Free Playing Rough: 3 Hot Tales of Sensual Submission by Jaymie Holland Page B

waist
length brown hair over her shoulder. “It’s just not going to be
easy.”
    “You can do it.” Jessica slung her purse over
her shoulder. “See you at work Monday.”
    Tanya nodded and raised her third mojito.
“See you.”
    She didn’t watch Jessica leave. Instead she
scanned the bar’s patrons the best she could. Maybe there was
someone who would interest her more than Austin Graham, although
that was highly unlikely.
    Man, she had it bad.
    Friday night happy hour and Peppers had a
good crowd. Most of the people probably just got off work and
needed a little something to unwind. Around nine a band would start
playing and the bar would be beyond crowded.
    She didn’t mind being alone and checking out
the place. People-watching was one of her favorite things to
do.
    She passed her gaze over a man in a booth and
she did a double-take. It wasn’t. It was.
    It was Austin.
    He was on the phone and as far as she knew,
he hadn’t noticed her.
    For a moment she watched him. He wore a black
polo shirt which made it easy to see the flex of muscle in his
carved biceps as he moved. She imagined listening to his smooth,
sexy voice as he spoke on the phone. Or better yet, as he spoke to
her.
    She thought about the pictures he looked at
on his computer. What he liked might frighten some, but not her.
She never would have figured this guy had these interests and it
made him all the more exciting. Though she had never tried those
things, many women had to like the thought of being helpless at the
hands of a strong man. She liked knowing his secret.
    She considered fleeing before he saw her in
her too-short skirt and busty blouse. Or maybe it was the perfect
time to sit with him and talk if he invited her to. He was probably
meeting someone, but why not give it a try? She swallowed. She
wanted a relationship with Austin and that was never going to
happen if she didn’t try to get to know him better, and for him to
get to know her better.
    She’d better hurry. She didn’t want him to
leave. Tanya looked down at her almost full drink. She usually
didn’t drink this fast, but here goes, she thought. Nothing like
mojito courage.
    Tanya slid off the bar stool, smoothed her
skirt, and adjusted her blouse so that she wasn’t spilling out of
it. She didn’t have a perfect body by a long shot and she wondered
what Austin thought about imperfect figures. She glanced in the
mirror behind the bar and took a deep breath.
    “Austin, here I come,” she murmured under her
breath as she wound her way through the crowd. Jessica had said the
short skirt showed off her long legs, which she had been told were
one of her best assets.
    He pressed the OFF button on his Blackberry just as she reached the table. As he
slowly looked up, he examined her from her legs to her breasts and
then his dark eyes met hers and recognition flashed in them. His
smile was so sexy it almost made her squirm.
    “Tanya.” His voice was low, sensual.
    She lowered her eyelids. “Hi, Austin.”
    He glanced over her shoulder. “Are you here
with someone for happy hour?”
    “Not now.” She shook her head and let her
hair slide over her shoulders. “Jessica left a few minutes
ago.”
    “My meeting just canceled.” He raised his
Blackberry as if to say he’d just been talking with the person who
had canceled, before sliding the cell phone into the pocket of his
slacks. “Have a drink with me.”
    “Sure.” Tanya felt jittery as she slipped
into the booth then slid on the bench seat until she was sitting
across from him. Her stomach twisted with excitement at having a
drink with her boss, the man she’d had a thing for ever since he
started working for the company.
    He signaled for the server and when she
arrived, Tanya said she would like another mojito.
    “How do you like L.A.?” he asked. “Not having
any family in this area must be hard.”
    For a moment she was taken aback that he knew
that about her since he never asked where her family lived