Slow Burns (Blacksteel Bandits Motorcycle Club Book 1) by Evelyn Glass Page A

pussy throbbed as she spoke. Ever since he left her in her office, her whole body ached with unsatisfied desire. Miranda had struggled through the workday, mind foggy with need. The only thing she could concentrate on was Tyler's damned hot wings.
     
    He listed his head to the side, a good-humored smile twitched at his lips. “What?”
     
    “On your knees,” Miranda demanded as she pointed to the floor. Those three words sent a blast of hormones shuddering through Tyler's veins. The corners of his lips tilted upward in a gleeful grin. Miranda's cheeks pinked, but her body ached for a release.
     
    “Oh, I see, you're still jonesing to come, eh?” Tyler smirked, leaning closer to Miranda. Her serious gaze never dallied from his. The glint in her eyes crackled through his blood and sunk into his bones. There had been plenty times that same expression had been used. Each time was seared into his memory. “Well, you chose the setting last time. Now, it's my turn.”
     
    Without waiting for Miranda to open her mouth, Tyler's hand shot out. He grasped her wrist and tugged her through the living room. She already knew where they were heading long before Tyler slid the glass door open. He stepped out onto the balcony, a pleased grin on his face. She hesitated, her eyes locked to the threshold line.
     
    Something solidified in her thoughts, though, and her gaze flickered to Tyler as she stepped onto the balcony. Goosebumps skittered over her skin, the cold night stretched around her. Sudden uncertainties touched her thoughts. What if a cop idled through the parking lot? What if someone saw them? Various sounds pounded across her suddenly alert ears. Overhead, bats keened. Down below, people talked and muttered. Somewhere, in another building, music blared loudly.
     
    Despite the taste of uncertainty in her head, Miranda couldn't ignore the thrill. Nor could she ignore the shit-eating grin on Tyler's face. Her blush deepened as she glared at him. There was no way she was backing down. She sauntered across the balcony and leaned back against the railing. On the clear night air, she caught every slam of a car door and every giggle of her neighbors. Her heart thrummed harder as he sunk to his knees.
     
    Tyler knelt before Miranda, watching her expression carefully. She refused to look at him, which was all the better. Anyone peeping her would be suspicious if her gaze lingered on anything in front of her. His fingers went to her shorts, undoing the button and zipper. The daisy dukes slid down her hips and her ample thighs, revealing her commando pussy.
     
    Still swollen from excitement, Tyler almost felt bad for leaving her hanging. Almost. He nudged her legs further apart and leaned to her thigh. Kissing up her leg, Tyler could feel Miranda tense under his lips. Her toes curled while she felt her sex pulse in heady need. Her nails dug into the railing of the balcony, waiting for his lips to trail a little bit more northward.
     
    Her wait wasn't in vain. Tyler's tongue licked across her pussy before he caught her clit. With the gentlest of touches, he suckled and toyed her sensitive nub with his tongue. Miranda bit her lip as she swallowed down her groans of delight. Her muscles twitched and her core melted. Prickles and tingles rode up and down her body, exploding from the same focal point. Her breathing hitched and she felt like melting into the boards. Somewhere, a dog barked in the parking lot and someone masculine whooped. Her thighs clenched, both in terror and pleasure, and she resisted the urge to press her hand to Tyler's head.
     
    His lips curled into a smile against her pussy. Heat coiled around his head and moved to his groin. His pants tightened with every muted moan and twitch Miranda gave him. In some ways, this was eons better than his desired hot wings. Miranda's musk enveloped him, driving his thoughts crazy. Stirred up hormones buzzed through his head. Her sex clenched, tighter and tighter, around his