“Oh, shut up. Help me move him.”
“Thought you didn’t need help,” Llallana snickered.
“Okay, I lied. Happy now?”
“Hmm.” Her friend crouched down. “Here, I’ll pull at the legs while you scoot upward, okay?”
“’Kay.” Amber arched her back as Llallana pulled, and smothered a shriek.
Llallana stopped. “What’s the matter?”
“Uh. Nothing. Can we…umm…turn him over instead?” She wasnotgoing to go into details about why sliding upward while arching her back was a problem.
There was a short pause. Llallana started to chuckle. “Oh my. Oh shit, I’m going to burst out laughing and get someone in here for sure.”
Amber glared into the dark shadows of her friend’s face. “Don’t you dare laugh.”
“Not here,” her friend agreed, her chuckling barely contained. “It isn’t time for us to die yet. But you can at least share with me how big he feels.”
That was one detail Amber was definitely not going to share. The man might be out like a light, but she could feel him through the thin stretched material of her cat-burglar outfit, and to make it worse, she wasn’t wearing any underwear. At the moment, he felt big and heavy against a part of her that was wide open because of her spread legs, and when she had arched upward just now…that was when she had almost shrieked. She had felt the tip of his penis pushing against the soft material. That was too damn close.
When her friend still didn’t move, Amber demanded, “Are you going to help or not? What the hell are you doing?”
“I’m patting his butt. He’s got…wow…a nice butt.”
Amber released a sigh of impatience. “Lily, if he wakes up now, what do you think will happen to us?”
“Nah, he’s out for a good two hours if you used the entire dose. If not, I have another needle right here. And his butt is nicely exposed. Wow, I like the feel of his back.”
“Will you stop?” Amber said through clenched teeth. “We came here to check out how good an operative he is, not how nice his bod is.”
“Well, he was pretty good, from my angle. So you’re wrong about him being just another pretty face. He would have gotten you if not for the drug.”
“I still won. He’s down like a sack of potatoes and…Lily…will you please do something?” She was beginning to panic that her friend might leave her here. Llallana had a dark sense of humor and just might think it humorous enough, in spite of the danger of discovery.
To her relief, she felt the weight on top of her shifting as her friend began to push and roll the body over. She helped as much as she could, using her one hand to press against the bare hard wall of his pecs. He moved a few inches and she found her face tucked against his chest. God, the man was hot all…over. She swallowed a curse. There was no getting around it; she had to arch up.
“What did you say?”
“Nothing,” Amber muttered against heated skin. She braced her legs on the floor and pushed up, trying to ignore how a certain big part of the male anatomy was grinding against her, at the moment, very sensitive nether region. She couldn’t believe this was happening. She gasped out, “You aren’t really helping, are you?”
“I am, too. He’s just a solid guy, Amber. Push some more so I can get some leverage.”
Easy for her to ask. She didn’t have a penis almost penetrating the crotch of her pants. Amber gave a sigh of frustration, took a deep breath, and pushed up with her legs as hard as she could. Her eyes almost crossed at the hard and intimate contact happening between her legs. She was supposed to be the assailant, so how come she felt like she was being attacked right now?
“I cannot believe this is happening,” she repeated out loud. As the body on top of her slowly turned over, she felt his hold on her hand tightening and gasped as she followed the rolling momentum.
“Oooooomph. He’s heavy. What’s wrong now?”
“He’s holding my hand and not letting go.”
“Really?” A small narrow light appeared from the slim flashlight in Llallana’s hand. “He’s determined to hold on to you even in his drug-addled state…how interesting.” The light moved slowly down the length of the exposed body. “Oh my.”
“Lily!”
“Check that out, Amber. No wonder you made all that noise. He’s…ummm…happy.”
“Damn it, stop taking liberties like that. It isn’t fair to the guy.” In spite of her protests, Amber found her eyes drawn to the small spotlight her friend had made. She rubbed her wrist absentmindedly as she stared down. Good Lord. No wonder she had felt him. The man was still semi-aroused. “Why didn’t I think of these things? That he would be naked and…horny? It’s the middle of the night, after all.”
