Avery was completely intoxicated by Omar's length and girth, with her hands bound behind her back and her knees a shoulder width apart as he fucked her from behind.
She moaned out in ecstasy as Omar leaned into her, the dead of his dick tapping against her cervix with each flex of his hips.
Placing his hands either side of her head, Omar leaned down so he could speak into her ear, his lips ghosting against her skin as he whispered, "Your body is so fucking beautiful, It's all mine,"
Avery let out a groan as Omar leaned further into her, the dull discomfort combined with an earth shattering pleasure driving her absolutely wild.
She could feel the intensity building within her, the sensation of being completely at Omar's mercy sending shivers down her spine. Every thrust, every touch, was pushing her closer to the edge of pure bliss.
With her senses heightened and her body responding eagerly to his every move, Avery surrendered herself fully to the overwhelming pleasure that Omar was giving her. Her moans grew louder, her body arched in response to his relentless rhythm.
"Baby, your legs are shaking," Omar smiled against the side of her face.
Avery's body quivered beneath him, the overwhelming pleasure threatening to consume her entirely. Her legs trembled with the force of his thrusts, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she surrendered herself to the intense pleasure coursing through her.
Omar's words only fueled the fire within her, his possessiveness igniting a primal need within her to be completely claimed by him. She was lost in a haze of desire, her mind consumed by the intoxicating sensation of his body moving against hers.
"More daddy, please!" Avery all but begged as she pushed her hips back against him, craving the deep penetration and the overwhelming feeling of being completely filled by him.
Omar's movements became more urgent, his grip on her tightening as he drove into her with a primal intensity. Avery's moans filled the room, a symphony of his pleasure and desire as she gave herself over completely to the ecstasy he was providing.
"Reach back and spread yourself open," Omar instructed as he untied the silk rope around her wrist, freeing her hands that had been bound for most of the night.
Avery's heart raced with excitement as she followed his command, reaching back to spread herself open for him. The feeling of being completely exposed and vulnerable to him only added to the intense pleasure she was experiencing.
With her hands now free, Avery grasped onto the sheets beneath her, anchoring herself as Omar continued to drive into her with a relentless passion. The sound of their bodies colliding filled the room, mixing with her cries of ecstasy and his deep grunts of satisfaction.
Omar's movements became more erratic, his thrusts becoming harder and more desperate as he chased his own release. Avery could feel the tension building within him, matching the intensity of her own need for release.
As they moved together in perfect synchrony, Avery felt the wave of pleasure crashing over her, her entire body quivering with the force of her climax. She cried out his name as she unraveled beneath him, her essence spilling over as she reached the peak of her pleasure.
Omar followed soon after, his own release washing over him as he found his release within her. With a guttural groan, he stilled against her, his body trembling with the force of his own intense climax.
They lay together, spent and breathless, the room filled with the sound of their ragged breathing and the lingering echoes of their shared passion. Avery felt a deep sense of satisfaction and contentment wash over her as she basked in the afterglow of their intimate connection.
"I should feel tired after that, but I'm not," Avery said as she rested her head against Omar's chest, slinging her leg over his.
"Me neither," he spoke softly as his fingers lazily played in her hair. "But I am hungry."
"I could order us something from room service?" Avery said as she sat up reaching for the hotel room phone and the menu beside it.
"Cheese burger and fries?" She asked as she pulled the comforter up to her chest, resting back against the beds plush headboard.
"Sound good," Omar smiled as he rolled over, resting his head on Avery's lap, reaching for the comforter, he pulled it from her to reveal her breast to him.
Avery shivered at the sudden exposure, but a thrill of excitement shot through her as Omar's eyes darkened with desire. Without a word, he leaned in and took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking gently and sending a jolt of pleasure straight to her core.
Her breath hitched as he continued his ministrations, his hands roaming over her body, igniting a fire within her once again. The combination of his hunger for her and the intimacy they shared in that moment sent her pulse racing.
As they waited for their food to arrive, Omar's touches grew bolder, his fingers tracing patterns over her skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. Avery's body responded eagerly, arching into his touch, craving more of his intoxicating presence.
When the room service arrived, they sat devoured their meal, the taste of the food mixing with the lingering taste of each other on their lips. The sense of satisfaction and contentment only grew as they lay together, sated and entwined in each other's arms.
"Put on some pants and grab my hoodie, I'm taking you somewhere," Omar said as he reached for his phone, typing something as Avery got up from the bed to do as he asked.
"Where?" Avery asked as she pulled on a pair of leggings, forgoing a bra as she slipped Omar's hoodie over her head.
"I'm taking you to get ice cream, my driver should be downstairs in about ten minutes." He explained as he got out of the bed, pulling on the sweatsuit he wore earlier that day.
Avery's eyes lit up at the mention of ice cream, a smile spreading across her face as she followed Omar's lead. The thought of sharing a sweet treat with him after their passionate encounter filled her with joy.
As they made their way downstairs to the waiting car, Avery felt a sense of warmth and contentment settle over her. The night had been filled with intense pleasure and connection, and now they were embarking on a new adventure together.
Sitting side by side in the back of the car, Avery leaned against Omar, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath her cheek. The drive to the ice cream parlor was filled with comfortable silence, the shared intimacy between them speaking volumes without the need for words.
When they arrived, Omar led Avery inside, his hand warm and reassuring in hers. They chose their flavors and sat at a small table, enjoying the simple pleasure of each other's company as they indulged in the creamy sweetness of their ice cream.
As they talked and laughed, Avery felt a deep sense of connection and belonging with Omar. The night had been a whirlwind of passion and desire, but sitting and eating ice cream at almost 2am was a moment of peace and contentment that she cherished just as much.
The simple act of sharing ice cream with Omar felt intimate and special, a reminder of the deep bond they shared beyond the physical connection they had experienced earlier.
"This is really cute," Avery smiled as she felt her cheeks warm.
"What is?" Omar asked as he leaned back in his seat observing her.
"This, I've never gone on a spontaneous date like this," sitting in an ice cream parlour at 2am may have sounded lacklustre to some, but Avery felt wanted and adored.
Avery's words brought a soft smile to Omar's lips as he reached out to tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "I enjoy spending time you, I like having you with me and showing you how much you mean to me," he confessed, his gaze warm and affectionate.
Avery's heart swelled with emotion at his words, feeling a deep sense of gratitude for the man sitting across from her. The intimacy and connection they shared in that moment felt more profound than any physical pleasure they had experienced earlier.
As they finished their ice cream and made their way back to the car, Avery couldn't help but to melt against Omar's body as he wrapped his arms around her.
Before she could reach for the door handle, Omar turned Avery to face him and backed her up against the car door, his lips claiming hers in a heated kiss.
"I want you again," Omar said just above a whisper as he rested his forehead against hers looking into her eyes.
"Then take me back to the hotel and have me, anyway you want," Avery mumbled against his lips as she wrapped her arms around him.
Omar's eyes darkened with desire at Avery's words, a primal need overtaking him as he lifted her effortlessly into his arms and carried her back to the waiting car. The drive back to the hotel was filled with anticipation and longing, the air thick with unspoken desire between them.
As they entered the hotel room once again, Omar wasted no time in claiming Avery, his hands roaming over her body with a possessiveness that sent a shiver down her spine. Their passion reignited with a fierce intensity as they moved together in a dance of desire and need.
Every touch, every kiss, every whispered word of longing fueled the fire between them, igniting a raw and primal connection that transcended the physical. In that moment, they were lost in each other, consumed by the overwhelming need to be one.
As the night unfolded in a symphony of pleasure and ecstasy, Avery and Omar found themselves entwined in a dance of passion that knew no bounds. In each other's arms, they found solace and fulfillment, a deep connection that transcended the physical realm and touched the depths of their souls.
In the quiet moments that followed their shared intimacy, Avery and Omar lay entwined in each other's arms, basking in the afterglow of their love and desire. The night had been a whirlwind of passion and connection, a journey of exploration and intimacy that had brought them closer together in ways they never thought possible.
As they drifted off to sleep, wrapped in each other's embrace, Avery felt a sense of completeness and contentment wash over her. In Omar's arms, she had found a love that was all-encompassing, a passion that burned bright and fierce, a connection that transcended time and space.
The next morning Omar was up first, he kept quiet and his movements were slow and steady as he got out of the bed and prepared to head to the gym to meet up with his trainer.
Placing a soft kiss on Avery's cheek, he fixed his side of the bed before placing an orange medium-sized box on his pillow brandishing the unmistakable Hermes logo and a note on top of it.
The note read, "Good morning, baby. I hope you enjoy what's inside. I'll be back soon. - O."
Avery's heart swelled with affection as she sat up in bed, reaching for the box with a curious smile. Opening it, she found a beautifully wrapped gift, and as she untied the ribbon, she uncovered a stunning Hermes bag with white leather and gold hardware.
Tears welled up in her eyes as she held the bag up, feeling overwhelmed by Omar's thoughtful gesture. The simple yet meaningful gift spoke volumes about his understanding of her tastes and his desire to make her happy.
Wiping away her tears, Avery placed the purse back into its box before getting up to start her day.
In a few short hours, Chaney would be landing in Los Angeles before they made the two-hour-long drive to Palm Springs ahead of Coachella.
Heading into the shower, Avery took her time bathing before getting out and dressing in a simple yet cute outfit. She then did her hair and makeup, following the theme of simplicity.
Grabbing her phone to call for a car to take her to the airport, Avery ordered a fruit platter to nibble on while she waited on the driver. As she sat in the living room, enjoying the fresh fruit and thinking about the night she had just shared with Omar, she couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation for the adventures that awaited her at Coachella.
When the car arrived, Avery gathered her things, including the Hermes bag that Omar had gifted her, and made her way to the airport to pick up Chaney and drop of her bags back at the hotel before the two best friends set out to spend the early afternoon brunching at one of Chaney's favourite restaurants in Los Angeles.
"I couldn't help but to notice that Birkin you've been carrying around, Avery," Chaney smirked knowingly across the table at her best friend.
"What about it?" Avery asked humouring her.
"It's gorgeous, and it looks like someone has been treating you well," Chaney replied with a wink.
Avery blushed, feeling a mix of gratitude and happiness at the thought of Omar's thoughtful gesture. "He's been amazing, Chaney. I can't even begin to explain," she gushed, feeling a warmth in her heart at the thought of Omar.
The two friends continued to catch up over their meal, sharing stories and laughter as they enjoyed each other's company. As they finished their brunch, Avery's phone buzzed with a message from Omar, checking in on her and expressing his excitement for their upcoming trip to Palm Springs.
With a smile on her face, Avery replied to him, feeling a sense of anticipation building within her for the adventures that awaited them at the music festival.
"Are you excited for the weekend?" Avery asked as she took a sip from her glass, her eyes on Chaney as she waited for her response.
"Of course I am, it's been a minute since we've done anything like this."
"Tell me about it," Avery scoffed. "The last time we went to a festival Marcus complained the entire day."
Much like Avery, Chaney wasn't at all fond of her ex boyfriend. Although Marcus was bad to her personally, she couldn't ignore his ill treatment of her best friend.
"Made in America," Chaney smiled knowingly. "But enough about that Gremlin Marcus, it's Omar's time now."
Avery couldn't help but blush at her best friends teasing, feeling a surge of happiness and excitement at the thought of spending the weekend with Omar. The prospect of Coachella with him by her side filled her with a sense of joy and anticipation that she hadn't felt in a long time.
"Have a question," Chaney said as she leaned in, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
"What's up?" Avery replied, curious about what Chaney was about to ask.
"Are you falling for Omar?" Chaney asked bluntly, her gaze piercing as she searched for any hint of hesitation in Avery's expression.
Avery felt her heart skip a beat at the question, the weight of Chaney's words settling heavily in the air between them. She took a moment to consider her feelings before responding, her voice soft yet resolute.
"I think...I think I might be," Avery admitted, her cheeks flushing with a mix of emotions.
Chaney's eyes widened in surprise, a smile playing at the corners of her lips. "Well, well, well, looks like someone has found themselves in deep," she teased, her tone filled with playful affection.
Avery chuckled, feeling a sense of lightness and warmth at sharing her feelings with Chaney. The support and understanding she received from her best friend only solidified her own growing emotions for Omar.
As they finished up their meal, Avery insisted on paying before they left the restaurant to further explore the city.
It came as no surprize to either woman that they ended up on one of the best shopping strips in Los Angeles, as they stepped foot out of a designer boutique both women turned in the direction of somebody calling out Avery's name.
"Who is that?" Chaney frowned curiously as she watched Brandon jog towards where they stood on the sidewalk.
"Brandon?" Avery smiled, rather taken back that she'd ran into a college hundreds of miles away from Atlanta.
"What's up, what are you doing out here?" He asked as he came to stand in front of the women, his eyes washing over Chaney as she shot her a smile.
"I've been here for a few days, we're heading to down to Palm Springs later this evening for Coachella," Avery explained making Brandon's smile widen.
"That's crazy, so am I." He revealed. "Is it just the two of your or...?"
"We're spending the weekend there with my boyfriend, he's working," Avery revealed.
"Omar Bradley," Brandon smirked making Avery blush at the mention of her man's name.
"That's the one," she confirmed.
As they chatted with Brandon and made plans to potentially meet up in Palm Springs, Avery couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement building for the upcoming weekend.
After bidding farewell to Brandon, Avery and Chaney continued their shopping excursion, enjoying the warm Los Angeles weather and the vibrant energy of the city.
"I know you're spoken for, but who the hell was that and why are you bumping into randoms all the way out in Los Angeles?" Chaney asked as she looked over her shoulder in the direction Brandon had walked.
"Brandon's dad owns the firm that merged with ours, we've been working in the same building for a few months, he's cool." But he wasn't Omar, Avery thought to herself as they continued to walk.
Chaney raised an eyebrow at Avery's response, a mischievous glint in her eye. "He's cute, but definitely not Omar level," she teased, earning a playful swat on the arm from Avery.
Avery laughed, feeling a surge of affection for her best friend. "Definitely not Omar level, that's for sure," she agreed, her thoughts drifting back to the man who had captured her heart in ways she never expected.
As they made their way back to the hotel to pack for their trip to Palm Springs, Avery couldn't shake the feeling of excitement and anticipation that filled her. The prospect of spending the weekend at Coachella with Omar by her side, surrounded by music, laughter, and love, made her heart soar.
"You guys did some damage," Omar said teasingly as he took in Avery and Chaney's shopping bags as they entered the suite, his legs propped up on the coffee table in front of him as he watched boxing highlights.
"Not really," Avery smiled as she sat down on the seat beside him, leaning over so she could press a kiss to his cheek. "How was your day?" She asked.
"Good, I spent most of the day training and then I came back here had a nap and something to eat."
Avery snuggled closer to Omar, feeling a sense of contentment wash over her as she relaxed into his presence. The simple act of being with him felt like coming home, a feeling of peace and contentment that she cherished deeply.
As they packed their bags and prepared for the journey to Palm Springs, Avery couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement bubbling within her. The prospect of spending the weekend at Coachella with Omar by her side filled her with a sense of joy and anticipation that she couldn't contain.
With their bags packed and the anticipation of the weekend ahead building, Avery and Chaney bid farewell to Los Angeles and made their way to Palm Springs, eager to embark on a new adventure filled with music, love, and unforgettable memories.
My favs are heading to Coachella! 🥳
If you've watched the insecure episode when they go to the festival I used that as inspiration for these next few chapters. 😂😂
It seems like everyone is going to be in Palm Springs!
We've met characters from Avery's past, but is anyone curious about Omar's!? 🤔 👀 👀
Please remember this is an erotic novel and intended for a mature audience, there are explicit adult themes though out this book!
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