Free Hearts on Fire: A Biker Erotic Romance by Kristin Fletcher Page A

clean-shaven face was smooth. When she caressed his cheek and jaw, she decided he must have shaven before he went out for the evening. A nice touch, considering what she hoped might happen soon.
     
    After setting her down on his bed, he made short work of removing her blue jeans. Then, he pulled her panties down her long legs. Annie stretched out on her side when he stood back and began taking off his own pants. This was a scene she hadn't been a part of for a very long time, either. She planned on fully enjoying the moment.
     
    Once his boots were off and his was zipper down, Annie said breathlessly, "Rosie was right.”
     
    "Rosie?" he asked.
     
    "My best friend," she offered. "She's the one who slapped my ass tonight and sent me out to have a good time."
     
    Manny pulled down his blue jeans, shucking them off his legs. He smiled and said, "I'm very fond of Rosie right now."
     
    Still reclined on his bed, she let her gaze wander over his well-defined, muscular body. She allowed her eyes to indulge in his chiseled chest. Her gaze made its way down to his thick thighs and slightly intimidating, hard cock. "Hmm," she purred, "so am I."
     
    Annie didn't really set out to have a good time tonight. She wasn't that optimistic. She left the house with the idea of having a few drinks in a bar. Perhaps, she would relax a little, if she was lucky. Just the prospect of being away from Dad's mental deterioration, Chad's constant whining, and the ever increasing problems with her business, was enough. She felt grateful for a few hours of adult time, once Rosie got her out the door.
     
    Manny was an interesting diversion. He leaned against the bar beside her and engaged her in easy conversation. Wearing blue jeans, a black t-shirt under a black leather vest, and black leather boots, she placed him with the group of bikers near the back of the bar playing pool. They were having a good time, judging by the amount of laughter coming from back there.
     
    At first, she talked to him about her printing business. That was the only thing she had to talk about. There wasn't much else in her life that she wanted to discuss in a bar with a handsome, rugged man. Kind of pathetic, she frowned, when she discovered she really didn't have anything else to bring up as a topic. There wasn't any time for anything else.
     
    He listened, even though it was obvious he was more interested in her breasts and the blouse she wore. There was plenty of cleavage to enjoy; yet, he did listen. And then, he eased her into other areas of conversation. He opened her up with his causal humor and his effortless expression of life-beyond-labor. Maybe it was the second drink, but she found herself laughing with him. During her third drink, he moved them from the bar. He slid in beside her at a booth. In the booth, she discovered to her amazement that she was, in fact, having a good time.
     
    His first kiss was strong, bold, and full of passion. It caught her off-guard. By the time they parted, she wasn't interested in guarding herself anyway.
     
    Once the initial shock was over, she enjoyed his hand on her thigh, too. She kind of liked that initial shock, as well. When he suddenly claimed her, it thrilled her. There was an instant of alarm, at first. No one had claimed her thigh like that. Not since her boyfriend in college. Her ex’s hands didn't really claim her; but, just touched her, as if he needed to ask permission every time. Manny's hand, large and strong, left no confusion about his intent or meaning. She was his.
     
    "This is going to end with disappointment," she told Manny, once she found her voice.
     
    "Not from where I'm sitting," he said, as he smiled.
     
    "I'm not exactly well-tuned. It's been a while. A long while," she admitted.
     
    "Real shame to have to say that again tomorrow then," he pointed out. "Personally, I'd rather have a mistake to look back on than nothing to look back on."
     
    She was about to tell him she already had plenty of