Page 18 of Save Her from Me


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“Actually, no. He turned me down.” She paused for effect. “The first time I asked.”

We all laughed again.

Casey groaned. “I volunteer for his mountain rescue crew. I’m never going to be able to look at him the same way.”

I warmed to the idea Cait had suggested. “So I just come up with the things I want to try and ask someone if he’ll do them with me? What goes on that list?”

A flurry of answers flew at me.

“One at a time,” I yelled over the excited voices.

“Me first,” Casey said. “I vote for as many positions and experiences that we can think of and that interest you. It’s hard to know what your turn-ons or kinks are until you’ve done them. Or at least considered them and got a little hot.”

I picked up a pad and paper from under a half-eaten bowl of Doritos on the coffee table. We’d long ago polished off Raphael’s delicate pastries. My brother was a good cook.

“Start me off.”

“Off the top of my head, get losing your virginity out of the way with straight-up missionary position. People call it vanilla, but it can be hot as fuck with kissing and deep pressure. All that full-body contact is delicious, particularly if it’s the middle of the night and you’re half asleep. Next, try blowing him, him going down on you, and finally sixty-nine each other. Tell him what feels good and ask him to do the same so you start to develop a technique.”

Heat flooded my cheeks, and I scribbled furiously. “You talk during sex?”

“Yep!” Casey said brightly. “Take the image you’ve seen in porn out of your head and throw it away as far as you can. This is deeply personal one-on-one time with someone you trust. Communication is hot.”

“So hot,” Rory agreed, lifting her dark hair to fan her neck. “Get used to doing it, because then you’ll be able to ask him to try stuff whilst you’re in the middle of it. Give me that pad. I’m going to write you a list of positions.”

Everyone started talking at once again, giving Rory things to note down.

My phone buzzed with an incoming call, Viola’s name on my screen, alongside a couple of messages from my brother which I dismissed. I put her on loudspeaker.

“Hey, everyone. Sorry I’m late to the party,” she said.

I grinned. “You just had a baby. We weren’t expecting you.”

She yawned. “While pushing a whole human out of my body is a great excuse, I’m feeling pretty good. The few days in hospital were oddly relaxing, I—” She took a rushed inhale. “God. I’m so slow. How are ye, Ariel? I heard about your car.”

“Fine. Pissed off. Wish I knew who did it.”

“Anything more from the police? Leo told me something, but I’ve napped since then and my brain is goo.”

“There were no prints. They said they’d call if there was any more information, but I get the feeling they’re not going to prioritise it.”

After a couple more gentle questions, Viola let me change the subject. “Catch me up on what we’re talking about.”

“Ariel wants a fuck buddy,” Daisy helpfully supplied. “We’re giving her a list of sex positions.”

“Ooh, dangerous for a woman who just spent hours screaming through the consequences of just such a list. Item one, good contraceptive,” Viola quipped.

“Got that covered.” I’d been taking the pill since I was sixteen.

“Smart woman,” the new mother commended.

The ladies returned to their task of scrawling out my sex list.

Snuggled against the cushions where Jackson had slept, I conjured him in my mind, trying out these scenes with me. As my most recent crush, he was easy to imagine in the role.

He’d never in a million years agree if I asked.

I pictured his expression. Dark, glowering, grumpy, no doubt. That was probably the reason I liked him—his total lack of interest in me. I almost wanted to ask him just to see the look on his face.

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