There is no way people would go to the lengths they do to get sex if it was really this bad.

 That’s what Marisa is thinking after yet another frustrating night. She doesn’t want a relationship. She doesn’t want love, at least not right now. What she does want is some of the hot sex that everyone else raves about…and she doesn’t know where to start. 

 Enter Darren Knight, Marisa’s best friend and longtime crush. Offering a casual sexual apprenticeship, he helps Marisa gain the confidence to ask for and get what she wants. A sizzling new world opens up for her, including BDSM, stripteases – and Darren’s sexy brother, Eric. 

 But can she take her newfound confidence to the next level and live out her ultimate fantasy?

 My cheeks were on fire then. What I wouldn’t have given for the confidence to ask him to do that very thing right then. I’d been attracted to him since time immemorial, but the more we talked about this, the more I learned how much he loved pleasing a woman, the more I wanted him. I sighed.

 He smiled. “That’s what I thought.” He folded his hands on the counter and leaned forward. “You just have to get up the confidence to make it clear what you want. Does it embarrass you to have a man eat your pussy?”

 I chewed my lip. He said it so matter-of-factly, so unabashedly. It shouldn’t have surprised me coming from him, but it wasn’t comfortable to discuss with anyone. I took a breath. “I don’t think any man has gone down on me long enough to embarrass me.”

 He rolled his eyes. “Neanderthals.” He looked at me again. “Really, though, if it doesn’t embarrass you to have him do something to you, why be embarrassed about asking him to do it?”

I wetted my lips and avoided his eyes. He was

absolutely right, but I didn’t know if that revelation would magically grant me the confidence to be able to ask for it.

 “Honestly, Marisa,” he said. “Assuming you’re with a man who’s worth fucking, there probably isn’t much you can ask him to do that would surprise him or make him uncomfortable.”

 “Really?”

 He nodded. “If he’s worth fucking, then he wants to please you, and trust me, there is nothing more frustrating for a man than trying to please a woman and not getting any feedback one way or the other.”

 “I hadn’t thought of it that way.”

 He smiled. “Really, all you have to do is ask. If he won’t do it, then boot his ass out of bed and find someone who will.”

 Like you? I sipped my coffee, rolling it around in my mouth as I rolled his words around in my head.

 “I’ve been with a few women who had a hard time with this,” he said.

 You don’t say. “Really?”

 He nodded. “One girl, she just couldn’t bring herself to ask for anything, and I wasn’t getting anywhere with her. We were both getting frustrated as hell.” He shook his head, pursing his lips. “Finally, I told her, ‘I want to please you, but you’ve got to give me some feedback so I know if I’m doing the right thing.’” He shrugged. “So she told me. It took a while, but she started talking more.”

 “And it got better?”

 “Oh yeah,” he said. “After that, it was incredible.”

 “Lucky woman,” I said with a laugh.

 He shook his head. “Not lucky. Communicative. She told me what she wanted, and I gave it to her.” He paused for a second. "I do that with every woman. I’m not a mind reader, so she has to tell me what she wants.”

“Does it really vary that much? From woman to woman?”

“Absolutely. And from night to night with the same woman. Sometimes she wants a man to make love to her. Sometimes she wants to be thrown around and fucked within an inch of her life. I just let her tell me—implicitly or explicitly—what she wants. And I give it to her.”

Darren, you’re killing me. “Sounds like some of the men I’ve dated could use a few lessons from you.”

He chuckled. “No, they need lessons from you.”

“Fair enough.”

“It’s just a confidence thing,” he said. “You’ll get it. You have to learn to be a bit shameless. Don't be embarrassed of your own desires. Sex means getting vulnerable with another person just as much as it means asking them to be vulnerable with you; if you can't ask for what you want, then what's the point?"

 "True." There was a long pause. Get a little bit shameless, you say? My heart pounded. Did I dare? Then I looked him in the eye and the words were out before I could think twice. "So what if I said I wanted you?"