O Face

I have a confession. I've never had an orgasm. Not for lack of trying. Hell, I even experimented once in college with a girlfriend, but nothing. Nada. Zilch. I'm pretty sure I'm broken. That is, until Liam Porter waltzes back into my life. Cassie Franklin is untouchable. And she wears it well. Heir to a fortune and heart of fucking stone—I've never, not once in the years I've known her—seen her smile. Not that I've lost sleep over her while I've been rolling in the sheets with every other beautiful girl this town has to offer. Not to mention the women I had during my tour of duty. I'm not exactly pining. Still, Cassie's always gotten under my skin—all that cool beauty set into a cold stare. So when her best friend begs me to find out what Cassie's hiding, I'm more than happy to comply. In fact, this is one covert takedown I'll actually enjoy. So why is it that the more I learn about the real Cassie Franklin, the more positive I am—there's only one expression I want to see grace her features: Her O Face. And I never back down from a challenge.