Free City Limits: A Biker Erotic Romance by Miriam Becker Page A

to look back at him quickly, taking in his roguish good looks and a startling pair of silver eyes. He was long and lean with well-muscled arms that were evident even under the open flannel shirt he wore. The tight, black t-shirt layered under it only accentuated his athletic build.
    He moved closer to her and she caught the alluring scent of leather and something earthier. Sasha found herself wondering what it would be like to bury her nose in the warmth of his neck and inhale his masculine scent. Her tongue darted out to lick her lips.
    He stared at her lips for a moment, then cleared his throat and said, “Why don’t I buy you a beer.” He propelled her gently toward a table where Kendra sat staring in confused wonder.
    “Uh, yes. Please.” She met Kendra’s eyes, shrugging helplessly.
    “What is wrong with you?” Kendra asked, trying not to laugh. “You look like a deer caught in headlights!”
    “I have no idea. I just...I don’t know.” Sasha struggled for a second to find the right words. Finding none, she changed the subject. “Which one is Eddie?”
    “He’s at the bar with Kieran.” Kendra inclined her head in their direction.
    Sasha looked over to see a blond man with an open, jovial face laughing as he clapped a hand on Kieran’s shoulder. “Kieran.” She whispered to herself, enjoying the way his name rolled off her tongue. She could imagine saying his name a thousand different ways for a thousand different reasons and sat up a little straighter when he and Eddie joined them at the table. His earthy scent wafted her way once again, making her feel a little dizzy.
    Kieran leaned by casually in his chair and looked at her; really looked at her. His intensity was a little unsettling and heat flashed through her as she watched his eyes slide over her body, making her feel almost naked under his gaze.
    “So,” he began, “What do you do, um…” He paused with raised eyebrows, waiting for her to fill the silence with her name.
    “Oh! Sasha,” She finally provided, glancing at Kendra to find her grinning at her discomfort.
    “Sasha.” He repeated slowly. The sound of his deep voice caressing her name sent a delicious shiver up her spine. “What do you do, Sasha?”
    “Oh, it’s boring,” she replied, finding her voice a little easier this time. “I’m an accountant.”
    “Why do you do it, if it’s boring?”
    “Well, there’s always a need for accountants, and the pay is good.” She sounded defensive and she didn’t like it. Why should she justify herself to this guy. Who was he to her?
    “Calm down, Princess. I was just asking.” He turned to Eddie and stage-whispered, “Look at that Eddie, girl’s got a spine!”
    Kendra jumped in to defend her friend. “Don’t give her a hard time, it’s her birthday.” She looked down at her watch and continued, “In—whoa, 5 minutes!”
    Eddie stood up and held a hand out to Kendra, “Let’s go get shots!”
    Sasha watched them go, looking mildly panicked, “Uh, I don’t really do shots.” Her eyes lifted to meet Kieran’s, only to find them filled with laughter.
    “You have to learn to live Princess.” He leaned close to her once again, filling her personal space with the sheer size of him. His scent wrapped itself around her and she felt something she had never felt before in the presence of a man, not even the one past lover she could claim. Electricity surged through her body at the closeness and she had a wild urge to lift her lips as an invitation. To what, she didn’t know—a kiss? More? He sent her senses reeling just by pushing into her personal space and she was finding it difficult to think straight.
    Once again, she unconsciously licked her lips and Kieran leaned in even closer, bathing her in the heat he radiated. She wanted nothing more than to move toward him and allow herself to be enveloped by that heat; to melt into him. The club and its patrons faded into the background as the universe collapsed around