[Lyzänder: ToaHM] Chapter 9.1 Parting Embrace

Rook fell atop Lyzander on the creaking wooden floor. The pair burst into a fit of giggling, alleviating the tense atmosphere. Lyzander felt himself hardening with Rook sprawled atop him with her head buried against his muscular chest. He enjoyed the feeling of her silken blonde hair cascading over him.

Brushing aside her hair to reveal her beautiful features, Lyzander grasped her chin and connected his lips to hers in a passionate kiss. Her soft body relaxed into him, pressing him to the floor. She felt his rock-hard manhood digging into her. Reaching down, she grasped it with an inexperienced grip.

Rook started to enthusiastically stroke his engorged cock with awkward movements, all while keeping her lips locked with his. Lyzander tried to take it from her, but she slapped his hand away and shoved him flat, unexpectedly jostling his head with the firm foot of his bed. They were entangled on the floor, the relative comfort of the straw-filled mattress completely overlooked by both of them.

She giggled at his discomfort and lunged down to eagerly take his raging manhood into her mouth. Lyzander collapsed back to enjoy the rush of new feelings as her lips slurped against his cock. He let out an involuntary groan of pleasure that sent Rook into a frenzy with her mouth.

Lyzander took a tight handful of her lustrous hair, driving his cock deeper into her throat. Rook recoiled at the unexpected movement and took her mouth away to start coughing and spluttering. She saw his look of concern as he released his grip and gave him a reassuring grin, thick drool stringing from her soft lips to his cock.

She once again picked up his cock and started to stroke, holding her mouth open to swallow his shaft. She sat back again with a light cough and wiped away her mouth to put it back without pause. Her hands betrayed her inexperience with her moving out of sync with the bobbing of her face.

That was of no concern to Lyzander as he lost himself to the feeling. Satisfied he was adequately prepped, Rook sat back on her knees and fumbled to undo her belt. She let out an excited squeal as Lyzander sat upright and took the belt from her, tossing it to the side. He pried her loose tunic over her shoulders.

His greedy gaze drank in every inch of taut skin. Eagerly grabbing one of Rook’s perky breasts in the hand not supporting his weight. He began to pinch and tease her small nipples with his fingers. She patiently enjoyed his playing while closing her eyes and biting her lips with a smile, her nipples hardening under his touch.

Lyzander reached down to tug at the waist of her trousers. She sat back to assist him in sliding the coarse fabric over her hips, revealing the enticing curve of her supple ass. He caught a glimpse of the glistening peach between her thighs and couldn’t hold himself back.

He tackled her to the ground and started to suckle her breast while fumbling with a hand between her thighs. Rook let out a cry of surprise followed by laughter as she struggled to kick off the pants entangling her legs. The moment she was free of the restrictive fabric, she parted her knees and invitingly arched her belly into him.

Rook released a gasp of pleasure as his fingers entered her glistening womanhood under the guidance of his innate calculations. He curled his fingers in a way that touched a spot just inside the entrance of her peach. Her body stiffened when he started to include his thumb dancing over her clit, her body arched into him until it was no longer touching the floor as it started to quiver uncontrollably.

He immediately gripped her slender hips and lifted her from underneath him and rolled onto his back on the wooden floor. She gasped as he suddenly thrust his impressive cock inside her soaking peach. Her toes curled as she attempted to push her knees closed before choosing to surrender to the feeling, pushing her ass down. The full length of his shaft slammed into her with a slapping sound.

Rook crossed her straight arms on his chest to lift herself from his too-large cock. Lyzander became mesmerised by the movements of her flat stomach as she ground her hips against him. Rook seductively glanced over her shoulder to watch his manhood entering inside her, a satisfied smile forming on her lips.

Prompted by his instinctive calculations, Lyzander arched his belly forward, giving Rook purchase to grind her clit against his pelvis. Her moans of pleasure immediately grew louder, causing her to purse her lips together. But involuntary sound still escaped her mouth. She let out a short scream and collapsed against his chest, burning his face between her breasts.

Lyzander turned his face to the side and inhaled a deep breath after escaping her smothering. Rook’s body convulsed atop him with her brow pressed against the foot of his bed while she tightly gripped the wood.

Spurred on by her climax, Lyzander enthusiastically extended it by slamming deeply into her from underneath. He watched her face contort with pleasure as she screamed and endured the overwhelming feeling of his cock deep inside her. He gripped her hips and thrust upward, lifting her from the ground and holding her there as he ejaculated his seed deep inside her.

He twisted out from underneath and stood up in the rapidly lighting room with Rook pantingly gazing up at him as his seed leaked from between her thighs. He reached down and picked her up to place her on the mattress, immediately kissing her neck and pressing his body down upon her for round two.