Page 21 of Surface Pressure

Soulara opened her mouth and ran her tongue along Autumn’s bottom lip. She had dreamed of this during those long nights since the last time they’d seen each other. She’d done her best to protect those thoughts from her mother when they were practicing, and she was fairly sure she’d managed. But by Zeus, this was so much better than what she’d dreamed of.

Autumn’s arms were around Soulara’s neck in an instant while Soulara pulled Autumn’s legs around her waist and cupped her ass to keep Autumn in place against her. Autumn instinctively hooked her ankles together and squeezed tight.

“Fuck.” Soulara gasped. Legs were so much better than a fucking tail for this. She scraped her fingers against Autumn’s body to her thighs, nibbling her way against Autumn’s jaw and back to her lips. Their mouths pressed together again, Autumn no longer holding back like she had before.

Autumn plundered her.

Soulara struggled to keep up, wise to the fact that if she allowed them to sink too low, Autumn would struggle again. Autumn moved against her so quickly, a current of arousal hitting Soulara hard. Their mouths joined again, Soulara’s eyes fluttering shut. Autumn slid her fingers against Soulara’s back, up to her shoulders as she held on and pressed their bodies together hard.

Moaning, Soulara angled backward and dug her fingers into Autumn’s hair. Their tongues touched, slipping against each other as they explored. Autumn’s mouth was so warm, hot almost, which was something Soulara had never experienced before. Shivers ran through her, peaking her nipples and settling in the center of her tail.

Oh just what would this be like?

Autumn pulled back and gasped heavily, a glint in her eyes as she nipped at Soulara’s lower lip and hummed.

“I’m sure fucking can be arranged.” Autumn laughed in delight.

“You sure about that?”

“Not normally.” Color marked Autumn’s cheeks. “But yes.”

“Great answer.” Soulara squeezed Autumn’s ass cheeks tightly, the soft flesh so squishable. Her hands curved around them. She moaned as she pushed her own and Autumn’s bodies even closer.

“You’re an ass girl?”

“Oh yes, and a tit girl.” Soulara moved quickly, kissing Autumn’s neck. “If only you didn’t have these pesky coverings on.”

For a moment confusion raced over Autumn’s face and then her eyes closed.

“Is this only something new and exciting?” Autumn’s voice wavered.

“What?” Soulara stopped her groping. But she needed to keep touching Autumn. She trailed her fingers up Autumn’s back and rested just below her shoulder blades.

“I’m some exotic stranger, a human. You said others can’t change their form so, I’m the first in human form?”

Soulara brushed away a strand of hair that now stuck to Autumn’s face. “No. That’s not it.”

It wasn’t, was it?

“Really?”

“I feel a connection to you. I don’t understand it, but it’s real.”

“I feel it, too.” Autumn looked back down at Soulara’s lips and then met her eyes. “I think I might have had enough of this swimming thing for one day.”

“I’ve got you.” Soulara smiled and moved slightly so Autumn’s weight no longer pressed against her throbbing center, which made thinking hard.

Autumn nodded and allowed Soulara to help her as they swam.

“Where are we going?”

Soulara smiled. “To my sanctuary.”

“Oh.” Autumn didn’t look over at Soulara.

As Soulara swam and Autumn tried her best, Soulara found herself constantly turning her head to investigate Autumn’s face.

Autumn didn’t once look her way, at least not that Soulara noticed.

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