Free Meeting The Unpredictable by Riann C. Miller Page A

me.
    “Are you being serious?”
    “Thirty-three days, Tyler. It’s been thirty-three days.”
    “Oh,” I repeat as I start to wonder if I should leave her alone so she can score, but at the same time, the thought of her with someone else will drive me crazy.
    “Did you know that people who have regular orgasms are generally healthier and tend to live longer?”
    “You asked about sex, not orgasms.”
    “Oh, have you been playing with your snake all by yourself?” Lennie smirks.
    “My...” I shake my head and motion to the waitress for another beer. “I...jerk off from time to time.” Or like this morning when I was picturing her naked.
    “So do I.”
    My breath catches in my throat as visions of Lennie touching herself float through my mind.
    “Some people need sex more often than others, and I’m definitely one of those people.” The waitress sets my beer down and gives Lennie a strange look after overhearing her comment.
    Lennie smirks at her before laughing. “Sex is a normal part of life. I don’t understand why everyone acts like it’s a big secret that no one should talk about.”
    “I guess I was raised in a house where we didn’t talk about it, so it seems strange to discuss it with someone I don’t really know.”
    “Did you and Amber openly talk about sex?”
    I take a deep breath before shaking my head no.
    “See, it’s not about how long you’ve known me, it’s your comfort zone. I’m willing to bet, even though you’ve probably got off every time you’ve been with a woman, you’ve yet to discover how amazing sex can be.”
    My mouth waters as my pants become uncomfortable. “Communication is the key to great sex. You have to be able to tell your partner exactly what you want.” Lennie leans closer to the table as I officially become painfully hard. “You need to be comfortable enough to ask for what you want.” Her voice sounds like a purr to my ears. “You should be with someone you can tell all of your dirtiest fantasies to.” I gulp. “Do you feel safe with me?”
    “Yes,” I immediately answer.
    “Tyler, we’re perfect for each other.”
    “Wait, what?”
    “We’re perfect for each other,” she repeats.
    “We are?” The bar suddenly feels unbelievably hot.
    “I’m leaving in six weeks, but I can assure you I can’t go that long without someone delivering a good time. You don’t like talking about sex much less actually going out and picking up a woman, so this is perfect. We can have sex with each other without the hassle of a romantic relationship.”
    I take another long drink of my beer. “I don’t know, Lennie...”
    “Tell me without lying that you don’t want to try bite my lip, spank my ass, fuck me hard sex.” She laughs.
    “That might be more pressure than I can handle.” I try to laugh off my comment, but I’m afraid where Lennie is concerned, I’m inexperienced.
    “We can work our way up to that.” She reaches across the table and squeezes my hand.
    The main reason I don’t go out looking for sex more often is to avoid the awkward conversation about how sex is just sex. In my little experience, women are quick to drop their panties, but they’re not always quick to walk away. But that’s not the case with Lennie. She’s not going to fall in love with me because she’s too unpredictable to stay in one place long enough for that to happen.
    “I don’t know, Lennie. You’re Jodi’s sister and so many things could go wrong with this crazy idea of yours.”
    I’m dying to rid Lennie of her panties and learn what she likes and dislikes, but I can’t, or better yet, I shouldn’t.
    “This doesn’t have to be a big deal, Tyler.”
    “But it is. We’re talking about having sex the same way we’d discuss going for coffee.”
    “That’s because I’m not pretending this is anything more than it is. We’re two adults looking for a little stress relief.”
    I crack a smile before glancing away.
    “Come on, Tyler. This situation