Down Where It's Wetter

By Bethany Loughlin-Frost

Once upon a time there was a girl who met a boy, and that boy changed her life…
Aria never thought that she would ever meet an actual mermaid… until she did. Well… mer-man anyways. One kiss from him, and then he disappeared. That one kiss changed her life. It changed her. Now with an unquenchable need and a labido to match, all she can think about is finding that mer-man, and making him fix her.
So, what happens when she does find him, and it turns her world upside down? Hang on to your fins, and look out into the deep as Aria follows her heart, and faces her fears. Will she come out of is a new woman, or will she forever be haunted by what ifs and the dream of mer-people?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Bethany Loughlin-Frost
• Release date: Sep 1, 2018
• ISBN: 9798201863722

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Chapter 1

Oh, God...not again... I can feel my pussy start to ache with need. As if it hadn’t just been used and abused a mere three hours ago. I groan, rolling over in my tangled sheets, trying to squeeze my legs together to ease the need, my cherry-red hair a knotted mess around my face. The last guy I had left me in a happy high, even though his dick was small, and he didn’t know how to use it. My lady parts didn’t care, it only cared about relief. If I ever get my hands on that drop-dead gorgeous merman, I’ll wring his sexy neck! I swear it was that kiss we shared when I was 18. Geez, was that only two years ago? It feels like a lifetime.

THE OCEAN HAD ALWAYS been my place of peace... where I went when I wanted to get away from everything. Like my father’s wedding reception to the woman who I’m sure drugged him or something. I don’t know how my dad could fall for a woman that large and that lazy...along with her two sons. I mean. My mom had only died a few years ago...

Having a bad day? The voice sounded from my left, under the pier. The crashing waves matched the sound of my heart beating in my ears. I shouldn’t talk to strangers, not even cute ones.

You could say that. I find myself answering. He smiles. Even cuter. Visiting the area? I’ve never seen you before.

You could say that. He winks, and I can’t help but giggle. Guys at my school kind of ignore me thanks to my new step-brothers. It’s nice to meet a guy who doesn’t know my family or me. If you’re looking for something to distract you, you could show me around? He offers his hand to me.

That has to be the best idea I’ve heard in a long time. I take his hand, and we head off.

IT’S ALL HIS FAULT Bubbles, I whine to my pet fish. A beautiful, rainbow butterfly tropical fish. They aren’t native to the Gulf of Mexico, but it was the last present my father bought me before he abandoned me with my step-mom and step-brothers. The sad part is how he lasted less than a year after marrying my step-mom. I couldn’t blame him, and I wish he would have taken me with him, but he didn’t. He abandoned me here with nothing except this stupid family which I didn’t want. I had nowhere to go, and even if I did, I had no money with which to go. The sadness of thinking about my dad almost outweighs the need to have sex...almost.

The reason for my libido has a name. Eli. I’ll never forget his features; black hair and ocean blue eyes. If it hadn’t been for the matching blue tail which he grew as soon as he touched the water, I would have thought he was some crazy kid trying to get lucky.

A pulse of need washes through me, almost causing me to cry out. Thinking about him makes me wet. I was never this sex driven. People considered me a prude up until that kiss. I am a firm believer that Eli’s kiss is the reason why my lady parts rule me, now. I look at my phone, the bright light attacking my eyes. It’s only 6:00am. I was hoping to sleep in until 9:00am. I’m sure my step-mom, Urta, has some more clients for me. She usually has me on a full schedule. I help her out with finding renters for her timeshare, and she helps me find clues on Eli’s whereabouts. I know it sounds silly, but my step-mom was the only one to believe me. Granted...I don’t think she does, but at least she didn’t call the looney bin.

So far, I’ve figured that merpeople live close to the Texas border, hiding in the Gulf, but I don’t know how far out. We live right on the beach, which makes it easier to watch the ocean, at least in this area.

I groan as another pulse of lust hits me. Damnit. If I'm ever going to get back to sleep, I'll need to pull out my purple-people-eater. I reach under my bed for my toy box. PPE is my favorite vibrating dildo. It moves up and down, turning and vibrating. I can usually get off pretty quick. I don’t even bother locking my door. I bet my twin step-brothers are still passed out from too much drinking, and Urta self-medicates to sleep. I position the toy at my pussy entrance, testing it, even though I know I must be dripping at this point. My toy slides right in, and I moan feeling my walls clamp down in need.

As soon as I turn on the vibrating part, I have to clench my teeth. I was hoping that—if I eased my toy on—it would help with the pain of wanting sex, but it only makes things worse. I turn everything up as high as it can. I can feel my hips rocking with my toy, sweat beading on my skin, making my humid room even more sticky. My body tries to hold back my orgasm, even though I want it to happen. More torture brought on by that sexy merman.

Eli, I whisper, bringing his image to the front of my mind. As I hoped, the picture of him behind my clenched eyes triggers a fierce orgasm. It has me biting on my pillow to muffle my scream. My hips continue to rock with my toy as I end my orgasm. I turn it off right before my orgasm subsides. I don’t need the vibration ramping my body up for round two. I pull the wet toy out, feeling