Ground Floor: Toys and Games by Jorja Lovett Page A

Foster, there was a chance he’d be allowed to implement more of his ideas. One small victory over their traditional methods could lead to a whole new era in Kelsey’s.
    Every meeting with his father left him emotionally drained. No matter how hard he tried, he never seemed to make any ground with him. When he left the old man, there was only one person who came to mind who was capable of lifting his spirits. And a whole lot more besides.
    He knocked on the shop counter to summon Jen. “Are you ready to go?”
    “I’d love to, but I need to go home and get some things.” She turned out the lights one by one, while Kelly appeared with their bags and coats.
    “We’ll swing by there first and get whatever you need.” He wouldn’t give her up without a fight tonight.
    “Can I scrounge a lift? I can’t wait to see mum’s face when you turn up at the front door with your mystery man in tow.” If Kelly was trying to spoil their evening, she was doing a bad job. It only made Jamie more determined to get Jen away from home as fast as he could. After all, they needed to continue her education as soon as possible.
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    Jen would never live this down. She bundled her little carry-all into the boot of Jamie’s car, having packed the bare essentials to see her through another night away from home. Oh Jamie had charmed her mother with his manners and good looks, but ultimately they all knew she was leaving to have sex.
    She got into the front seat and buried her head in her hands. “That was so cringey.”
    They set off, with her mother waving her off at the front gate. Like she was saying ‘Go have sexy times with the attractive young man, daughter.’
    He laughed. “Why? She just wants to see you happy.”
    At some point Jen would have to explain why her mum saw him as some sort of savior rescuing her youngest child from a life of celibacy. She wasn’t one of those weird mothers who wanted to marry her off to the most eligible bachelor. To her, a red hot affair with the boss was probably preferable to Jen spending the rest of her days in mourning.
    “It’s like taking an ad out in the paper announcing I’ve finally lost my virginity. Some things should remain private, that’s all.” But she’d never kept secrets from her mother. She’d needed someone to confide in when she agreed to marry Lee.
    “It’s done now. So you can chill out. Or start swatting up for your next lesson.” He put his foot down on the accelerator, apparently as antsy as she was to get back to his place.
    “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