Page 26 of Little Shake of Salt

“Just the start,” she whispered. “Take your clothing off and get onto the rocks, your pussy facing me. And get comfortable.”

“What are you going to do to me?” I rasped.

Everything, she answered in my mind.

Oh my gods, she was talking in my mind.You can hear me?

Only when we both want to. I can’t read your thoughts.

Oh. My skin buzzed with suspense as I got out of the pool and stripped for her. I pulled an extra absorbent towel out of the basket that now lived here and spread it out along the edge. I did as she asked and got comfortable, my pussy facing her. I watched her between my spread thighs as she came toward me, her tongue darting out as she licked her lips.

“Do you want to try the aphrodisiac tonic? We don’t have to if you’re not interested. It only increases your pleasure to a point that feels very otherworldly, but it does not impede your ability to say no,” Marina said.

I turned my head, eyeing the vial. “Would we both take some?”

“Yes,” she said. “I think if you took the full amount there, you’d orgasm for a week straight. You only need a couple drops.”

Oh. “Let’s try it,” I said. “And if we need to stop, I’ll say the wordredas my safe word.Yellowto slow down.Greenfor go.”

“Perfect,” she hummed. “And do you like anal play? Have you ever tried it?”

“Yes,” I said. “And yes. I like plugs . . . Are you wanting to use the hook on me?”

“Yes, I am,” she said. She kissed along my inner thighs as she held my gaze. “With your consent.”

“You have my consent,” I whispered.

I wasn’t normally the one on this end of things, but I liked it. I trusted her with my body and with my pleasure, and there was something almost wholesome about that. I knew that she would take care of me, just as I enjoyed taking care of her.

Marina kissed all the way up to my pussy and blew a breath against my clit. I gasped, expecting her to start licking me, but instead she drew back and reached for the items we needed.

She grabbed the vial with the tonic and twisted the top off, drawing out a dropper.

“Open that pretty mouth for me, little sailor.”

“Yes, princess,” I said.

I parted my lips and stuck out my tongue for her. Her gaze never left mine as she dropped two drops of the bright blue liquid on my tongue. A sweetness burst over my taste buds, and I swallowed, my eyes widening as I felt the warmth hit me. It was delicious and fruity and I could already feel a heat in my stomach, my skin becoming more sensitive.

Marina stuck her tongue out and took three drops, then put the vial away. She let out a breathy moan and reached for the bowl of pearls.

“Oh,” she said to herself. “Lube.”

She reached back for the basket and rummaged around until she pulled out a bottle. I smiled to myself.

She was unbearably cute when she was like this. Marina was soft and thoughtful and caring underneath her scaled armor.

I swallowed hard as I felt the aphrodisiac effects start to take hold. I ran my fingertips along my stomach, sucking in a breath as I reached lower. How much more intense would it feel to have her hands on me? Or her tongue?

I shivered, waiting patiently as she uncapped the bottle of lube. She used a generous amount, spreading it over my pussy. The moment she touched me, I arched, gasping as pleasure rippled through me.Oh gods. Oh fuck.Just her touch was enough to make my blood rush, my nipples hard and begging to be teased.

“That’s my seawoman,” she encouraged. “You look so gorgeous like this, Demi. Flushed and aroused and needy.”

I whimpered as she worked the lube, her fingers spreading me carefully. When she could fit four fingers inside me, she gave a subtle nod.

“I think you are ready, but if I need to stop—you’ll tell me. Right?”

“Of course,” I said, swallowing hard.