TITLE – Yes, Master AUTHOR – NJ Cole GENRE – Erotica PUBLICATION DATE – January 16, 2014 LENGTH (Pages/# Words) - 10K PUBLISHER – Butterfly Publishing COVER ARTIST – Tm Franklin
Mary Jennings hit rock bottom. A stripper and brand new mother in New York City, she’s offered a reprieve by her sister to move to Reno for a fresh start. Deciding to go for it, her life takes a drastic turn when she offers to help out a friend.
After a car accident leaves Colton bed ridden, a surprising offer of assistance turns into so much more. Driven by his need to dominate, sparks fly in the most unexpected way.
A natural submissive and a professional Dominant—what happens when they spend every waking minute together? Will she be able to resist? Or will she give in to the urge and submit to him completely?
Find out in this page turning sequel to Yes, Mistress.
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“Mary, are you a good girl?”
His words made butterflies erupt in my stomach and seem to fly out from between my legs. “Are you, Mary?” he repeated.
I don’t know why I responded the way I did, but I said, “Yes.”
“Then be a good girl and use your hands to help me with this little problem.”
I’d never actually given a hand job before. I’d used my hand to get a guy hard but never long enough for
him to finish. “I, uh … I don’t know what to do.” I felt my cheeks blush.
“Just like you’ve had been doing, Mary.”
I trembled as I brought my hand up and down his shaft. “Rub your hand over the head, good girl,” he groaned. I did as he told me and was surprised when fluid leaked from the tip instantly. “It’s been a while,” he said by way of explanation, and warning apparently, because not two minutes later he groaned, “You’re going to want to get a tissue, good girl.”
I leaned forward to get a tissue from the night stand on the other side of him. I was still jerking him off with one hand, and because it was such a far reach, when I stretched for the tissue, my breast touched the head of his penis. Colton let out a strangled yelp, and before I could even pull back, I felt something warm and wet on my blouse. I stood up quickly, but apparently, he wasn’t finished because several more streams of the warm fluid shot into the air. One landed right in the middle of my shirt, and the other fell onto the back of my hand that was still gripping him firmly.
“Motherfucker,” he grunted as the last stream shot from his body.
NJ Cole is the author of five published books, Midnight Caller, Midnight Eternal, Landslide, Second Chances and Yes, Mistress. Unlike many of today’s authors, she chooses to write in first person, allowing the readers to experience life through the eyes of the unique characters that live in her head. Her love of those characters and respect for their stories come through loud and clear in her writing. With over two million reads of her online work in the past year NJ Cole is clearly an up and coming author.