Holiday Mates: Supernatural Enforcers Agency Short Stories Read Free Page B

were only a few scraps of material away from having sex – surely lying down was just going to help hurry that process along.  She wasn’t sure if she was as outraged as she should have been about that.  Her penguin thought it sounded like a terrific idea.
    “If we lie down, maybe we can get comfortable and stop moving and maybe I can make my flashlight go down.”
    “Fine,” she grumbled.
    “Okay, I’m going to try and carry you over to our right, that fake snow drift looks soft.  I’ll try and fall into it as gently as I can.”
    With a great deal of effort, he managed to maneuver his hands around to her back.  She squeaked as he clamped them on her ass.
    “What the hell?” she cried.
    “I need something to hold you by and your butt’s available.”  He sounded very happy about that fact.
    “You don’t have to squeeze!”
    “How else would I pick you up?  I need to hold you by you cheeks.”
    “Because they’re so big,” she murmured.
    Diaz chuckled.  “I’d say juicy rather than big.”  She heard him sniff and his chest vibrated.  “Holy shit, it’s turning you on!”  He sounded like a kid on Christmas morning.
    “It is not!”  She was relieved he couldn’t see the heat rising to her cheeks. 
    Penny wriggled against him in the vain hope of dislodging his hands.  He groaned.  “You do that, and my flashlight’s never going down.”
    “I can’t help it.  You’re… I'm... well, I’m very sensitive back there.”
    And it did feel nice – far too nice .  Her penguin was in bird heaven just being this close to him.  She could feel the heat pooling between her legs.  She was already aroused by this guy, but now they were veering into actual foreplay territory.  Her last boyfriend said she was far too big back there and wanted nothing to do with her ass.  But she loved having her ass squeezed, and this guy was definitely enjoying himself.  Was that an actual moan?
    “Will you just stop?” she hissed rocking against him.
    “Whoa, Penny, don’t…”
    “Eep!”
    They toppled backwards, or rather she toppled forward on top of him.  Now she was lying on him.  Their bodies were rubbing against each other – they were officially dry humping .
    “Sshhhh,” he whispered.  They couldn’t hear anything.  “They probably didn’t hear us.”
    “Am I heavy?”  Another thing the ex complained about.  ‘Oh no, we can’t have sex with you on top, you’ll crush me’.
    “Not at all,” snickered Diaz.
    “Shame,” she sniffed as her penguin thought ‘good to know’.  “You’re still squeezing my ass, you know?”
    “I don’t want my fingers to cramp.”
    “Ugh, worst excuse for copping a feel ever.  Bet you’re sorry Candace isn’t here with you instead of me.”
    He didn’t even hesitate.  “Nah, her ass isn’t half as juicy as yours.”
    “I’m flattered,” she said sarcastically, ignoring the fact that she really was flattered.
    “Stating a fact, what are you doing after this?”
    “You’re seriously asking me out during a hostage situation?”  Her penguin squawked at her to zip it. 
    “Sure, why not?”
    “You wouldn’t give me a second look if we weren’t tied together,” she huffed, again thinking of tall, leggy Candace.
    His fingers continued his pleasurable movements over her cheeks.  “Please, I haven’t been able to get your ass out of my mind since you bent over earlier.”
    “Yeah, right.”
    “There’s a small blue stain in the middle of your right cheek; it looks like you sat on a pen.  And the pocket on the left cheek is starting to come undone on the right side.  You’re wearing red underwear – your panties were sticking out a little, and your purple vest is tucked into them,” he told her smugly.
    Dang, he noticed all that in a three-second look?   He really was paying attention.
    “I had no idea about the stain.”
    “It’s right here.”  He stroked a finger over the middle of her right