Imani was too far away, her lips, her skin... Lucas wanted her eyes holding his. He suddenly pulled his cock out of her, making her gasp, and flipped her onto her back. She was drenched in sweat just as much as he was while her breaths came out in short spurts and he reached down to grab her thighs, spreading her legs apart. He put her legs over his open thighs, aligned his cock with her entrance and swiftly drove it into her.
Imani cried out as he entered her, bucking her hips and holding tightly onto him while he started pounding into her tight heat without hesitation. Each thrust was fluid, moving almost in a circular motion as he pushed in and Imani's eyes rolled to the back of her head. He suddenly grabbed one of her legs and hooked it over his shoulder, spreading her even wider, while his other hand went down to her clit while he kept driving into her.