Page 50 of Expose Me

She tilted my face back up to hers and kissed me hard. Our tongues battled for dominance as our hands explored. Her tits were as soft as mine, I quickly found out, but they were much more fun to play with. Her ass was juicy, her curves made even more tantalizing by the water all around us.

Fingers much smaller than what I was used to slid between my legs and stroked me. We both moaned, panting into each other’s mouths, our kisses turning messy. The very tip of one delicate finger teased at my entrance, but then it was gone.

Zey pressed her forehead to mine, her hands gripping my waist.

“Sky,” she panted, my name a plea and a reproach on her lips. “I know you’re enjoying this form, and I promise we can explore this more some other time, but I crave carnal pleasure with you in my male form. I need to be inside you.”

“Yes.” I nodded without hesitation. “Fuck me, Zey.”

I ignored the little voice in my head pointing out that there probably wouldn’t be another time to explore this. If this was all the time we had together, I refused to spend it worrying about shit I couldn’t control.

Zey shifted faster than I’d ever seen him do it before. The hands on my waist grew rougher, bigger, the grip firmer as he loomed over me in the full glory of his perfectly male chosen form.

“Say it again,” he demanded, those eyes boring into mine, one hand coming up to grip my chin.

I had to fight not to whimper the words, to have them come out as strongly as I felt them.

“Fuck me, Zey,” I said with certainty, meeting his gaze.

He growled and yanked me against his strong chest, his mouth devouring mine. The kiss was intense like before, but less gentle, more familiar.

I couldn’t hold the whimper back as I wrapped my arms around his neck and surrendered to this feeling.

Gripping my thighs, he lifted me and turned in the water to press my back against the wall of the pool.

The sun glinted off the water and made Zey look like he was glowing. His wet, golden skin glistened, his hair shined, every part of him looked like it was glowing in the sun. Everything other than those eyes. The blackest black remained flat and unfathomably deep.

His lips crashed to mine once more, the water splashing around us as we clawed at each other. Our hands explored with more urgency now, less caress and more fingers digging into flesh, teeth scraping, legs tightening to bring him closer.

He broke the kiss to lick up my jaw, sucking at the sensitive spot below my ear. I reached between us and stroked him in the water. I groaned when I felt how hard he was, how ready to fill me. My core clenched at the idea of it, and my hips rocked forward of their own volition.

“I know you haven’t done this before,” I panted as he continued to kiss and lick my neck, his hands exploring, “at least, not in this form. I don’t even know if sex is the same where you’re from. Do you guys evenhavesex? Never mind, doesn’t matter. Point is, I can talk you through it, although you seem to be doing OK so far.”

He lifted his head to look at me. “Sky, you’re babbling.”

“I know, I just—” I gasped, my words dying in my throat as he pushed two fingers inside me without preamble. He barely teased me with a few pumps before removing them to rub circles against my clit.

I moaned and clung to his shoulders, but his fingers left just as abruptly as before.

“Zey, you need to keep—” he cut me off with his mouth to mine. After a brief searing kiss, he pulled away again.

“Shhhh,” he hushed, his mouth so close to mine that I could feel the air brush my lips.Did this asshole just shush me? When I was trying to teach him how to fuck?The audacity.

Before I could get any more outraged, he gripped me firmly by the ass, adjusted the angle of my hips, and slid his cock inside me. I groaned softly, throwing my head back as he filled me slowly. Inch by blissful inch, Zey slid into me until he was balls deep, our hips flush.

For a split second, I worried about protection, but I’d paid a hefty price for a potion that prevented pregnancy and infection for up to three years. And I wasn’t even sure his species could get me pregnant.

My breathing was labored, and my internal walls clenched around his hardness involuntarily. I wanted him to start moving, thrusting, but I equally wanted him to just stay right where he was. I was so acutely aware of every inch of him, the delicious stretch of him. I wished I could remain suspended in that moment, on the very edge of something that promised to be explosive.

“I think I’ve got the hang of it,” he said, his tone teasing.

I opened my eyes to find him smirking at me with a self-satisfied look on his face.

Instead of teasing him or throwing back a witty retort, I rocked my hips. I pulled back just enough to slide off his length a few inches, then ground forward to take him all the way in again.

The smug look was wiped off his face immediately, replaced by open-mouthed pleasure as his body stiffened and his hands dug into my ass.

I gave him a smirk back. He may have figured sex out—whether it was through his intuitive learning thing or just pure instinct—I had to give him that much. But I had years of experience on him, and I was going to blow his goddamn mind before we crawled out of this pool.

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