Blurb:
Senator Maxwell
Joseph has it all—money, power and good looks—the trifecta
when it comes to
attracting the ladies. He even has women willing to be
tied up, spanked and
fucked all while calling him Daddy, fulfilling his
secret fantasy. On
the night of his thirty-fifth birthday he finds a
goddess waiting for
him in his hotel room. She is beautiful, sexy and very
willing, yet the
fruit she offers is very forbidden. Not only at nineteen
is she barely legal,
but she is the daughter of his best friend and political advisor.
Mackenzie Wade has
had a crush on the senator for years, and when an
overheard phone call
affords her the opportunity she needs to make her
fantasies a reality,
she jumps on the chance offering herself as a birthday
gift.
Throwing caution to
the wind, Max gives in to temptation and gives them
both what they have
been yearning for—a night filled with ropes, floggers
and toe-curling sex.
Although satiated, one night of passion wasn’t enough
for either of them,
and they began a clandestine affair of
The solid ground on
which he’d built his career now began to shift as his
wants and dreams for
the future began to change. In what he can only
describe as a
landslide, Max hold on tight to the only thing that he can,
Kenzie, and goes on
the ride of his life, knowing all along that in the
end, he may have to
make a choice between the woman of his fantasies and
his career.
Author Bio:
NJ Cole is a witty, mid-western girl with a kinky side. She works by day and writes by night, all while being a mother to her wonderful boys and serving her Sir. 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 six months, NJ Cole is clearly an up and coming author.
REVIEW:
Landslide by NJ Cole
4 stars
Review by Wendy
Review by Wendy
Shhh, Mommy's in the Bathroom.,.Reading
Senator Maxwell Joseph is a rising star in the politics game. He has everything, money, and good looks. He likes his bachelor hood and gets what he wants, including young women. On his thirty fifth birthday he goes to his room to find a present in his bed, she's dressed the part of his biggest turn on, little girls he calls them (he's not actually into little girls, but he likes young, 20 something women). The problem with this particular girl, she's his best friend and political advisors 19 year old daughter.
Mackenzie Wade has had a crush on Senator Maxwell Joseph as long as she can remember. Then one fateful day she overhears a conversation between her Dad and Max. Max has requested that he find a discrete escort for him, with his specifications for her appearance. Mackenzie know what to do now to get his attention.
This story is steamy and very sexually charged. First let me get my one apprehension of the book. I had a hard time with the whole "Daddy" and "little girl" dynamic. This is just a personal thing and is my hang up. With that being said, once I got over that, this was one hot, hot, hot story.
Due to Maxwells high profile position it's difficult for them to see each other, but as opportunities present them selfs, they are more and more drawn to each other. I really enjoyed the progression of the story and wondering how they could possibly overcome the obstacles in front of them.
This is the second book by NJ Cole that I have has the pleasure to read, and she doesn't disappoint.
*Excerpt:*
Opening the door to the
suite, I found a beautiful creature in my bed with
the hottest body I’d
ever seen. She was wearing white thigh highs, a short
plaid skirt, and a white
top. It was a classic school girl outfit and I
loved it. Everything about
her was perfect, but everything about her was
wrong.
“Mackenzie! What the
hell are you doing?”
“I’m giving you your
birthday present, Senator Joseph.”
The way she said my name
made my dick rock hard again.
“Mackenzie, this is
completely inappropriate.”
“Who gives a fuck if
it’s appropriate or not,” she said, rubbing her thighs
together. “And I know
you want me. I saw how you were looking at me
earlier. I even know what
you’re into.”
My stomach dropped. Could
she mean she knew about my sexual preferences?
“What are you talking
about?”
“Oh, I know. I overheard
my father talking once.” She got off the bed and
walked over to me, her
eyes never leaving mine as she crossed the room. She
grabbed hold of my tie and
began running her fingers over it. “I know
exactly what you are into,
Senator Joseph.”
“Mackenzie, you’re
what…sixteen years old?” I questioned, grabbing her
wrist and removing her
hand from my tie.
“Sixteen? You sent me a
graduation present last year,” she laughed. “I’m
nineteen. My birthday was
just last week.”
She was legal. I’m sure
she said more, but all I heard was that she was
nineteen. I had also
caught something else she said a moment ago. She’d
mentioned that she knew
what I was “into,” and I needed to know what she
meant.
“What is it you think
I’m into?” I asked with more authority than I felt at
that moment.
“You like to tie up
little girls and fuck them. Isn’t that right, Senator?”
Her words made my dick
twitch. The summary wasn’t exactly accurate; I
didn’t like actual
little girls, just women in their early twenties who
were willing to dress up
for my fantasies. What I gathered from her
statement, though, was
that she wasn’t repulsed; she sounded excited at the
thought.
There were a million
reasons I shouldn’t do this. She was barely legal. She
was the daughter of my top
advisor…and best friend. I wasn’t prepared. We
didn’t have any sort of
contract. I had no clue what her limits were. It
just seemed wrong, yet all
of that flew out the window when she looked up
at me and licked her lips.
“Don’t you wanna tie
me up and fuck me, Senator Joseph?”
Consequences be damned. I
wasn’t thinking with my head, I was thinking with
my dick. And my dick
wanted her. “On your knees, little girl,” I commanded
harshly.
She dropped to the floor
instantly; when she did, I walked around her and
pulled her hands behind
her back. “So you want to be tied up? To offer
yourself to me? To please
me?”
“Yes,” she panted.
“Yes, what?” I asked,
removing my tie.
“Yes, Sir,” she
moaned.
“Yes, Daddy,” I
corrected.
“Yes, Daddy.”
