Marissa & Mr. White: (Sexy Contemporary Romance) Read Online Free

at me like I’m stupid.” I toss Mr. Rabbit at her.
    “You’re kind of on the borderline, Rissa.” She laughs.
    “I’m not stupid. I’m inexperienced . There’s a
difference.”
    She nods. “You’re absolutely right. But just for your FYI, all
positions have an official name. I have something that will get you up to
speed.” Bianca walks over to her bookcase, picks out a book then tosses it into
my lap.
    I look down at the front cover. “Kama Sutra 100 Sex
Positions.” I shake my head then toss the book onto the bed. “Bianca, I am not
reading that book.”
    She puts the book into my lap again. “You need to read it. I’m
not telling you to try all the positions, Rissa. I’m just saying that there are
a few in there that may interest you.”
    “But I like missionary.” I poke my bottom lip out.
    “Rissa, as your best friend in the whole wide world I have to
be honest with you. If you don’t break out of your sexual shell, you might not
ever keep another man. That’s just how the world works these days. Times are
different and you have to stay current.”
    “Stay current? You sound like having sex is a trend or
something.”
    “I’m not saying that it’s a trend but guys expect different
things than when our grandmothers were growing up. They want excitement,
adventure, and spontaneity. They don’t want just missionary.”
    I know this already. This is the exact same thing that Richard
had told me a few times before he walked out on me. “Maybe I’m just not capable
of being sexually exciting or adventurous or spontaneous. Maybe I’m just
capable of being a missionary girl. That’s not so bad. There has to be men out
there that like that.”
    “Yeah there is. And you know what we call them?”
    “What?”  
    “Grandpa.”
    I try to suppress the laugh that wants to escape my mouth but
the serious look on Bianca’s face causes me to erupt. “You are too much, Bee.”
    “I’m serious, Rissa. Only old men like missionary. If you want
a hot, sexy, young tenderoni like Romeo, for instance, you have to be more
open-minded in the bedroom. We don’t want to have another Richard episode now
do we?”
    Just the mention of his name completely wipes every trace of
happiness from my face. “Do you have to bring him up? I’m trying hard to get to
a place where he’s not my every thought. I feel so pathetic sometimes when I
think about why he left and how he left. Like who leaves in the middle
of sex? Well, trying to have sex. I’m lying there naked waiting on my boyfriend
to come back after he’s calmed down, and that was the last I heard from him. No
phone call. No text. No email. No smoke signal. Just, Rissa why are you
being so difficult? Then he dresses and leaves. Six months later and it
still seems unreal. Like something my mind just made up. Sometimes I even
question did Richard really exist? Was he really my high school sweetheart? Did
we really spend every day together in high school for two years? Was he really
my best friend? Did he really leave me because I wasn’t sexually adventurous
enough?” I shake my head and squeeze my eyes tight to keep back the tears that
threaten to make an appearance.
    “We have to face reality here, Rissa. No matter how crazy or
hurtful it is. I hate what Richard did to you. And not to take his side, I do
understand it. We grow apart. We experience different things in life and want
to explore different things in life and sometimes in a relationship if both
people aren’t moving at the same pace then, inevitably, one person moves on.”
    “But Richard loved missionary.”
    “Until he didn’t.” Bianca takes a sip of her sangria.
    “Everything was good between us. Had been good since our first
time having sex our junior year in high school. I didn’t get any complaints
from him until he became a pilot and started flying all over the country. I
guess he started meeting girls that are a little more ‘out there’ than I am. He
tried bringing it back