Page 48 of Surface Pressure

Autumn sat back on her butt, hating the fact that she wasn’t pressed against Soulara anymore and that she really wanted to be. She wanted to have her face pressed between Soulara’s legs again. Autumn started by pulling off her boots while Soulara watched her lazily.

Normally, Autumn would get undressed as quickly as possible, but since Soulara was there and since she was watching so intently, Autumn slowed the process down. When she pulled her undershirt off to reveal her standard issue sports bra and underwear, Soulara seemed fascinated.

“So many layers.”

“And yet you wear no clothes,” Autumn teased back.

“Is that a joke?” Soulara pulled the elastic at Autumn’s waist and snapped it.

“Yes.” Autumn stood up, looking around to see if anyone was coming before she pulled her bra and underwear off, adding them to the pile of clothes. “Well?”

“Fascinating.” Soulara stood up, matching Autumn step for step. They were nearly the same height when Soulara was in this form. And when Soulara took one more step closer and her hardened nipples brushed against Autumn’s sensitive skin, Autumn’s pussy pulsed.

Soulara stepped again, forcing Autumn to walk backward. Fear ratcheted up in her chest, grasping hold of her heart. She couldn’t see where she was going, and she couldn’t swim.

“Trust me,” Soulara whispered. “I won’t let you drown.”

With Soulara’s hands on her hips, they walked backward until they were at chest level in the water. Autumn gasped when Soulara ran her fingers over Autumn’s body, touching every place possible. It wasn’t until that moment that Autumn realized Soulara had shifted, her legs becoming one long navy blue tail, the tips a royal silver.

“Hold onto me wherever you need to.”

“Wherever?” Confused, Autumn lifted her hands up.

Soulara moved down. Her head disappeared below the water, her hair moving in the waves. Autumn was about to ask another question when she realized that Soulara wouldn’t be able to hear her. But the image shared was seductive.

Autumn gasped, spreading her legs as she was lifted up and Soulara flipped her body under Autumn’s. Autumn flapped her hands in the water for a mere second before Soulara jerked her hips down so that Autumn sat right on Soulara’s chest.

She was about to object when Soulara’s mouth covered her clit and all thoughts were gone. Leaning back, Autumn’s eyes fluttered shut as Soulara kept her mouth against her, tongue and lips moving without ceasing.

Only a fucking mermaid could do this.

Autumn groaned, digging her fingers into Soulara’s sides to keep herself upright. Her feet were no longer on the sandy ocean floor, and she knew that if she let go she’d topple over and drown. Autumn bit her lip, trying to keep herself still. She didn’t want to fall. She wanted to explode. The up and down movements of the water along with Soulara’s slow flapping of her fluke to keep them in place added to the tantalizing touch of Soulara’s tongue against her.

Jerking, Autumn held back her orgasm for as long as she possibly could. She jerked again and again, but there was no stopping it when pleasure washed through her, when her mind went blank, when she could do nothing but focus on Soulara between her legs and the water against her body.

Then she was drowning. Her entire face was covered with water, she couldn’t figure out which way was up or down, hands were all over her. She was just about to scream, when she was dragged above the water and clutched to Soulara’s chest.

“Autumn,” Soulara said, loudly. “Breathe.”

Air filled her lungs, cold and perfect.

“Breathe,” Soulara repeated, softer. “I told you I wouldn’t let you drown.”

Autumn laughed, the sound bubbling up and out of her chest as she clutched onto Soulara, who held her tightly. The sound echoed around them, filled them. Autumn grinned wildly as she pressed their mouths together, wrapping her arms around Soulara’s neck and holding on with everything she had.

Autumn whispered, “I don’t want to let go.”

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Autumn’s body hummed while Soulara rested her head on Autumn’s chest and her tail lazily slapped the shallow water.

“I’ve never done that before,” Soulara murmured, her chest rising and falling in a gentle pattern.

“Well…” Autumn laughed, the sound strange but beautiful to her ears. “I suppose being the first human you’ve ever fucked that’s sort of expected.”

Blood rushed from her face as she remembered how Soulara had been in her mind, had known her thoughts. Had she heard how stupid Autumn was to not understand?

“What’s wrong?” Soulara shifted her weight against Autumn’s body as her eyes searched her face, roaming from forehead to chin.

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