. "Well, Avery, looks like your playful invitation turned into something very real. Have you figured out how you're going to introduce your parents to your fuck buddy?"
If she was being completely transparent, Avery struggled to find an appropriate way to convey the story of how she and Omar first connected during her vacation several weeks ago, without implying that they'd been fucking ever since.
"No, but I have to. I'll just tell introduce him as a friend and hope they don't ask questions." Avery shrugged.
Chaney raised an eyebrow, clearly not convinced by Avery's nonchalant response. "You know your parents, Avery. They're not ones to shy away from asking questions. Are you sure you want to risk it?"
Avery sighed, her anxiety bubbling up again. She knew Chaney was right. Her parents were observant and had a knack for picking up on subtle cues. Trying to pass off Omar as just a friend might not be as easy as she hoped.
"I don't know, Chaney," Avery admitted, her voice tinged with uncertainty. "But what choice do I have? I can't exactly uninvite him now."
Chaney softened her expression, understanding the predicament Avery found herself in. "And he's not your average man, someone might recognize him." She pointed out as thought about the fact that Omar was an incredibly well known boxer.
"I'm not even going to put too much thought to it now, I'll talk to him once he gets here." Avery said as she nervously fiddled with her phone, checking the time for what felt like the hundredth time. Her heart skipping a beat when she saw that Omar messaged to let her know he'd landed in the city.
Avery's anxiety reached its peak as she read Omar's message. Relief washed over her, knowing that he had made it safely to Atlanta. She quickly composed herself and replied with a simple "Can't wait to see you."
Chaney, noticing Avery's sudden change in demeanor, walked over and sat down beside her on the couch. "Hey, it's going to be okay," she reassured her friend, placing a comforting hand on Avery's shoulder. "Just be yourself and everything will work out."
Avery nodded, grateful for Chaney's support. Taking a deep breath, she tried to push aside her worries and focus on the preparations for her mother's birthday party. With the party favors already done, she turned her attention to the decorations, making sure everything was perfect for her mom's special day.
As the hours passed, Avery's anticipation grew. She couldn't help but wonder how Omar would fit into the dynamic of her family. Would he be able to charm her parents like he had charmed her? Or would their differing backgrounds and professions create tension?
The doorbell suddenly rang, causing Avery to jump in surprise. She exchanged a nervous glance with Chaney before making her way to the front door. Taking a deep breath, she opened it to find Omar standing there, looking handsome in a black sweatsuit, his hood on his head as he smiled warmly at her. Avery's heart skipped a beat as she took in his presence.
"Hey," Omar greeted, his voice deep and soothing. "I made it."
Avery couldn't help but return his smile, feeling a wave of relief wash over her. "I'm so glad you're here," she said, stepping aside to let him into her house.
Omar stepped inside, his gaze sweeping across the living room before settling on Chaney, who had followed Avery to the door. He extended a hand towards her for her to dap. "It's good to see you again Chaney."
"Likewise," Chaney said as she bumped his fist, a playful smirk tugging at the corners of her lips as she sized him up. "I'm about to head out, but I'll see you at the party tomorrow."
"Looking forward to it," Omar replied with a nod. As Chaney bid them goodbye and left.
Avery turned to Omar, her breath hitching in her throat as Omar's crashed his lips into hers the second the door closed behind Chaney, lifting Avery so he could hold her up against it as his tongue searched her mouth.
Avery thanked her lucky stars she lived alone as she wrapped her arms around Omar, deepening the kiss. The tension and nerves of the past few hours melted away, replaced with a growing desire and longing for each other. They had waited long enough, and now that Omar was here, there was no need to hold back.
"You taste good," Avery hummed as she parted lips with Omar, the faint taste of something sweet and fruity still lingering on her tongue.
"I was eating candy on the ride over from the airport," Omar laughed making Avery do the same.
"I finished work way later than planned today and as soon as I got in I started on the favours for my moms party, I didn't have any time to make something, so dinner is on me." Avery explained.
"That's fine by me, but I'm not about to let you pay for dinner." Omar smirked as he followed Avery into the living room, taking a seat beside her on her plush couch. "And I'm not really hungry for food right now."
"So what are you hungry for?" Avery asked as she turned in her seat, her back resting against the armrest of the couch as she looked at Omar.
Avery couldn't put a finger on it, but there was something about having Omar in her space that felt right. The way his strong muscular body relaxed into the couch, his smell had already began to mix in with the subtle scent of vanilla from the candles she had around her house.
The atmosphere was filled with a palpable tension, a mix of excitement and anticipation. Avery leaned closer to Omar, her fingers gently tracing the contours of his jawline. His eyes sparkled with desire as he met her gaze.
"I think you already know what I'm hungry for," Omar whispered huskily, his voice sending shivers down Avery's spine. She felt her cheeks flush as his words hung in the air, igniting a fire within her.
Without another word, Avery closed the distance between them, capturing Omar's lips in a passionate kiss. Their mouths moved in perfect synchronization, tongues dancing and exploring. The world around them faded away, leaving only the electric connection between them.
Placing his hand at the back of his neck, Omar squeezed lightly as he pulled Avery into his lap so she straddled him as their kiss intensified.
"You smell so fucking good," Omar sighed as they parted lips, his hands caressing her silk covered butt as he looked up into her eyes.
"Thank you." Avery blushed, sitting up so Omar could remove his hoodie to reveal a crisp white T-shirt beneath. "You smell yummy, too." She smiled softly.
"Thanks, how was your week?" Omar asked. "Did you come to a resolution with the case you were working on?"
The case in question involved two former business partners locked in a fierce battle over intellectual property rights and the question of who truly held the creative genius behind their company.
"Not really, but it's group project so I'm not the only one busting my ass to find out who is in the right," Avery chuckled. "What about you, how was your week?"
"Good, my team are trying to come to an agreement on a date for my next fight. I had a few events to attend, but I spent most of the week in the gym." Omar revealed, watching Avery closely as her hands slowly moved over his muscular chest.
Avery couldn't help but admire the taut muscles beneath her fingertips as she listened to Omar talk about his week. She marveled at how he balanced his intense training schedule with his career and personal life.
"I have so much respect for your dedication," Avery said, her voice filled with admiration. "You work so hard to achieve your goals."
Omar smiled, his eyes filled with warmth. "And you work just as hard, if not harder," he replied, his voice laced with sincerity. "I admire your determination, I definitely couldn't do what you do."
Avery blushed at his compliment, feeling a surge of pride. She had always been driven, constantly striving for success in her chosen field. It was refreshing to be with someone who recognized and appreciated her efforts.
Their conversation flowed effortlessly, their words punctuated by stolen kisses and gentle caresses. The chemistry between them was undeniable.
"Would you like something to drink? I have wine, water, juice and soda." Avery said as she rose from Omar's lap and made her way to the kitchen, her hips swaying seductively with each step. Omar's eyes followed her, his gaze filled with desire.
"A glass of wine sounds perfect," Omar replied, his voice low and husky. He watched as Avery rummaged through her collection of glasses, finally selecting two wine glasses and a bottle of red wine.
As she poured the deep crimson liquid into the glasses, Avery couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement. This was a new chapter in her relationship with Omar, and she was eager to explore it further. She carried the glasses back to the living room, her heart pounding in anticipation.
Handing Omar a glass, Avery settled back onto the couch beside him. They clinked their glasses together before taking a sip, the rich flavors dancing on their tongues. It was a perfect moment of intimacy, their connection deepening with each passing second.
As they sat there, enjoying their wine and each other's company, Avery couldn't help but feel a surge of gratitude. She had playfully thrown that invitation at Omar, never expecting it to lead to this. But now, sitting here with him in her living room, everything felt right.
The night was still young, and Avery knew that there was so much more to explore between them. With a twinkle in her eye, she set her glass aside and leaned towards Omar, her lips brushing against his ear.
"Care to join me in the bedroom? I hardly ever spend time in here." she whispered, her voice filled with a mixture of desire and anticipation.
Omar's eyes lit up with excitement as he took a sip from his glass. He took Avery's hand in his and stood up, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.
"Lead the way," Omar said, his voice filled with amusement.
With a playful smirk, Avery pulled Omar towards the bedroom, leading him down the hall as his eyes stayed glued to her backside.
Omar couldn't help but to send a stinging slap to her ass, making Avery gasp in surprize as she turned to look at him, a mixture of shock and excitement in her eyes.
"Your ass looks incredible from back here," he smirked as he gently smoothed his hand over the slightly tender spot on her butt.
Without saying a word, Avery reached out and grabbed Omar's hand, guiding him into the bedroom. The anticipation in the air was palpable as they entered the dimly lit room. The soft glow of her lights casting a rather intimate glow.
As they stood in the middle of the room, their eyes locked, Avery felt a wave of electricity between them. She slowly unbuttoned her blouse, revealing a hint of her breast beneath, teasing Omar with a seductive smile. His gaze intensified, filled with a hunger that mirrored her own.
Omar stepped forward, his hands reaching for Avery's waist, pulling her closer to him. Their bodies pressed against each other, their hearts beating in sync. Their lips met in a passionate kiss, their tongues entwined, exploring each other with fervent desire.
Pulling off Avery's pyjama bottoms, Omar discarded them on the floor before he took his time unbuttoning the rest of her shirt, teasing himself.
"I've been thinking about busting open your tight little pussy all week, but now that I'm here with you, I want to take my time." Omar said as he ran the pad of his thumb over her nipple, making Avery's breath catch in her throat.
"We have all night," Avery said, slightly awestruck as she leaned into his touch, her eyes locked on his as her clit developed its own pulse.
She could feel the heat building between her legs, the anticipation of what was to come making her ache with need. Omar's touch was sending shivers down her spine, his thumb teasing and taunting her sensitive nipple.
Omar smirked, his eyes filled with a mix of desire and control. He knew exactly how to push her buttons, how to drive her to the brink of pleasure before granting her release.
With a gentle tug, he led Avery towards the bed, their bodies moving in perfect harmony. As they sank onto the soft mattress, their lips never broke contact. Their hands roamed over each other's bodies, leaving a trail of heated kisses and tantalizing touches.
Avery's mind was consumed with a single thought: she wanted Omar. She wanted him to take her, to claim her, to make her his in every possible way. And from the look in his eyes, she knew he wanted the same.
Avery removed Omar's clothes piece by piece, until he stood naked before her, their bodies merging and intertwining in a passionate dance as she pulled him down onto the bed.
Omar's hands traveled down Avery's body, slipping between her thighs as their eyes met. "I want to taste you," he breathed out, his voice husky with desire.
Avery's breath hitched at his words, her body trembling with anticipation. She nodded, her eyes filled with a mix of excitement and longing. Omar positioned himself between her legs, his lips descending towards her core.
As his tongue made contact with her, Avery let out a low moan, her hands gripping the sheets tightly. Omar's skilled mouth worked wonders, flicking and teasing her sensitive bundle of nerves, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body.
Avery's hips lifted off the bed, seeking more of his touch, more of that electrifying sensation. Omar's hands gripped her thighs, holding her in place as he devoured her, his tongue delving deeper, exploring every inch of her.
The pleasure intensified with every stroke, every flick of his tongue. Avery's moans grew louder, filling the room with the sounds of their passion. She was lost in the world of sensation, her body on the precipice of ecstasy.
As her orgasm approached, Avery's grip on the sheets tightened, her body trembling with the intensity of her release. And just as she reached the peak of pleasure, Omar's lips moved back up her body, capturing hers in a heated, desperate kiss. Their mouths melded together, tongues tangling in a passionate dance. Avery could taste herself on his lips, a heady mixture of desire and satisfaction.
Their bodies moved as one, a symphony of need and longing. Omar positioned himself above her, his hardness pressing against her entrance. Avery's breath caught in her throat, her eyes locked with his.
"Please," she whispered, her voice husky with desire. Omar's eyes darkened with a primal hunger as he slowly entered her, filling her completely. The sensation was overwhelming, a perfect blend of pleasure and pain.
Their bodies moved in sync, a rhythm that echoed their desires. Avery's nails dug into Omar's back, leaving red trails in their wake. He groaned against her lips, the sound vibrating through her body and igniting a fire within her.
They were lost in each other, consumed by the intensity of their connection. Time seemed to stand still as they moved together, chasing the ultimate release. Every thrust brought them closer, the pleasure building to an unbearable peak.
And when they finally reached it, Avery shattered into a thousand pieces, her orgasm crashing over her like a tidal wave. The world around her blurred, her senses overwhelmed by the sheer ecstasy coursing through her veins.
Omar followed closely behind, his own release washing over him in a wave of pure bliss. They clung to each other, their bodies trembling with the aftershocks of their pleasure. In that moment, they were one, their souls intertwined in a transcendent union.
As their breathing slowed and their bodies came down from their euphoric highs, Avery looked up at Omar, her eyes filled with a mixture of admiration and gratitude.
"I need to shower after that," Avery blushed, a shy smile playing on her lips as Omar pulled her naked body against his.
Omar chuckled softly, his voice husky with desire as he pressed a tender kiss to Avery's forehead. "I would be more than happy to join you," he murmured, his hands caressing her back.
They untangled themselves from each other, their bodies still humming with the lingering pleasure. Hand in hand, they made their way to the bathroom. Turning on the shower Avery grabbed two towels for them steam already filling the room. The sound of water running echoed through the space, a promise of cleansing and renewal.
As they stepped into the warm cascade of water, Avery sighed in contentment, the hot droplets soothing her skin. Omar stood behind her, his arms encircling her waist, pulling her back against his chest. The water cascaded over them, washing away the remnants of their passionate encounter.
They stood there for a while, simply reveling in the intimacy of the moment. The steam enveloped them, creating a cocoon of privacy as they shared whispered words and gentle touches.
"I want you again," Avery said as she pushed her butt back against Omar, his hands cupping her breast as he hummed into her ear.
Keeping his right hand on her chest, Omar used his left to reach between them and place himself at Avery's entrance.
Avery's breath hitched at the sensation of Omar's hardness against her, her body responding eagerly to his touch. She tilted her head back, exposing her neck to him as he kissed and nibbled his way along its sensitive curve.
With a pornographic grunt, Omar pushed his length into Avery, filling her to the hilt.
"Fuck...," Avery moaned as she reached forward, placing her hand on the wall in front of her. Noticing the action, Omar pulled her hands behind her back, holding them there as he leaned into her.
"Give yourself to me, Avery." Omar groaned into her ear, as he wrapped his hand around her waist holding her in place.
"Baby, you feel so good!" Avery gasped, her voice mixing in with the running shower water, her eyes rolling shut as she gave herself to Omar.
After a rather intense session in the shower, Omar and Avery returned to her bedroom wrapped in plush towels, drying off before they put on clothes and climbed back into bed.
As a result of two back two back rounds, they were both spent and in need of food. Ordering them more Chinese food than they could eat between them, they sat in Avery's bed watching a nature documentary as they ate.
The room was filled with the aroma of Chinese takeout as Avery and Omar lounged in bed, their bodies still humming with the aftermath of their passionate escapades. They devoured their food with a voracious appetite, occasionally stealing glances at each other, their eyes filled with a mixture of contentment and desire.
As they finished their meal, Avery leaned against Omar, her head resting on his shoulder. They continued watching the documentary, occasionally sharing a whispered comment or a gentle touch. The soft glow of the TV illuminated their entwined bodies, creating an intimate atmosphere that felt like a safe haven from the outside world.
A wave of exhaustion washed over them, their bodies craving rest after the intense pleasure they had experienced. Omar turned off the TV, leaving the room in a peaceful silence. They settled into the comfortable embrace of the pillows and blankets, their bodies molded together.
In the quiet darkness, their breathing synchronized, a rhythmic melody lulling them into a blissful slumber.
The next morning Avery was up with the sun, turning off her alarm that was set to go off in around half an hour. Despite having a guest, the day was set to be an incredibly busy day.
Later in the evening was her mothers 52nd birthday party, but prior to the celebrations, it was Avery who had been tasked with doing the running around.
Being careful not to wake Omar as she climbed out of bed, Avery let out a deep breath as she felt a tenderness between her thighs, the slight ache a reminder of her night of passion.
Slipping on her robe, Avery tiptoed out of her bedroom glancing back at Omar before she made her way downstairs.
Making her way into the kitchen, she put the kettle to boil standing on her tiptoes as she reached for two cups from the glass cabinet above her head.
Letting out a deep breath, Avery relaxed into Omar's touch when she felt his hands wrap around her waist, his hand slipping beneath her robe.
Omar pressed a soft kiss against Avery's neck, his warm breath sending shivers down her spine. "No, my phone rang," he murmured, his voice husky with desire. His hands traced gentle circles on her waist, his touch both comforting and arousing.
Avery leaned back into him, savoring the feeling of his body pressed against hers. "I have a bunch of errands to run before my mom's birthday party tonight," she explained, her voice tinged with a hint of disappointment. "I wish we could spend the whole day together."
Omar nuzzled his face into the crook of her neck, his lips grazing her skin. "I wish we could too, but duty calls and we have all day tomorrow," he replied, patting her butt.
A smile tugged at Avery's lips as she turned in his embrace, their bodies still intimately connected as she cupped his face in her hands. "Last night was amazing," Avery smirked, bringing Omar's lips down to hers so she could kiss him, slipping her tongue into his mouth.
Omar's lips moved against Avery's, his tongue dancing with hers in a passionate exchange. As their kiss deepened, a fire ignited between them, reigniting the desire that still lingered from the night before.
Breaking away for a moment, Avery looked deep into Omar's eyes. "I can't wait for tomorrow," she whispered, her voice filled with anticipation. "I want to kiss every inch of you, to make you feel as good as you made me feel."
Omar's hands roamed over Avery's body, his touch leaving trails of electricity in its wake. "Tomorrow can't come soon enough," he growled, his voice laced with desire. "I'm going to worship your body, to make you scream my name until you can't take it anymore."
Avery shivered at his words, her body responding to his touch. She pressed herself against him, feeling the hardness of his desire against her. "Tonight might be busy, but I promise you, it will be worth the wait," she whispered, her voice filled with a mix of longing and determination.
Omar smirked, a glint of mischief in his eyes. "I have no doubt about it," he replied, his voice dripping with lust. "I wanted to know if you had time for me to take you to breakfast before I head over to the gym? I arranged a training session with a few fighters out here."
Avery's eyes sparkled with excitement as she nodded. "I would love to have breakfast with you," she replied, a playful smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "I can't think of a better way to start the day."
After making herself and Omar a cup of coffee, they headed back upstairs to shower and get ready for the day.
As much as desired gnawed at them, they knew that a shower together wasn't a good idea as Avery had a busy day ahead of her.
Using the shower in her guest bedroom, Omar bathed and got dressed before going in search of Avery.
When he found her she was standing in the kitchen, her legs covered in a pair of black leggings that hugged her curves in all the right places. Her hair pulled back into a bun and her face free of any makeup.
"Are you ready?" She smiled her purse in one hand as she dangled her car keys in the other.
"Yeah, do you have anywhere in mind?" Omar asked as he followed Avery towards the door.
Avery took Omar to one of her favourite breakfast spots in the city, she and her friends dined there she knew the staff on a first name basis.
A few of them watched with wide eyes as Avery led Omar to her favourite table, surprized that she was in the company of a renowned boxer.
Despite the surprised looks from the staff, Avery and Omar settled into their favorite table, ignoring the whispers and glances from other patrons. The cozy atmosphere of the restaurant, filled with the aroma of freshly brewed coffee and sizzling bacon, provided the perfect backdrop for their breakfast date.
As they perused the menu, Avery couldn't help but steal glances at Omar, admiring his strong features and the way his muscles flexed beneath his shirt. She felt a surge of pride that she was the one sitting across from him, sharing this intimate moment.
Omar caught her gaze and smiled, his eyes filled with warmth and affection. "What are you thinking of having?" he asked, his deep voice sending a shiver down Avery's spine.
Avery's cheeks flushed as she glanced down at the menu, her mind momentarily distracted by the electricity between them. "I think I'll go with the Belgian waffles and a side of bacon," she replied, her voice slightly breathless.
Omar chuckled, his laughter rumbling through the air. "Classic choice," he said, his eyes twinkling. "I'll have the eggs Benedict with a side of hash browns."
As they placed their orders and waited for their food to arrive, Avery couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over her. The events of the previous night had awakened something within her, a deep connection and desire that she hadn't experienced before. She knew that this was more than just a casual fling; it was the beginning of something special.
Their conversation flowed effortlessly as they enjoyed their breakfast, their laughter mixing with the clinking of cutlery and the hum of conversation around them. Avery felt a sense of ease and comfort with Omar, as if they had known each other for years.
This chapter was so long I have to split it into two parts!
Omar is in Atlanta for Avery's mom's birthday!
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