Raymond’s strong arms held her this morning just as they had last night. After they’d made love for the third time, Raymond had told Imani that they needed to stop and she should soak in his garden tub. At the time, she hadn’t wanted to do anything but make love to him again. She’d wanted to test out her new skills of riding. Imani and Raymond had discovered that she enjoyed being on top. Which had been why Raymond suggested a soak in the bathtub. Raymond had enjoyed watching Imani ride him as well. What she’d lacked in experience, she’d definitely made up for in enthusiasm. Her strokes had been long, deep, and slow. Raymond had matched her pace, allowing Imani to explore her burgeoning sexuality and find out what she liked and what worked for her to get pleasure. By the time they’d had their fill of desire, the sun was coming up over the horizon. She brushed her lips against his. “Good morning, darling,” she said. “Morning, babe,” he replied. Imani loved the deep and gruff sound of his voice when he first woke up.
