Just call me Mr. Orgasm. No, really, I insist. Orgasms are my specialty. Delivering them, administering them, giving them in multiples. Then doing it again for an encore. I’m like the superhero of pleasure, and my mission is to dole out countless climaxes.
But before anyone gets all up in a lather about me just being a man with one thing on his dirty mind, remember this: You probably didn’t give me the time of day when I was the shy, quiet guy bent over his notebook drawing cartoons about a caped crusader bestowing orgasmic pleasure to womankind.
Now that I’m creator of the hottest animated TV show in the world —The Adventures of Mr. Orgasm — everything has changed, and so have I. Welcome to the story of the once-upon-a-time-geek-turned-stud. Looks, talent, and mind-blowing skills in the bedroom have given me the good life.
Then I’m thrown for a loop by the latest proposition to come my way. A woman just asked me to teach her everything about how to win a man. Sounds like my kind of mission. The only problem? She’s my best friend’s sister. I know I should turn her down, but she’s far too tempting to resist—especially when I learn that sweet, sexy, witty Harper has a dirty mind too, and she wants to put it to good use in the bedroom. What could possibly go wrong as I give her a few no-strings-attached lessons in seduction?
The trouble is the more nights I spend with her in bed, the more days I want to spend with her out of bed. And for the first time ever, I’m not only thinking about how to make a woman cry out in pleasure —I’m thinking about how to keep her in my arms for a long time to come.
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