Ivy
Tyler's room is quite like hers. There's a little kitchenette and a bathroom, a sitting area and a queen sized bed, like a hotel room almost. The second he closes the door, Tyler wraps himself around Ivy and kisses her passionately. Her heart flutters as she leans into him, wrapping her arms around his waist. Nibbling on her bottom lip, he teases her mouth open and he eagerly thrusts his tongue into her mouth.
Tyler scoops her up by her a**, and she immediately wraps her legs around his waist so her dress is up over her hips. She can feel that he's rock hard under his jeans as he presses her up against the wall. Ivy winds her fingers into his hair and he kisses his way down her jaw to her neck, and then to her décolletage.
Ivy's heart is thundering in her chest as she reaches down
