Ground Floor: Toys and Games (5 page)

His breath came in short pants as though he’d raced to the finish with her. “I think we might be ready to go inside now.”

“Is that some sort of crass double entendre?” Jen couldn’t help but wonder when she was still so in tune with her body-changing climax. He’d created more than a moment of satisfaction, he’d opened her up to a world of possibilities she was eager to explore.

The hearty laugh vibrated from his own chest through hers. “No, but feel free to take that whatever way you wish. I think it’s fair to say we’re compatible.”

He moved back to his own seat and reached down to adjust himself. Apparently she wasn’t the only one affected by the last five minutes. Never one prone to bouts of selfishness, she wanted to pay back the favor. “Let’s take this inside.”

They walked into the apartment, Jen’s legs shaking from nerves with every step farther into his den. He took her by the hand, led her into his masculine black and silver bedroom and closed the door behind them. Alone and face to face, Jamie started to unbutton her blouse. When Jen would’ve made a dash under the covers to hide her blushes, Jamie seemed determined to make the moment last. Only when she was standing in her lacy white bra and panties did Jamie slip out of his jacket and tie.

She reached up to undo his pinstripe shirt, her hands trembling and taking twice as long to get him semi-naked. In her opinion the expensive suits were a waste of money when they hid such an amazing body beneath them. He was an adventure playground of sinew and muscles. Jen couldn’t resist fooling around in the Jamie Kelsey fun factory. She swept her palms over his pecs and dipped down his abs to reach the waistband of his trousers. Aided by the flick of a button and a zipper, his trousers fell to the floor. Only his boxer briefs kept him hidden from view, and Jen soon made short work of those.

Mesmerized by his thick erection, Jen swallowed hard. This was where her inexperience would really show. She took him in hand and slid along the length of his shaft. To her dismay Jamie reached down to stop her. Pulled up at the very first hurdle, she wanted the ground to open up and swallow her.

“Tonight’s all about you, Jen.” Before she registered what he meant, Jamie swept her up in his arms and carried her over to the bed. He laid her down on the covers like she was a dainty flower he was afraid of breaking. It brought tears to her eyes to have someone taking care of her, putting her first.

The mattress dipped as he joined her, and pinned her between his muscled thighs. He opened her bra and slid the straps down her arms, leaving goosebumps everywhere he uncovered.

“You’re beautiful,” he said as he exposed her breasts to his gaze. Even if she could think of a reply, he robbed her of speech when he bent down to suck on one of her proud nipples. He flicked his tongue around her areola and grazed his teeth across the tip.

Jen writhed beneath him, brushing her wet pussy along his steely cock. She didn’t think she could wait any longer to have him fill her. “Do you have any protection?” She was horny, not stupid.

He reached across into his night stand and she heard the rip of foil before he produced a condom. There was something erotic about watching him put it on. He pinched the end of the rubber and rolled it down his shaft. She took notes for the next time.

“This might hurt at first. We’ll take it slow, okay?” Jamie talked her through it as he joined her back down on the bed and positioned himself between her legs.

Jen nodded and braced herself. The pain would be worth it to finally be joined together.

Chapter Seven

Jamie was so nervous about getting this right for Jen, it may have well been his first time too. Taking someone’s virginity was a big responsibility, setting the tone for their future sex life. If Jen didn’t get as much satisfaction as he surely would from a night together, she may not ever want to repeat the act. After all, she’d managed thus far without a bed partner.

If he stopped to think about it, he’d always chosen experienced women, telling himself he didn’t need the hassle of breaking in a new recruit to his harem. There was the possibility a virgin could be clingy, needy for her first lover, when he’d probably already moved on to the next willing fuck buddy. Since he’d forsaken his old ways to be more selective with the opposite sex he could see there was now a certain element of fear involved. Now he was under pressure to insure she enjoyed everything he had to offer.

So why am I going ahead with this?
Truth be told he wasn’t a total saint and this definitely wasn’t a charity screw. The idea of being her first was an ego boost as well as a privilege. But Jen was more than a one-stop-shop to satisfy his needs. They were friends, colleagues, and she trusted him with this precious gift. For once in his life he would set his selfish tendencies aside and concentrate on what she needed, what her body craved. He’d do whatever it took for her to relax and take things as slowly as she liked to make sure she was comfortable. She was such a beautiful woman, inside and out, he owed it to her to make this special.

One of the reasons he enjoyed her company was that he could be himself around her. Jen didn’t have a hidden agenda like so many of the gold-diggers he’d been close to in the past. Nor did she have that look of disappointment on her face that he couldn’t seem to escape elsewhere. He wanted to keep it that way.

In an attempt to convey his understanding of what a big deal this was to her and his intention to take things at her pace, he gave her a light kiss on the lips. Jen seemed determined to get them to the next step though, as she moaned and lifted her hips from the bed so her soft mound grazed against his erection.

Fuck!
She wasn’t making it easy for him to play the gentleman instead of the cad. He reached down to test her with his fingers first to make sure she was as ready as she was implying. The sticky evidence of her arousal coating his digits confirmed it and Jamie steeled himself to make his move.

He nudged the head of his cock slowly into her entrance, stopping every time there was the slightest resistance, and waiting for her to accept him. Every inch of delicious torture was in danger of putting a premature end to their lesson as her vice-like grip fastened around his dick. When the primitive instincts of his inner Neanderthal would’ve pounded into her regardless, Jamie paused the coupling to put her at ease once more.

She was tense, inside and out, and he didn’t want her to regret what they’d already started. With his mission temporarily abandoned, he focused on the basics of seduction. He teased her lips apart with the tip of his tongue and dipped into her mouth to take control.

Even kissing Jen was a revelation to someone who didn’t usually believe in foreplay above the waist. She tasted sweet, a faint trace of mint on her breath mixed with that unmistakable dash of innocence. The intense passion surging between their bodies as he fixed his lips to hers, created such a build-up of sexual energy they could’ve powered the whole building. Jen’s sensuality more than made up for her lack of experience.

In the moment right there with him, she reached her arms up around her neck to pull him closer. The inner muscles squeezing his cock gradually relaxed so he could move again. It gave him the assurance he needed to carry on. He pushed deeper, as gently as he could, with one last barrier to breach until he was buried to the hilt inside her.

She grew tighter around him once more. Jen gasped and Jamie’s legs trembled along with hers.

“Are you okay?” he asked on a shaky breath.

Enveloped in her heat, breathing in her scent of soap and sex, Jamie was struggling to keep his promise. Sweat broke on his forehead. His muscles quivered with the effort of his restraint. His whole being cried out for release.

Jen bit down on her bottom lip and nodded. He waited until she regulated her breathing before he withdrew and slid back into her slippery folds. This time he gasped as her soft warmth threatened to overwhelm him completely. The danger of losing himself grew closer with every look of longing in the beautiful eyes staring back at him, dark with desire and shining with excitement.

How could he maintain any sort of emotional detachment after this when they’d shared something so special? There was no chance he could pass her at work without remembering how tight she was, and so, so wet. This was madness. He knew it, but it felt so fucking good.

Thrust after thrust took him further toward the brink and another step closer to insanity. Jen raked her fingers down his chest, apparently in tune with her newfound sexuality. She spurned his continued efforts to take things slowly, demanding more as she dug her heels into his back.

Her breaths grew shallow, her moans increasing, as he drove into her slick channel with a steady rhythm. He unhooked her legs from around his waist and rested them on his shoulders, tilting her pelvis upwards to change her position.

“Oh God!” He guessed he’d hit her sweet spot when she sprang up from the bed and clung to him.

“You like that?” Pride swelled in his head, and his hard-on, with the knowledge he’d helped her get past her initial fears to climb this high.

“Yes.”

He anchored his hands to her waist and hit it again.

“Yes.”

Once more until her high pitched cry could probably be only heard by dogs.

“Yes!”

With one last push he demanded her orgasm. As her juices rushed over him and down the inside of her thighs, Jen dug her nails into Jamie’s back and rode the crest of her climax with him.

He drank in the sight of her beneath him, her full breasts heaving after her exertions, her lips parted as she panted. When he was satisfied he’d done all he could to please her, he gave himself permission to finally let go. He immersed himself in her tight heat and came so hard, so fast, it left him dizzy.

The room spun around him as he poured everything he had into her, and he withdrew to collapse beside her.

“That was… I didn’t think it could be so… Wow! When can we do it again?” She turned onto her side, brimming with enthusiasm and an energy it would take him some time to compete with.

“You’ll have to wait until I get my breath back,” he laughed and continued the fight to draw oxygen back into his lungs.

The whole experience had left him breathless. Whether that was down to the fact this was her first time, or that they had a genuine connection, he couldn’t be sure. What he did know was that he didn’t want this to be a one-off. This hadn’t been about simply scratching an itch. If anything he wanted her more than ever. Beneath Jen’s shy demeanor, he’d found a shiny new layer of sexy fun and he was keen to discover everything he could about her.

When he’d recovered back to full strength he would teach his willing pupil everything in his repertoire, and maybe even try out a few new moves. Jen had trusted him with her virginity, wanted little from him in return. If he were to be her mentor he’d make sure she knew how good sex could be. Apparently even he was still learning.

As Jamie drifted off to sleep, Jen couldn’t, and didn’t want to, stop the goofy grin spreading across her face. She was too wired to sleep.
I’ve just lost my virginity!
More than that, she’d given it willingly and enthusiastically to the beautiful naked man next to her. He lay on his front, with an arm slung across her naked breasts, and giving her a lovely view of his peachy backside.

Thanks to him, the event had meant more than overcoming an obstacle. He’d taken the time to make sure she’d enjoyed every moment. And boy had she! After the initial discomfort, her body had gone into a frenzy, greedy for every new sensation Jamie could offer.

Even now under the weight of his limb, she responded to his touch. She watched her nipples tighten into pink beads against his tanned skin. The slight ache in her groin after her initiation into lovemaking turned into a request for more. She wanted to feel him inside her again, repeat the whole thing over without the anxiety of being a virgin.

Jen turned over, hoping the nudge would be enough to wake him. It worked.

“What’s wrong?” he mumbled.

“Nothing.” She danced her fingers along his arm, not quite brave enough to voice her want.

Jamie opened his eyes and smiled. “Are you ready for round two?”

“Maybe…” Jen bit her lip as the butterflies took flight in her belly. She wasn’t used to this level of excitement in her life. But, if this was her first and last night with Jamie as her teacher, she wanted to make the most of it.

* * * *

The steady buzz of the alarm clock invaded Jamie’s sleep. Only semi-conscious, he reached across to hit the snooze button and snuggled back under the covers. A soft naked Jen nuzzled into his side. He’d memorized every curve of her figure last night. And what a night it had been. He’d reached a new level in his own lovemaking with her, getting as much satisfaction from her pleasure as he did in his own. He was already looking forward to the next lesson.

After a moment watching her sleep, so content and at home in his bed, he dropped a kiss on her lips. “Morning.”

Jen yawned and stretched, offering her breasts up as breakfast. “What time is it?”

Jamie sampled her ample goods with his tongue, his cock coming to life with every lick of her nipple. “Seven o’clock.”

“In the morning?” Jen sat bolt upright, leaving him sucking on fresh air.

“Er, yeah.” It came as a surprise to him to find they’d slept right through but he’d liked waking up with her.

“Shit!” She jumped out of bed and collected her clothes from around the bedroom floor, giving him a sweet view of her bare ass as she did so.

“What’s the problem?” As far as he was concerned they were two consenting adults who could do as they pleased.

“Well, for one, my mother’s probably sent out a search party for me since I didn’t come home. I need a shower, my uniform’s a mess, I have no clean clothes and I have to be in work in an hour.” Jen hid behind the bundle of clothes she carried and he hoped her panic wasn’t a result of regret over last night.

He got out of bed and walked over to her. It amused him that she couldn’t look at his naked body in the cold light of day without blushing. “Phone your mother and tell her you stayed at a friend’s house. Go get your shower and I’ll iron your clothes. We’ll travel in together when we’re both ready.”