I’d spent the last decade counseling couples –helping them achieve their most intimate desires. How could I so easily help them when I didn’t know how to help myself?
Honestly, I was a fraud. A fake. A phony. Let’s call it what it was –I was a thirty-five-year-old woman who’d never experienced the Big O. Don’t kid yourself, I’m not innocent. I’m definitely not a virgin. It’s just, no guy has ever taken me there –you know the place, where your toes curl and the universe explodes around you.
I’d pretty much given up hope, until he barreled into my life –turning my entire world upside down.
I’m Doctor Carson Foster, renowned sex therapist. I’d made a career out of bringing women to orgasm. Always holding to high professional standards, I was careful to do things completely by the book. I’d never considered breaking my personal code of ethics with any of my patients –that is, until I met her. And to complicate things, Ashlynn Sommers was my colleague, but I wouldn’t let that stop me. When I learned of her “little problem” in the bedroom, I was determined to be the one to take her there.