Free Dominating Anna: A Fantasy Fulfilled Novella by Rachel Nixx

but that’s his job. He’s the only guy that works for me who
hasn’t lost his mind over someone at some point. Even I never had.”
    Tugging on Jake’s ear,
Jess said, “Until me.”
    He kissed her. “Till
you.”
    Zee said, “I’m going
to throw up.”
    “Next round’s on you
anyway.”
    Grumbling, Zee marched
to the bar. He’d only come out tonight because Jake would have tracked him down
to find out why he hadn’t made their normal Friday night pool game. He didn’t
even feel like drinking.
    What he felt like was
staying home in his loft. Alone. Closing his eyes until the image of Anna
didn’t burn behind his lids.
    That might take a
while.
    He felt someone small
push to the bar next to him. He moved forward with a grunt. Damn hipsters,
taking over all the good old places.
    “Buy me a drink?”
    Next to him, Anna’s
voice rang clearly through the bar’s din. Zee jolted. He felt her heat, and his
head swam. She looked nothing short of wicked: shortest black dress, no tights,
black heels. She’d done something with that mass of red hair so that it coiled
and curled, falling over her shoulders, draping over the top of her breasts in
the low-cut dress. She was intoxicating.
    This was bad.
    Jake was here. Jake
was going to see her any minute. Shit, he’d lose his job for sure. You don’t
meet a target for a beer.
    “What are you doing
here?”
    Anna winked. “Fine, if
you’re not buying, then I am.” She leaned forward, putting those magnificently
perfect breasts into the bartender’s line of sight. “Rye and ginger,” she said.
“And whatever this guy’s been drinking.”
    “One rye and ginger,
one Coke coming up.”
    Her head tilted.
“Recovering?”
    Zee didn’t meet her
eyes. Recovering, all right. From her. Or at least that’s what he’d been trying
to do. “None of your business.” If he couldn’t get rid of her, he had to get
out of here. Fast.
    Jess was there,
suddenly. “Anna! You’re here!”
    The women hugged, and
then Jess went on, “I have no idea how you found us, but we need a fourth for
pool. Want to play?”
    Anna grinned. God, she
was beautiful. “Sure.”
    He was fucking doomed.
That was all. Just doomed.
     
     
     
    Anna liked watching
the way Jake and Jess were together. She could see not only the spark between
them—the way her eyes lit up when she looked at Jake’s ass as he bent to
take a shot—but also the ease, the way Jake leaned against her, resting
his chin on the top of her head.
    There was a moment of
tension when Jess asked how she and Zee knew each other. Screwing up her
courage, Anna said, “I’m a client.” It was big to her, to say this. Important.
It showed she was taking care of herself. Zee stiffened next to her, clutching
his pool stick tightly.
    Jess squealed and
thumped Jake on the arm. “You did it! Zee is your operator? And you
didn’t tell me! And Jake didn’t tell me. God. So now you two are
hanging out?”
    Damn it. Anna hadn’t
stopped to think what this must look like to Jake, Zee’s boss. The two men hadn’t been talking during the game, just taking shots without meeting each other’s
eyes. She felt a stab of fear. Had she fucked everything up for Zee?
    As if on cue, the two
men exchanged a dark glance and then Jake gave a jerk of his head toward the
back door. Without a word, both cut through the crowd. From the alley in the
rear, Anna heard muted shouting.
    Jess leaned against
the drink table next to her. “Don’t worry about it.”
    “I think I blew it,
huh? I shouldn’t have come here.”
    “Zee has many things,
but he has no poker face. It would have come out eventually.”
    “If I hadn’t stalked
him here, there’d be nothing to come out.”
    Jess smiled. “Really?
Because I think you might be around a while.”
    A tiny ember glowed in
Anna’s stomach. “What do you mean?”
    “If you were just a
target, he would have left the bar as soon as you came in. He wouldn’t have
stayed unless you were