Lauren Blakely’s MISTER O is here for all of your reading pleasure! MISTER O is a standalone, sexy romantic comedy, including a forbidden romance, told from the male POV. You met Nick in Lauren’s BIG ROCK, and he’ll keep you up long into the night as you turn the pages of MISTER O.
MISTER O
Genre: Contemporary Romance, Romantic Comedy
Author: Lauren Blakely
Release Date: May 2, 2016![]()
Just call me Mister O. Because YOUR pleasure is my super power.
Making a woman feel ‘oh-god-that’s-good’ is the name of the game, and if a man can’t get the job done, he should get the hell out of the bedroom. I’m talking toe-curling, mind-blowing, sheet-grabbing ecstasy. Like I provide every time.
I suppose that makes me a superhero of pleasure, and my mission is to always deliver.
But then I’m thrown for a loop when a certain woman asks me to teach her everything about how to win a man. The only problem? She’s my best friend’s sister, but she’s far too tempting to resist–especially when I learn that sweet, sexy Harper has a dirty mind too and wants to put it to good use. What could possibly go wrong as I give the woman I’ve secretly wanted some no-strings-attached lessons in seduction?
No one will know, even if we send a few dirty sexts. Okay, a few hundred. Or if the zipper on her dress gets stuck. Not on that! Or if she gives me those f*&k-me-eyes on the train in front of her whole family.
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.
Looks like the real Adventures of Mister Orgasm have only just begun….
**MISTER O is a standalone romantic comedy and it follows supporting characters first introduced in BIG ROCK**
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PROLOGUEAsk me my three favorite things and the answers are so easy they roll off my tongue. Hitting a homerun for my softball league, drawing a killer cartoon panel, and, oh yeah, making a woman come so hard she sees stars.
Not gonna lie. That last one is my favorite, by about a mile. Giving a woman a sheet-grabbing, toe-curling, mind-blowing orgasm is pretty much the Best Thing Ever.
A woman’s climax is like summer break, Christmas morning, and a vacation in Fiji all rolled together in one fantastic package of window-shattering bliss.
Hell, if we could harness the beauty and energy from women coming, we could probably power cities, solve global warming, fix every problem known to man. The female orgasm is basically the manifestation of everything good in the world.
Especially when I deliver them, and I’ve given thousands upon thousands. I’m like a superhero of pleasure, a good-deed doer, the once-upon-a-geek-now-a-stud, and my mission is to dispense as many climaxes to my lovers as possible.
How have I managed to achieve this amazing feat? Simple. I’m both a student and a master of the art of giving Os. I consider myself an expert because — in the interest of full disclosure here — I’m completely, 100% obsessed with a woman’s enjoyment between the sheets. Getting her off is the name of the game, and if you can’t get that job done, you should get the hell out of the bedroom.
But, hey, I’m also humble enough to admit I’m still a learner.
Since there is always something new to discover with a woman.
Does she want it soft, hard, fast, light, rough? Does she like it with teeth, toys, my cock, my tongue, my fingers? Would she want a little something extra, like a feather, a vibrator, or some sort of fantastic combination of all of the above? Every woman is different and every path to her pleasure is its own erotic journey with so many fantastic stops to make along the way.
I take mental notes, study her cues, and always get out and do the field work.
I suppose that makes me the Magellan of the female orgasm. A true explorer, venturing forth, fearless and ready at any moment, to map the terrain of her pleasure until she cries out in rapture.
Fine, some might say I have an addiction.
But really, is it a bad thing that I love to make the woman I’m with feel good? If that makes me a guy with a one-track mind, then I’m guilty as fucking charged. I’ll freely admit that when I meet a woman I’m into, I’m picturing in seconds what she looks like coming, how she sounds, how I want to send her soaring.
The trouble is, there’s one woman I just can’t go there with, even though lately my brain desperately wants to figure out how to drive her wild. It’s been an epic battle, and I’ve had to keep her in a special drawer, locked, sealed and key thrown away because she is the definition of hands off.
Which sucks royally because she’s about to make things even harder with the words that come out of her mouth.
Princess Clueless, you’re about to get an education in all things you’re oblivious to.”
Alright, tell the truth, are you like me and you looked at that cover and blurb and thought to yourself, ‘ah yes, another deliciously irreverent manwhore falls for his best friend sister, fluffy and smutty read. Adding!’
No? Pfft! Well, you my friend are far less judgy than me, then. Because that was totally what I thought. But congratulations to you for not thinking that. *hands over cookie*
But in all honesty, I was not expecting this book to have the amount of depth that it did. It caught me by complete and total pleasant surprise. It was this perfect combination of humor and steam. I had a goofy grin on my face while reading. I adored the characters. I loved the story. I’m seriously kicking my own stubborn ass for not reading anything else by this author before. But I digress.
Mister O is told entirely in the male POV and done so flawlessly. I loved being inside Nick’s head. And can we talk about that name for a hot second here, because NICK HAMMER. C’mon now! Can he have a better name. Especially when this is a man that really knows how to use his tool. (uhem)

Ask me my three favorite things and the answer are so easy they roll off my tongue: hitting a home run for my softball league, drawing a killer cartoon panel, and-oh yeah- making a woman come so hard she sees stars.
But I digress again. Nick Hammer is a famous cartoonist, whose hilariously sexy comic about the adventures of Mister Orgasm has landed him a cable show. He’s handsome, successful…and completely in lust with his best friend’s younger sister.
She operates at this constant state of verbal banter that’s flirting, but not quite flirting. The net effect? I’m a cat, and she’s working the laser pointer
Can a heroine be more perfect in all her award glory? Absolutely not! I loved Harper. Here’s a chick that can wield sarcasm better than her magic wand (did I mention she’s a magician? How cool is that? C’mon!) but at the sight of a man she’s interested in she goes sassy to awkward in 2 seconds flat. Who better than to teach her the way of the wooing and dating that Mister Orgasm himself?
I have to admit that I haven’t read many books with the male harboring unrequited lust, and that was such a refreshing change of pace. While Nick can barely walk straight because he wants Harper so bad, she’s seemingly oblivious to him. But as their lessons progress, the chemistry between them gets stronger and stronger. I loved that the author was able to pull it off. It’s no easy feat to pull off building chemistry like that without making it seem like it came out of the blue for Harper. She truly makes you feel it. It was so entertaining because you see it coming way before the characters themselves do and it was utter perfection.
My throat goes dry. My bones heat up. This girl and her innuendoes will kill the last remaining non-sex focused brain cells.
Nick was amazing. I loved him from the top of his head to the hot nerd glasses to the sexy man beard and his delicious tattoos. The steam is a slow build, which really worked for the story here. It makes sure you’re just as invested in that HEA as the characters.
I can’t keep rappelling down the cliff face of this untamed desire for her. I’ve got to reel it back in, stuff it into a trunk, lock it up, and then toss the motherfucker to the bottom of the ocean.
I felt for Nick. He wants Harper but she’s entirely hands off for him and not just because she’s his best friend’s sister but because he’s terrified of losing her friendship as well. Harper gets tongue tied around any man she likes, and the fact that she can use it just fine to throw sexual innuendos his way tells him that she doesn’t think of him that way…or does she?
Whatever this kiss is, it possesses its own pulse, its own frequency, as if the air around us is charged and vibrating with sensual energy.
Mister O was a hilarious and deliciously sexy romp from beginning to finish. The characters are perfectly imperfect. The story is addictingly good. It kept me smiling from cover to epilogue. It really doesn’t get much better than this with a rom com! I can’t recommend it enough to any reader that enjoys a good laugh with their steam, because the combination of it here? Perfection!
I want Harper to want me this same wild and crazy way, like she can’t get enough of me. Because, hell, it’s become that way for me.
It just has.

Since self-publishing her debut romance novel CAUGHT UP IN US three years ago, Lauren Blakely has sold more than 1 million books. She is known for her sexy contemporary romance style that’s full of heat, heart and humor. A devout fan of cake and canines, Lauren has plotted entire novels while walking her four-legged friends. She lives in California with her family. With nine New York Times bestsellers,her titles have appeared on the New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal Bestseller List more than three dozen times. Her bestselling series include Sinful Nights, Seductive Nights, No Regrets, Caught Up in Love and Fighting Fire. She recently released BIG ROCK, a sexy standalone romantic comedy that became an instant New York Times Bestseller. In the late spring, she’ll release MISTER O, another standalone romantic comedy.
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