Whats Your Pleasure by Marie Haynes Read Free Book Online

answered truthfully. Nathan had turned out to be an unexpected treasure. Not only was his olive skin devastatingly attractive, his quick mind and sharp humour appealed to Joe. He offered her honest friendship typical of Mid-Western values which she willingly accepted.
    The night proved eventful on a number of levels. For starters, a group of four leather clad men led byfour leather clad women arrived around 8:30. Each man wore black leather pants, a chainmail shirt and a collar with a lead. The women wore an assortment of leather pants, halter tops, corsets and short skirts. They gathered around a table, with their men seated at their feet, sipping Cosmos and chatting away. Eventually, one man was allowed to order four beers for himself and the other men, but requested they be served in dishes which he placed on the floor. Joe watched in amusement as they knelt on all fours and lapped up their beers.
    “Vince?” she asked.
    “Yes?” Vince also watched the spectacle with a glint in his eye.
    “That’s not breaking any health codes, is it?”
    “None that I know of. Besides,” he added, “looks to me like everyone’s happy.”
    Joe grinned. Personally, she couldn’t imagine wanting a man to sit at her feet, but at the same time, she found the whole idea of submission strangely erotic and exciting. No time to dwell on it now, though. The bar was shoulder to shoulder with patrons, and every table was full. She laughed, joked and traded insults with folks while pouring beers, mixing cocktails and wiping the counters. These were the nights she loved the most—busy and vibrant. Glancing around, she caught sight of Nathan guarding the door and checking IDs and saw Vincent go into the back room.
    Suddenly, the hair on the back of her neck prickled, and she scanned the room. She caught sight of him just before he moved in to grab her, his huge arms reaching over the bar.
    Joe screamed, the man’s arms nearly crushing her ribs as he lifted her against himself and spun her around.
    Nathan charged. Vince came flying out of the back room. Patrons squealed and mugs of beer went flying. Vince grabbed for Joe at the same time Nathan put his hand on the man’s shoulder and spun him around.
    Surprised by the double attack, the man released Joe and swung at Nathan who ducked down. Vince pushed Joe behind him, grabbed the man’s left arm and twisted it behind him while Nathan neatly kicked the man’s feet out from under him. Within seconds, the man was face down on the ground, and stunned silence filled the room.
    “Vince! Let him up!” Joe yelled.
    “The hell I will! No one attacks you—not here, not anywhere,” Vince shouted , his knee firmly on the guy’s back.
    “You’re going to hurt him.” She pushed both Vince and Nathan aside and knelt beside the prone man.
    “Oh my God, are you okay?” She pushed on his shoulders, trying to turn him over.
    The crowd of people looked on in amazement as the huge man rolled over, sat up and began to laugh.
    “Joe, what the fuck is going on?” Vince demanded
    Joe looked up at her angry, confused boss. “Vince, I’m so sorry,” she began, getting to her feet.
    Vince opened his mouth, but Nathan put a hand on his shoulder.
    “Guess I’d better introduce myself,” the man said, gaining his feet. “I’m Bill Dunes, Joe’s brother.”
    Vince felt the wind go right out of his anger. Brother? This giant of a man was her brother? He glanced at Nathan who had the audacity to be grinning and shaking hands with the guy. The crowd seemed pleased, going back to their drinks and conversations. Vince even caught the words ‘sweet’ and ‘brotherly love’. Running a hand through his hair, he glared at Joe.
    “Vince, I’m sorry,” she said again. “I didn’t know he was coming, or I would have been expecting it.”
    “Obviously,” he answered dryly.
    Joe blushed, and suddenly Vince felt sorry for her. Still, she’d scared the hell out of him.
    “Vince, good to meet you, and