Ground Floor: Toys and Games (7 page)

“And what’s that?” She should have been tired after a full day spent on her feet, but all it took was his say so to get her in the mood. Her body was no longer her own.

“I want you to touch yourself.” His gaze drifted from the road to her lap.

Jen let her knees fall slightly apart to tease him. “Why would I do that?”

“You need to get to know your own body. To find out what you like and what turns you on.” He reached across and stuck his hand between her thighs. “Good, you’re still commando.”

He pulled away again, leaving her slightly frustrated. “You turn me on.”

She didn’t see the point in getting herself off when she had a man to do it for her now.

“Do it,” he commanded, his jaw set firmly.

“Okay, okay.” She slipped her hand down to brush through her curls and part her pussy.

Jamie adjusted the interior mirror so he could see what she was doing. This wasn’t all about her when he was clearly enjoying the view. She opened her legs wider and brought her fingers up to her mouth to suck on them for extra lubrication.

She lay back in her seat with her eyes closed, imagining Jamie was directing her digits. She drew small circles around her clit, a pleasant relaxing motion that set her at ease. Imitating the action of his cock last night, she plunged deeper inside. A picture of Jamie on top of her, head thrown back in ecstasy, came to her mind. It was enough to flood her channel with her own juices. She moved faster, pushing for that same release he brought her to time and again, and sucking in a breath through clenched teeth.

The car swerved and put her off her stride. On opening her eyes she found Jamie watching her intently, sweat breaking on his forehead. The power she felt in that moment was a bigger turn on than fingering her own pussy.

“Eyes on the road, mister.”

He turned his attention back to the country lane, empty save for their car. In the corner of her eye she could see the bulge in his trousers and a devilish thought entered her head. She reached across and gently squeezed his growing erection.

Jamie sighed as she unzipped him from his constraints. “What are you doing?”

“Next lesson.” She unbuckled her seat belt and bent her head down to take his cock in her mouth.

“Holy shit!” The car swerved again but Jen was too engrossed in what she was doing to care.

The silky length of him filled her mouth and she stretched wide to take him all in. She sucked from the base of his shaft to the tip and repeated at a quicker pace.

“Fucking hell!”

When her jaw started to ache, she took him in her hand and used her tongue to lick him instead. Over his balls, across his swollen head, she covered every inch of his hard-on with her mouth. She didn’t know if she was doing it right but he wasn’t complaining so she kept going. While she worked his shaft with her hand, she sucked the tip of his penis, tasting the salty essence rushing to meet her.

Without warning, the car came to a sudden halt and Jamie started pulling on her hair. “Christ, Jen, I’m going to come.”

She didn’t stop. She wanted him to come. She wanted him to lose control the way she did every time he touched her. Jamie grunted as he poured into her mouth. Jen swallowed it down in surprise. Job done.

Pleased with herself, she wiped her mouth and sat up. “Do I pass, Mr Kelsey?”

“With flying colors, Ms White. With flying colors.”

Chapter Ten

Jamie couldn’t concentrate on his every day job. Not when his extra-curricular activities with his new student were keeping him awake half the night. He yawned and keyed in yesterday’s sale figures on autopilot. It was just as well his daily tasks currently didn’t run beyond operations a trained monkey could do. Although the computer monitor in front of him was nothing more than a blur in his unfocused eyes, the images in his head of a naked Jen riding him like Seabiscuit, were crystal clear and infinitely more appealing.

She was certainly eager to learn, although he’d experienced a small pang of panic in the car on the way to work this morning after mistaking her quiet contemplation as a sign of regret.

“Is something wrong?” He’d dared to ask after the silence had become too much for him to bear.

“You’ve been with a lot of women, right?” With anyone else it might’ve sounded like a trick question, wanting him to be truthful so they could start an argument over his playboy past. But Jen was always up front with him when it came to such matters.

“Yes, but that’s in the past. It has no bearing on what we have.” Much to his detriment, he couldn’t change any of his mistakes.

“I know. I’m just curious. I mean we’re having fun and all, but I’m worried it might be a little…vanilla for you.” She’d been so earnest in her concerns he’d managed not to laugh out loud.

“What makes you say that?” Given half a chance he’d swap most of those one-night stands for another sleep over with the woman beside him.

“I know people like to experiment and I thought maybe you might get bored having plain old sex with me.” She’d fidgeted in her seat, looking anywhere but him. If they hadn’t been late already because of their morning antics, he would’ve pulled the car over and left her in no doubt about how good their sex life was.

“Sweetheart, there is nothing ‘plain’ or ‘old’ about the sex we’re having, but I’m open to anything you might want to try.”

He’d started the day with a boner and now he’d made sure he had a bad case of perma-erection. There could be no greater turn on than an attractive young woman eager to please him in bed.

Jamie lifted the phone. “Hi, Kelly. This is Jamie Kelsey. Could you tell Jen I’m taking her out for lunch?”

* * * *

“Where are you taking me?” Jen pulled on her coat over her uniform. She wasn’t sure where Jamie usually dined but she was certain she wasn’t dressed for the occasion.

“Okay, I lied. We’re not going out to lunch. I hope you’re not too hungry.” He grabbed her hand and whisked her out onto the streets of the city center.

Jen’s stomach rumbled in defiance, but in this instance she’d rather sate her curiosity than her appetite. “I can wait, but what’s so important?”

“Something you said got me thinking. There’s only so much I can teach you. Some things, well, you’ll just have to discover for yourself. I’m taking you to Gresham Street.”

“Gresham Street? Where all the sex shops are?” Her voice dropped to an embarrassed whisper as they moved through the throng of shoppers and tourists toward the seedier end of town.

“Yeah. You’re under no obligation to wear a long mac and sunglasses, I just thought you might like to have a look around.”

The closer they got to the gaudy shop windows, the more she felt like a young innocent being led into a den of vice. She was so out of her depth.

The door chimed as they walked in, but the inside of the premises was more inviting than the closed shutters and neon lights outside suggested. She’d expected some dark, dingy backstreet dive crawling with furtive middle aged men. Instead, she found a
normal
shop whose customers were ordinary young couples and groups of girls having a giggle.

“See? You didn’t set off their newbie alarm after all.” Jamie grinned, and taking her by the hand, led her over to the mannequins modeling their range of sexy lingerie.

“I wouldn’t mind splashing out on some new underwear.” The pretty, flowery sets she wore no longer reflected her mood. She wanted something bold, something daring to show off to her lover.

“I wouldn’t mind splashing out on these.” Jamie held up a pair of crotchless black panties.

“They’re not very practical.” Jen ignored the innuendo to search through the rails of lace and silk.

“Oh, I don’t know. I think I would find them very handy.” He twanged the black string underwear but she didn’t bite.

“What about these? Which one do you prefer?” She picked out a red lace plunge bra and a padded leopard print one, holding each one to her chest in turn.

“I like them both.” Jamie snatched them off her and stuffed them into her basket along with the matching thongs. She was on the right track at least.

They moved on past the rainbow of colored dildos and strap-ons. One penis at a time was plenty for her. She paused at the bondage and fetish section and cocked her head at some of the oddly shaped black rubber, wondering which orifice they were intended for.

“I think that’s a bit far out for even me.” Jamie zipped the mouth closed on a gimp mask and walked away.

“What about embracing your inner Dom?” Jen flicked the end of a leather flogger at his backside.

“I might be an arsehole but I like my bed partners to know their own mind. Besides, something tells me you wouldn’t make the perfect submissive either.” He grabbed the leather strands and yanked her toward him for a kiss.

“But that means you get to spank me for misbehaving,” she said with a twinkle in her eye.

“Okay, we’ll take it.” He tossed it in the basket. “Along with one of these.” And added a double sided paddle to the purchases.

She bypassed the nipple clamps, quite happy for Jamie to do her tweaking for her, and hovered by the display of tubes and lubes.

“Mint or strawberry?” They both promised extra pleasure.

Jamie arched an eyebrow at her.

“I know, I know. Both. This is adding up to one expensive lunch break, Mr Kelsey.” Fun didn’t come cheap. Well, the experimental kind at least.

“If I can’t spend my cash on sex toys and lube what can I spend it on?” He didn’t even try to hide the absurdity of the situation and Jen loved him for it. Not once had he made her feel stupid or embarrassed about her lack of experience. Rather, he seemed determined to make the situation as enjoyable as possible for both of them.

“That sounds like fun.” Amongst the chocolate body paints and edible knickers, a red packet caught her eye.
‘Sexy body candy–an explosive new way to explore your lover’s body.’

Jamie read the packet over her shoulder. “Well, I’m all in favor of anything that involves you licking it off my naked body.”

“But then again, I really should watch my figure…”

“I’m watching it enough for you. Now get your sexy ass over to the cash desk and we’ll pay for this lot before I test that paddle on it.” Jamie had that look on his face that said they needed to go somewhere very private, very soon, before they gave a live sex show in the middle of the shop.

It gave her such a thrill that she was able to make him lose control like that and forget his serious businessman demeanor in favor of his libido. In many ways it comforted her to know she wasn’t the only one currently ruled by her hormones. From the outside looking in one would’ve been forgiven for thinking they were both embarking on their first sexual experience, such was their enthusiasm and lust for one another.

When she didn’t move quickly enough, Jamie scooped the contents of the basket onto the shop counter and whipped out his credit card. The simple act of buying her lingerie, never mind the toys, was an intimate gesture that went beyond anything she expected from someone who was supposed to be her rebound guy. How she would ever get out of this in one piece she didn’t know.

Jamie reached into his suit pocket again and this time pulled out his phone. He typed in his number on the credit card machine then gestured for Jen to take over the sale while he made a call.

“Hello, Kelly. This is Jamie Kelsey. Um, Jen won’t be in for the rest of the day. Get someone from children’s wear to help you out this afternoon. Something’s come up—”

Yes, Jen knew she was in serious trouble with the boss.

Chapter Eleven

Jen was having way too much fun to spare a guilty thought for her sister or work. Dressed in her leopard print sex siren uniform, Jen straddled a naked Jamie for some afternoon delight.

She tore open the packet of body candy and tapped some of the pink crystals directly onto his nipple. As soon as her tongue made contact, the little rocks fizzed and popped on his body. “What does that feel like?”

He laughed. “Like a mini volcano. Wanna try it?”

He took the package from her and flipped her over onto her back to pour some of the contents into her cleavage. The crackling sounds as he lapped the confection from her breasts made her giggle. She hadn’t had popping candy since she was a child and it was certainly more fun than she remembered. Jamie whipped off her bra and spread the sweet trail across her nipples. The coarseness of the hard sugar roughing against her sensitive skin pulled her out of the teasing mode and dampened her new panties with arousal.

“Your turn,” she said and took the remnants of the candy in her hand. “Where do you want it?”

“Where do you think?” He lay back down beside her, his erection twitching impatiently for a sugar rush.

“Are you sure?” She didn’t want to take a chance of blowing up such an important part of his anatomy on a whim.

“Definitely.” He laced his fingers behind his head and propped himself up on the pillows to watch her.

Jen tipped the sweets into her mouth to let the fizzing begin and wrapped her lips around his throbbing cock. A sickly strawberry taste filled her mouth as she sucked and washed the crystals around his shaft. She swallowed it down much preferring Jamie’s natural taste.

“How did that feel?”

“Like bloody sandpaper!” Jamie tackled her, sending her over onto her knees while he came around behind her.

“But no long-term damage I take it?” Jen gasped as his erection pressed against her buttocks.

“I don’t think so but maybe we should make sure.” He reached around to tease her entrance open with his finger. If he was testing her there was no doubt she was ready for him as he slid easily into her wetness.

Jen braced herself on all fours, waiting while Jamie snapped on a condom. There was something so primitive about doing it doggie style that even assuming the position turned her on.

With one quick thrust, he impaled her on his length, stuffing her choc-ful of Jamie goodness. She sighed and bowed her head, tilting her ass up so she could take him deeper in her channel. Jamie ran a hand along her spine and up to her neck, fucking her all the while. He tangled his fingers in her hair and tugged, pulling her head back up. The sharp pain as he pulled her hair merely swelled her sex more with the raw sensuality of the act.