Tyler eased her pants off her hips, his hand immediately diving into her panties so that he could push two fingers inside of her. He curled and thrusted them, muffling her soft moans with his lips.
Melina lifted her hips slightly, chasing his hand as it moved against her. She shoved down his pants and briefs before sliding away from him and motioning to the bed. When he laid down, she climbed on top of him, straddling his waist. She reached down and guided him inside of her, taking a moment to adjust to feeling so full. She leaned down to rest her forehead against his.
"Show me I'm yours," she told him.
"You'll always be mine," Tyler promised her before grabbing her hips and slowly thrusting up into her. He leaned his head back against the pillow, his lips parting in pleased sounds and breaths as she moved up and down on top of him.
