Unusual Weather (2)

Lucas gave Imani a tight nod, his jaw clenched, and she instantly let her lips consume his in a slow, sweet kiss – lips to lips, tongue to tongue. He trailed his fingers over the bare skin of her thighs, loving how soft her skin was, as he leaned back in the couch and took her with him.

One of his hands came down on her ass harshly and she squealed into his mouth as she remembered him spanking her this morning and he smiled against her lips before he started to squeeze her ass. Imani moaned into his mouth and that made his blood hum as he kissed her even more intensely.

"Imani, I – oh."

Imani quickly pulled away from Lucas and in her effort to scramble off of him, she tumbled to the floor, hitting her head on the centre table. "Ow," she cried out as Lucas quickly moved to her side, helping her sit up while she pressed a hand to the back of her head.