Good morning! I’m really excited to have a release to share with all of you today. This is Unexpected Top, which you can get at the Ellora’s Cave website, or at Amazon and Barnes & Noble. This is a novella which is part of the Ellora’s Cave special submissions call Ball & Chain, which features married couples.
Sometimes a wife has to go to extreme measures to save her marriage. When Cissy Holden doesn’t feel appreciated, she takes matters into her own hands–literally–and introduces her wayward husband Len to the concept of a Female-Led Relationship (FLR). Will Len be on board with FLR, or has Cissy just made the biggest mistake of her life?
An Excerpt From: UNEXPECTED TOP
Copyright © CASSANDRA CARR, 2013
All Rights Reserved, Ellora’s Cave Publishing, Inc.
Cissy uncuffed him and he rolled onto his side. “Holy shit, baby, you killed me.”
With as much nonchalance as she could muster, she answered, “It looked like you were into not having control.”
He wouldn’t meet her eyes. “Maybe.”
Good enough for me.
With a little smack to his ass that she just couldn’t resist, she said, “I’m gonna go take a shower.” He grunted, whether from the blow or the lingering effects of his orgasm she didn’t know, and Cissy walked into the bathroom, thinking how different the end of this night was than the previous night. As she stood under the hot spray, she thought about the encounter and what she should do now. Cissy knew some of the women used sex as a reward and decided to go that route.
When she came back into the bedroom, Len was propped up, flipping through channels on the small television on his dresser. Without taking his eyes from the screen, he asked, “Feel better?”
“Yes, much. I’d like to talk to you about something. Can you put the remote down?” He lowered it to his lap. “I think we should discuss some things, like how you don’t help around the house enough.” She put up her hand when he started to argue. “I’ve come up with a solution I think you’ll like.”
“Okay…” His voice betrayed his suspicions, and she plowed on, not wanting to give him too much time to think.
“I’m going to make a list of chores, and attach rewards to them. If you do the chore to my satisfaction,” Len made a face, which she ignored, “you’ll get the reward.”
“What if I don’t do it?”
“No reward. Pretty simple.”
“What are these chores and the rewards?”
Cissy anticipated he’d ask this, and she had a few examples ready to go. “Well, you mow the lawn when you’re supposed to, but you leave grass clippings all over the sidewalk and hardly ever weed whack. So if you mow and weed whack, then clean up after yourself, I’ll suck that cock.”
Len’s eyes widened and she grinned inwardly. Maybe these women were onto something. “You’ll blow me if I do yard work?” He sounded incredulous, and she could see his throat working as he swallowed.
“Yep. If you do the dishes, including emptying the dishwasher, refilling it, running it, cleaning the pots and pans by hand, and wiping down all the surfaces, I’ll give you a hand job.”
“Every day?” His voice broke on the last word.
God, men are so freaking easy. She could get him to do the chores and fulfill this newfound want. No doubt after she started stroking him he’d want to have sex, which sounded like a win-win situation to her.
“So, wait a minute, let me make sure I understand. If I do the dishes every day like you said you’ll give me a hand job?”
“If you do them to my satisfaction, yes.”
“Oh, that’s one thing. If you swear more than twice a day within my hearing, any rewards are null and void. I really hate your potty mouth and I’ll take away rewards for it.”
Amazingly, he appeared to take the possibility of losing a reward in stride and she let out a relieved breath.
“Let me make sure I understand. Even if I do all this yard work, but then swear, you won’t give me my reward?”
Len appeared to think about it for a moment and Cissy swore her heart stopped. Then, he nodded with a small smile, obviously feeling confident. That was fine, as long as he did what she asked of him. “Okay. I can live with this deal. Where’s the list?”
He sounded like a kid asking for his Christmas list and it was difficult not to roll her eyes. “I’ll make it tomorrow and put it up on the fridge, along with the associated rewards.”
Len grinned. “I can’t wait to figure how I can get my dick sucked every day.”
Little does he know…