While Avery enjoyed the company of her colleagues, she typically kept her interactions strictly within office hours. However, Brandon surprised everyone by extending an invitation for the whole team to gather for dinner and drinks in honor of the successful merger. He had gone above and beyond for the team, renting out one of the most coveted restaurants in the city for the evening.
Avery smoothed down the front of her top as she was led to the dinner table by a waiter, smiling as she spotted a few of her colleagues already seated, with Brandon at the head of the table.
Poised to take over his father's company when the time came, Brandon had slowly begun moving himself into a leadership position.
"Avery!" He smiled, standing from his seat as he noticed her, his eyes taking in her figure, intrigued to see her out of office wear and in something a little more sexy.
"Hi Brandon, good evening everyone!" Avery smiled as she took a seat beside Lauren.
"Hey, girl," she smiled politely before bringing her martini glass to her lips. "You look pretty."
"Thank you, Lauren, so do you, I love your top," Avery replied graciously, returning the compliment. She felt Brandon's intense gaze from across the table but brushed it off.
"Thank you, some of us were planning to hit up the club after this. You're more than welcome to join us," Lauren smiled.
"I'd love to, but I have plans later."
"That's a shame, I'm excited to spend time with Brandon outside of the office. He's so handsome, and it definitely helps that he's richer than most," Lauren smirked playfully as her eyes flashed across the table to the man in question.
There was no denying Brandon was a handsome man, but Omar was all-consuming. He had her well and truly hooked.
Well over a week had passed since they had returned home from Miami, and the picture of them taken outside of the club by paparazzi had long since been forgotten. It was rare for a day to end without Avery sharing a phone or FaceTime call with Omar.
Even from all the way in Vegas, he was able to make her feel like the sexiest version of herself. There was one night when she answered her FaceTime call, her face free of any makeup, and he made it a point to tell Avery how good she looked.
Later that evening, his jet was set to land in Atlanta, and there was no way she was going to choose the company of her colleagues over his.
"Late-night dick appointment?" Lauren smirked knowingly. She too had seen the pictures of Omar and Avery in Miami but knew better than to put her nose into business that didn't concern her.
"Something like that," Avery replied with a sly smile, not willing to divulge too much information to her nosy colleague. As the dinner progressed, Avery couldn't shake off the feeling of Brandon's gaze following her every move. She could sense his interest and couldn't deny the slight flutter it caused in her stomach.
As the night began to come to a close, he approached Avery as she stood from her seat, his smile warm and inviting as he came to stand in front of her.
"A few of us are going to keep the party going, care to join?" Brandon asked as he leaned in closer, his cologne enveloping her senses.
"Thank you for the invite, but I have plans. My ride is outside," Avery politely declined.
"Then let me walk you out," Brandon offered, extending his arm for her to take.
"Honestly, there is no need," she smiled. "My ride is right out front."
"I insist," Brandon said, looking into her eyes.
Avery hesitated for a moment, feeling the intensity of his gaze. She could see the genuine kindness in his eyes, but she couldn't help but think about Omar waiting for her in Atlanta.
With a polite smile, she relented and took his arm, allowing him to escort her out of the restaurant. As they walked towards the exit, she couldn't shake off the feeling of Brandon's presence beside her.
Once they reached the door, Brandon turned to her, his expression soft.
"Thank you for coming tonight, Avery. I hope you had a good time," he said, his eyes searching hers.
Avery nodded, offering him a warm smile. "Thank you for inviting us, Brandon. It was a lovely evening."
As she stepped outside, she spotted her ride waiting for her, and with a final wave to Brandon, she got into the car. As they drove away, she couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. Brandon's gesture had been kind, but her heart longed for the connection she had with Omar.
Deep down, she knew where her heart truly belonged.
Heading home, Avery removed her heels and did a quick spin of her house to make sure everything was neat and tidy before Omar arrived to spend the weekend at her place.
They had a conversation in Miami where Omar said he'd be the one to come to her more often, as thus far it was Avery who often traveled back and forth to see him. All he'd requested was that they made no plans and outside of his compulsory training, all he wanted to do was chill with her.
Avery couldn't help but smile at the thought of spending a relaxing weekend with Omar. Despite the lingering feeling of Brandon's presence from earlier, her heart felt at ease knowing that she would soon be wrapped in Omar's arms.
As she settled in at home, a sense of peace washed over her. She tidied up the living room, lit a few scented candles, and put on some soft music in the background, setting the mood for Omar's arrival.
When the doorbell finally rang, Avery's heart skipped a beat. She opened the door to find Omar standing there, a wide smile on his face as he pulled her into a warm embrace.
"Hey, beautiful," he whispered, his voice sending shivers down her spine.
"Hey, handsome," she replied, feeling a rush of excitement at seeing him. "How was your flight?"
"Quick, I've been waiting to get to you," Omar smirked as he used his foot to close the door behind himself, wrapping his arm around Avery's waist so he could turn them and place her back against it.
"How was dinner?" He asked gazing down at her.
"Great, Brandon rented out an entire restaurant for our office."
"I bet he did, trying to impress you." Omar scoffed making Avery smirk.
"Are you jealous, Mr. Bradley?" She asked teasingly.
"Not at all, I know where your attention lies and who your pussy belongs to," Omar said, leaning in to capture her lips in a sweet kiss. Avery melted into his embrace, feeling the familiar warmth and comfort of being with him.
"Who?" Avery smiled mischievously as they parted lips.
"Me, of course," Omar replied with a smirk, pulling her in for another kiss, their laughter filling the air as they embraced each other.
Taking Omar's hand into hers, Avery left his bags in her entryway and led him into her living room.
"If you know all of that, why did you scoff?" Avery asked as she sat Omar down on her sofa, so she could straddle his lap as they spoke.
"Does he?" Omar asked.
"Does he what?" Avery inquired, curiosity piqued by Omar's cryptic response.
"Does Brandon know who you belong to?" Omar clarified, his gaze intense as he searched her eyes for an answer.
Avery's heart skipped a beat at the question, realizing the depth of Omar's understanding of her feelings. She gently brushed her fingers against his cheek, a soft smile playing on her lips.
"I'll tell everyone I'm yours if you want me to," Avery said as she looked deeply into Omar's eyes, her voice filled with sincerity and an undertone of lust.
"We should be together," Omar said, smiling softly as he ran the pad of his thumb across Avery's bottom lip, his eyes on hers as he spoke. "I want you for so much more than just sex."
He absolutely adored her body, and their intimacy wasn't of this world, but beyond that, he craved a deeper connection with Avery. He wanted to explore her mind, learn about her dreams and fears, and share his own.
Omar knew that their physical chemistry was undeniable, but what truly drew him to Avery was her intelligence, wit, and kind heart. He enjoyed the conversations they had that lasted for hours, the laughter they shared, and the support she gave, even from over a thousand miles away. For Omar, being with Avery meant more than just passion; it meant building a true connection.
The night they met in Turks and Caicos might have seemed like a random coincidence and a night of passion, but as time went on, it was clear that they were two souls destined to meet.
"Omar, I want you too," Avery said as she reached up to caress his bearded jaw, a soft smile gracing her lips as she felt him relax against her touch.
Bringing his face towards hers, Avery leaned forward and pressed a kiss to Omar's lips as his hand found her butt, easing her into his lap so she straddled him.
In that moment, everything felt right. Their bodies fit together like two puzzle pieces finally finding their perfect match. As they deepened the kiss, a spark ignited between them, a flame of passion mixed with a longing for something more profound.
Their embrace was a mixture of desire and tenderness, a silent promise of exploring not just each other's bodies but also their hearts and souls. Avery felt a sense of completeness in Omar's arms, a feeling she hadn't experienced before with anyone else.
As they broke the kiss, their eyes locked, conveying unspoken words of affection and understanding. In that shared gaze, they found a connection that transcended physical attraction, a bond that felt like coming home.
"I want to give you everything you deserve," Omar whispered, his voice filled with sincerity. "I want to be there for you, support you, and grow with you. I want to be your man in every sense of the word."
Avery felt her heart swell with emotion as she looked into Omar's eyes, seeing the depth of his feelings reflected back at her.
"Make love to me," Avery said just above a whisper, her mouth working quicker than her rational as she looked into Omar's eyes.
Omar's eyes widened slightly at Avery's request, a mix of surprise and intense desire flickering in his gaze. He captured her lips in another searing kiss, pouring all his emotions into the connection they shared. With a gentle yet firm touch, he lifted her in his arms, carrying her to the bedroom where they would explore one another.
In the quiet intimacy of Avery's bedroom, their bodies moved together in a dance as old as time. Her eyes fixed on Omar's as he fucked her slow, deep and with intention.
Their lovemaking was a symphony of passion and tenderness, each touch and caress speaking volumes of their connection. As they moved as one, their bodies intertwined in a dance of desire and longing, their souls merging in a moment of pure intimacy.
With each whispered word, each shared breath, Avery and Omar delved deeper into each other's essence, exploring not just the physical but also the emotional depths of their bond. It was a union of hearts and bodies.
"Baby, you're in my stomach," Avery gasped as she felt the intensity of their connection reaching new heights. Omar's eyes were filled with adoration as he held her close, cherishing every moment they shared. They moved together in perfect harmony, their bodies entwined in a dance of passion.
"These guts are mine," Omar grunted as he slammed his length into Avery without warning making her cry out, the dull pain mixed with inexplainable pleasure making tears fill her eyes.
As the intensity of their lovemaking reached a crescendo, Avery felt a wave of emotions crashing over her. The line between physical pleasure and emotional connection blurred, and she found herself lost in the moment with Omar. His deep, guttural groans mixed with her soft moans created a symphony of desire that echoed through the room.
In that intimate space, they bared their souls to each other, letting go of any inhibitions and allowing their love to shine through. The passion they shared was not just a physical act but a manifestation of the deep bond they had forged.
Allowing Omar to turn her onto her stomach, Avery raised her hips as she rest her head on her crossed arms, ready for whatever pleasure he wanted to bestow upon her. Omar's hands roamed over her body, caressing every curve with reverence and adoration. With each touch, Avery felt a surge of desire and connection that went beyond the physical realm.
As he entered her from behind, a wave of ecstasy washed over Avery, her body responding to his every movement with fervor.
Grabbing a pillow from the top of the bed, Avery bit down on it, muffling her moans as Omar had his way with her. The sound of their bodies coming together filled the room, a symphony of passion and desire that seemed to echo through the night.
In that moment, Avery felt completely consumed by the intensity of their connection. Every touch, every thrust, every whisper of breath against her skin sent her spiraling into a whirlwind of pleasure. She felt as though she was being taken to heights she had never experienced before, lost in a sea of sensation that only Omar could bring out in her.
"Take it all daddy, it's yours!" Avery cried as her eyes rolled back and her body quivered with pleasure as she surrendered herself completely to Omar, trusting him to lead her through waves of ecstasy. The intensity of their lovemaking reached a peak as they moved together in a symphony of passion and desire, their connection deepening with each passing moment. In that intimate space, they found solace in each other's arms, their love transcending the physical into something truly profound.
Avery was completely sated as she lay silently on Omar's chest, his fingers in her hair that had returned to its naturally curly state as a result of their tryst.
"Baby," Omar said, checking if she was still awake.
"Hmm?" Avery hummed in acknowledgement.
"My cousin and his wife are throwing party next month in Houston to celebrate their tenth wedding anniversary, if you're available I'd like you to come with me." Omar said as he stroked her hair gently, his voice filled with warmth and affection.
Avery's heart swelled with happiness at Omar's invitation. She lifted her head from his chest and looked into his eyes, a soft smile playing on her lips. "I'd love to come with you, Omar."
Omar's face lit up with a smile, and he pulled her in for a sweet kiss, sealing their agreement with a promise of more adventures together, before they drifted off to sleep within minutes of one another.
By the time 4am rolled around, both Omar and Avery succumbed to their insatiable lust for one another as he had her for a second time in the middle of her bed.
Despite waking from slumber, the pair were energetic as they fucked.
"Take every fucking inch," Omar groaned out into the electrically charged room as he took her from behind, using his hands to spread her apart as he thrust deeply into her, their bodies moving in perfect harmony. Avery's moans filled the air, mingling with Omar's growls of pleasure as they lost themselves in the raw intensity of their connection.
"Don't you dare try to run from me." Omar growled as he wrapped his hand around her throat, holding her in place as he continued to ravish her with a primal need. Avery's eyes widened in surprise at his sudden dominance, but she felt a surge of excitement and arousal at his possessiveness.
Her hands gripped the sheets beneath her as she surrendered to Omar's control, allowing him to take her to new heights of pleasure. The sensation of his firm grip on her throat combined with the intensity of their lovemaking sent shivers down her spine.
"I wish you could see the way your pussy is creaming on me, it looks so fucking good. But I want to look into your eyes while I tear it up," with that Omar pulled his length from Avery, causing her to whimper at the loss of friction between them.
Her dissatisfaction was short lived as turned her onto her back, pinning her legs to the bed as he placed his hands at the back of her knees and leaned into her. Avery's breath hitched as she felt Omar's weight pressing her down, his eyes locked onto hers with a hunger that sent a thrill through her body. With a swift movement, he entered her again, filling her completely as she arched into his touch, meeting him thrust for thrust.
Their sex became a dance of want and insatiable desire, each movement a testament to the connection they shared. Avery felt a sense of liberation in surrendering herself to Omar completely, allowing him to explore every inch of her body that he'd claimed as his.
"You're so fucking tight, shit," Omar hissed as his brow furrowed and his jaw hung slack as he held an intense eye contact with Avery.
In that moment of raw intimacy, Avery felt a sense of freedom and abandon that she had never experienced before. With every touch, every kiss, every whispered word, she felt herself falling deeper and deeper into the depths of their connection.
As they reached their peak, Avery felt a surge of ecstasy wash over her, her body trembling with pleasure as she gave herself entirely to Omar. In that moment of pure vulnerability, she found a sense of liberation and fulfillment that she had longed for.
"Omar, you're so good!" Avery gasped as she looked into his slightly hooded, lust-drunk eyes. She wanted to give herself to him in every which way possible.
Omar's gaze held a mix of desire, adoration, and possessiveness as he continued to move within her, their bodies moving in sync as they reached new heights of pleasure. Avery felt herself teetering on the edge of ecstasy, her heart pounding in her chest as she surrendered to the intensity of their connection.
As they reached the peak of their passion, their bodies trembled with the force of their release, waves of pleasure crashing over them in a symphony of bliss.
"Avery, say you'll be mine. Say you'll be my girlfriend." Omar grunted as he continued to move, his eyes never leaving hers.
Avery felt her heart swell with emotion at Omar's request. She knew in that moment, amidst their raw intensity, that she wanted to be more than just a passing flame in his life. She wanted to be his partner, his confidante.
"Yes, Omar. I want to be yours. I want to be your girlfriend." Avery said breathlessly as she pulled him into a kiss.
In that intimate space, amidst the tangled sheets and the echoes of their shared passion, Avery and Omar sealed their bond with a promise. It was a moment of pure connection, a culmination of their desire for each other evolving into something deeper and more profound.
As they lay entwined in each other's arms, the dawn light filtering through the window, Avery felt a sense of contentment wash over her. In Omar's embrace, she found a sense of belonging and completeness that she had been searching for all along. And in that moment, she knew that their love story was just beginning, with endless possibilities waiting to unfold.
"I have to be up in a few hours," Avery hummed as she got comfortable on top of Omar, her body feeling light as a feather as she let out a breath she'd been holding.
Despite her body feeling like it had been placed on top of a cloud, Avery could feel a tenderness between her legs that only ever came as a result of great sex.
"Tomorrow is Saturday, you don't have work," Omar said, slightly confused as his hand ran up and down her spine.
"I'm sorry I forgot to tell you, but Chaney is coming over for breakfast. I double-booked and didn't even remember. I've been so busy this week," Avery explained tiredly.
Omar chuckled softly, his fingers tracing soothing circles on Avery's back. "I'm a guest in your house, what you say goes,"
He enjoyed Chaney's company, she was funny and clearly an amazing friend to Avery. He had his thoughts about Brooke but chose to keep them to himself and encouraged Avery to make amends with her.
Within ten minutes Avery and Omar were asleep, as the early morning sun crept in through the slight cracks in Avery's curtains.
Their bodies intertwined in a peaceful slumber, the warmth of their connection radiating throughout the room. As they slept, a new day filled with possibilities lingered in the air.
Waking up a little after 9am, Avery got out of her bed on tired legs as she left Omar sleeping in her sheets.
When she came face to face with her reflection, she couldn't help but to laugh as she pulled her hair into a messy bun on top of her head.
On the left side of her neck there were two bright red passion marks, the skin slightly raised as she softly traced them with her fingers. Avery couldn't help but o to smile as noticed a bite mark on her right side, just shy of her boob.
Feeling a mix of satisfaction and a slight tinge of soreness, Avery couldn't help but be reminded of the intense night she had shared with Omar. The marks left on her skin were like souvenirs of their passionate connection, a visible reminder of the deep intimacy they had experienced.
She was so amused by her own appearance, she didn't notice that Omar stood watching her from the doorway, a soft smile on his face as he admired her in the morning light. Avery turned around, startled but then smiled at the sight of him.
"Good morning, sleepyhead," she teased, as he walked over to her, wrapping his arms around her waist, his length hanging heavy between them as he took in both of their reflections.
"I hope you slept well," Avery said, her eyelids slightly drooping as Omar kissed along her neck, her nipples hardening as his hands roamed her body.
"Like a baby." Omar mumbled, groaning into Avery's ear as his hand slipped in between her legs, his fingers coming in contact with her clit.
Avery's breath hitched at the sudden touch, a surge of desire coursing through her body. She leaned back into Omar's embrace, allowing herself to be enveloped in his warmth and desire. His touch ignited a fire within her, awakening a hunger that only he could satisfy.
Their morning ritual was filled with soft kisses, lingering touches, and whispered words of affection. As they stood there, entwined in each other's arms, the world outside seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them in their own little bubble of intimacy.
"I can't get enough of you," Omar murmured against Avery's skin, his voice filled with longing and adoration.
Avery turned in his arms, her gaze meeting his with a look of deep affection. "I feel the same way about you, Omar."
Their connection was undeniable, a bond that went beyond physical attraction and delved into the depths of their souls. In each other, they had found a sense of companion and belonging.
"Are you sore?" Omar asked against her lips, ready to lift her onto the bathroom counter and take her again. Despite his hunger, he couldn't ignore the intensity of their sex the previous night.
Avery chuckled softly, feeling a slight soreness in her body but also a lingering sense of satisfaction. "A little, but in the best way possible," she replied with a playful smile.
Omar's eyes sparkled with desire as he lifted her effortlessly onto the bathroom counter, his hands roaming over her body with a hunger that sent shivers down her spine. The intensity of their connection continued to burn brightly, fueling their desire for each other.
As they lost themselves in the heat of the moment, their bodies moving together in a dance of passion and desire, Avery and Omar knew that their story was just beginning.
And as they shared another moment of intimacy and bliss, the world outside faded away, leaving only the two of them wrapped up in their own little world.
"Take what's yours," Avery said just above a whisper as she looked up into Omar's eyes, meeting his intense gaze.
Half an hour later, Avery and Omar left the bathroom feeling refreshed from both a shower and great sex. Getting dressed in comfortable clothes, they headed downstairs to make a start on breakfast.
Chaney arrived at Avery's house with only minutes until the hour of 10am, a bottle of freshly squeezed orange juice in one hand and a bottle of champagne in another.
Pulling off her shoes and coat she'd picked due to the continuous wet weather, she made her way into the kitchen to find both Omar and Avery hard at work.
"Mmm, something smells amazing." She smiled as she placed her purse and bottles down on the counter, before walking over the the cabinet to grab everything she'd need to set the table.
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