Teach Me Dirty(29)

“Of course he does.” Her eyes twinkled. “He just might need come coaxing…”

“Coaxing? How the hell can I coax him?” I sighed. “He’s a man, Lizzie, a proper man, who’s so… responsible… and, right, and…”

“And totally into you.” She launched at me so quickly I squealed, and her hands were all over me, squeezing me through my blouse as she giggled. “He’ll want more of these sweet little tits, Hels, I told you they’d be more than enough for a man like Roberts.” She poked her tongue out, pretending to lick my nipples, and I felt strange and churny inside. “Did it feel good? I bet it did…”

I pushed her off me. “Yes, it felt good.”

“What were you wearing?”

I lifted the bra out of the hamper at the bottom of my bed and she pulled an expression of horror. “Oh, man. That’s like the plainest bra in the universe…”

“Yeah, well, he didn’t seem to mind.” My cheeks burned and I wished I was nearly as confident about that as I made out.

She held the bra up to her chest, and the cups were way too small. “It’s fine, it’s just… next time you should be more prepared.”

“What makes you so sure there’s going to be a next time?”

“There’s always a next time, Helen, trust me.” She discarded my bra and got to her feet, turning her attention to my chest of drawers. She rummaged through and I didn’t have the resolve to stop her.

“What are you doing?”

She held out my most flamboyant set of underwear. A lacy purple monstrosity that I never wore. “Is this the sexiest you’ve got?”

I shrugged. “I don’t really do sexy.”

“Well, Helen is about to get sexy,” she laughed. She put her arms through the bra straps and did a twirl, pouting and fluttering her eyelashes and looking so silly I snort-laughed. Maybe it was the wine as much as her. “Lizzie’s guide to seduction, lesson 101… are you ready?”

I fake groaned and took another swig from the bottle. “Does this seduction crap actually work?”

“Faultless,” she said. “Just look at me and Scottie. I told you already, it’s from my Romany roots.”

“I dunno, Lizzie… what if it makes things worse?”

She scowled and put her hands on her hips. “Do you trust me, or not?”

“Of course I do…”

“And you want my help, right?”

“Yes…”

“And you’ll do what I say, no matter how silly it seems?”

“Well, I…”

“Helen! Will you do what I say? Yes, or no?”

I shrugged. “Yeah, ok… if you’re sure it’ll help.”

Her smile was bright. Really bright. “Then listen and learn, Hels Bells. I’ll have Roberts wrapped around your little finger before you can say Scottie Davis f*cks ass reallll good.”

Oh God, I hoped so.

“I’m all ears,” I said.

***





Helen



“It’s all in the eyes.” Lizzie dropped onto the bed beside me.

“The eyes?”

She smiled. “Windows to the soul, Hels. Trust me, they’re your biggest asset. Watch this.” She got to her knees, then positioned herself on all fours, and I resisted the urge to giggle. And then she lowered her head, took a breath, and her eyes flicked up to meet mine, and they were hooded and fluttery and… sexy. Her lips parted, just a little, and she stared at me like she wanted to eat me up, and it wasn’t funny. It wasn’t funny at all.

“Wow, that’s… that’s…” I felt myself blushing and it was ridiculous. She crawled towards me until her hands were on my thighs and her head slowly rose to mine, eyes never leaving me, until she was just an inch away, her breath on my face.

And then she laughed, and pulled away.

“It’s all in the eyes,” she repeated. “You have to show him that you want him.”

“I can’t exactly crawl over to him on the art room floor, though, can I?” I groaned. “How am I supposed to pull a move like that? Even if I could pull it off, when would I?”

She rolled her eyes. “You can vary it up a little, Hels. You don’t have to do the crawling thing.” She patted my knee. “Come on, try it.” Even the idea embarrassed me, but she pulled a face. “You said you’d do what I asked!”

“Okay, okay.” I handed her the wine and sighed as I positioned myself on all fours. I felt so stupid. “Now what?”

She moved towards me until my nose was practically touching her chest, and pressed her fingers to my chin. “Angle your head down.”

I did as she instructed.

“Now, look up at me.”

I looked up at her.

“Relax, don’t open your eyes so wide.”

I blinked, once, twice, and looked up at her again.

“That’s good, Hels. Now, pretend I’m Roberts. Pretend you want me.”

“I dunno, Lizzie… I can’t…”

“Pretend!”

I took a deep breath, and pictured him in the car, just before he kissed me. Flutters tickled. I looked at Lizzie again, but I was looking through her, seeing him in my mind.