by Nella Tyler
Oddly, Link came to my mind and I wondered what that meant. I did want to meet a man to share my life with - there was no doubt about that. I wasn't in any hurry though; when the right man came along I would know and be ready for him. I wasn't the kind of woman that chased men around; I had better things to do than that. I knew someone would come along but I was in no rush to find him.
But being so close to Link today reminded me that having a man around certainly wouldn't be a bad thing. I dated regularly but no one had really caught my eye. Relationships lately had never really stuck for me. I needed a fire, something to spark my interest. I may be a financial consultant but that didn't mean I didn't want some thrills of my own. The man that dated me would have his hands full, I was a challenge and I wanted to be challenged as well.
I took my wine over to my desk and opened up my computer. I had some research I wanted to do before I headed to bed. I booted up my computer and logged onto the Google search page. With a smile on my face I typed in Link's name. Plenty of sites popped up from news articles regarding him and his new restaurant. I browsed through them, the smile never leaving my face. His restaurant was doing quite well and the buzz was that he would be around for many years to come. Well good for him; I was sure that my brother would be annoyed by that bit of information.
God, Link was so good-looking, and the camera loved him. He was just one of those guys that seemed naturally photogenic. He didn't have to pose for the camera; the camera just ate him up and spit out great pictures. I actually found myself becoming turned on as I browsed his pictures. I found him on some social media sites and found some fun pictures of him while cooking. I would invite him into my kitchen any time. I licked my lips thinking about not only having Link in my kitchen but in my bed as well. The things that I would do to that body, Yum!
“Phew I think I need to have a cold shower.” I finished off my glass of wine and shut down my computer. I headed to my bedroom where I had an en-suite bathroom. I disrobed and set my pantsuit neatly on my bed to hang up later. I hated wrinkles and I hated dry cleaning even more.
Going into the bathroom, I headed straight for the shower and turned it on. I turned on the water and tested the temperature. I let it stay warm but still cool. I was too overheated for a hot shower. When it was just to my liking, I stepped inside and let the water cascade down my body to soak me. I dipped my head underneath the showerhead and allowed it to soak through my hair. I started to soap up and wash my body. My hands rubbed my breasts and the suds popped up against my nipples. I had nice breasts; they were small but firm and perky. I let my hand lower to my stomach and I ended with washing my sex. I liked to be neat and tidy so I always made sure to get a Brazilian done.
It felt good when my fingers grazed against my clit. I thought of Link again and felt a heat grow inside me when I thought about him touching me instead. He had such an amazing body that it made my mouth water. He was lean and hard all over, with an incredible six-pack. His boyish good looks were just an added bonus.
Using my fingers, I rubbed and stroked my clit feeling waves of pleasure course through me. I shuddered at the feeling; it would feel even better if it were Link's fingers touching me. I caressed the area around my clit, feeling the soft folds and loving the way my body felt. I pinched my clit and moaned softly, feeling a throb begin to pump inside of me. I had been masturbating since I was a teenager so I knew exactly what to do to make my body hum.
I wished badly that Link was there touching me, I bet his fingers could make my body hum as well. I needed to feel his mouth on my pussy bringing me to orgasm with his mouth. He would suck on my clit causing me to shudder beneath his lips. I picture his tongue licking at my opening slowly. I slid my fingers there and grazed the sides, imagining it was his tongue.
I held the skin around my clitoris between my thumb and forefinger and rubbed it together. I moaned even louder. I loved touching myself. I knew some of the most effective ways to please myself but I wanted Link even more. As I rubbed against my clit, I slid two fingers inside of my pussy and finger-fucked myself while pressing down on my clit. The pleasure was so intense that I could feel an orgasm building up inside. It felt so good and all I could think about was Link licking my pussy and then taking his pants off. I wanted him to fuck me badly in any way that he wanted to. I imagined his cock out of his underwear, nice and hard, ready for me. The things I would do to that man's cock would leave him breathless.
The water was cascaded down my back as I leaned against the shower wall as I pleased myself. My clit was increasingly becoming sensitive and I moaned deliciously as waves of pleasure threatened to take over my body. I played with my clit, stroked it, caressed it and felt excited. I started rubbing my clit more vigorously, moving from side to side. I gave it gentle slap with my finger, closing my eyes briefly as the pleasure coursed through me. My pussy was dripping down into the shower and I knew that I was going to cum very soon. I never had difficulty making myself cum. I knew exactly what my body needed to get there.
I pulled down the showerhead from its hook; I was ready to turn things up a notch. I adjusted the stream of water until it was gentle and let the water sprinkle soothingly against my clit. The sensation made me shudder again. I adjusted the stream to a more powerful jet stream and gasped. The thrills ran through my body and an orgasm ripped through me. I moaned loudly, wishing the orgasm was the result of Link's cock. He was so hot and sexy I wanted to feel the length of him inside of me. I bet he had a nice thick cock and he knew just what to do with it. I wanted Link more than anything and he was the last person that I should be with at that moment. I shouldn't want him but I desperately wanted him to bend me over and take me.
Jared had put me in a very difficult position and that would make it even more awkward for me to be able to have Link in my life in a way that would make me happy. He was basically supposed to be my mortal enemy and yet I was insanely attracted to him. I wanted his body close to mine; I wanted his cock inside of me to replace my fingers. I finger-fucked myself harder, imagining that it was Link's cock pounding inside of me.
The showerhead was helping with my orgasm but I knew I would move on to something much more effective. I always had a waterproof vibrator that I left in the shower for just such an occasion. I turned it on and slid it into my wet and aching pussy. My eyes fluttered closed as the vibrations took me to a whole new level. I moved the vibrator in and out of me imagining that it was Link's cock fucking me. He would fuck me really good; I just knew it. He could take me to a whole new level of pleasure. I fucked myself harder, crying out. My legs were getting weak and wobbly as another orgasm crashed through me. I felt incredible standing there and I put myself against the wall of the shower again to ensure I didn't slip. An intense wave of pleasure coursed through me and I moaned loudly as I allowed myself one more orgasm. I set the vibrator down and made a mental note to clean it later on.
I turned the showerhead off and left the shower with a smile on my face. I grabbed a towel and dried myself off feeling deliriously satisfied. I would have loved to have Link get me to that point and then cuddle me as we both fell asleep together. Now that would be the perfect end to an exhausting day.
I went to bed thinking about Link and what it would be like to be wrapped up in his arms.
Chapter Six
I was looking hot tonight; I was so happy that I had decided to purchase that black dress I had been eyeing in the shop for weeks. It was perfect, it hugged my body as if it was made specifically for me and it was a halter style so it showed off all my curves. I really felt good about myself and we were going to have a blast. My friends and I were heading out to a new club and I was excited to get out and let loose. The place was supposed to be slammed that night but we were all excited to take in the new club and meet some new people. The papers were claiming that it was the hippest place to be on a Friday night. I was willing to give it a go even though I wasn't much of a party girl.
We drove up and saw a long line in front of
the club. There were a lot of guys in line so they must be letting women in first. There were plenty of guys to go around that was for sure. There was a doorman and it was the typical velvet rope line. I wasn't sure how we were going to get in there that night. We would be in line forever at the rate that the doorman was letting people in.
“I'm not sure we really thought this through Sarah, we should have totally come so much earlier?” I said. “We could have missed the line completely.”
“Yes, well we could have if Lisa didn't take forever in the bathroom. Seriously girl, how long does it take to really curl your hair? Buy a straightener for crying out loud.”
Lisa giggled in the back seat. “I got to do whatever it takes to look hot ladies; I haven't had sex in months.”
“Ewww!” I gushed.
It was just the three of us heading out. Lisa was more of a friend of Sarah's but we all often hung out especially if we were going to the club. It was always best to go out in a group, that way we could watch out for each other. You could never be too careful in a club atmosphere.
We got out of the car and headed towards the line. We stepped into the lineup and stood there, waiting for our turn to get into the club.
“My god we have been standing here for a half hour! Are we ever getting in tonight?” I said with frustration. I couldn't believe the doorman had left a couple of hot ladies outside waiting. Didn't he know how to do his job?
“I don't know. You would think the doorman would understand that letting girls in actually benefits business. Guys go where the girls are. What an idiot.” Sarah exclaimed.
“Excuse me?” I said motioning to the doorman. He looked over at me bored. It was a new club for crying out loud and he was already bored with his job.
“What is it?” He demanded.
“We are some pretty attractive ladies here. Don't you think it would be a good idea to let us in? Guys don't like a club full of sausages if you know what I mean.”
“I don't care who is in the club right now girly, you're not going in until it's your turn.”
“Girlie? Are you high? You can't talk to me like that.” I was feeling pretty indignant at that moment.
He turned away from me dismissing me on the spot. That only further enraged me.
“What a jerk,” said Sarah. “Don't worry about him Gemma, we'll get in and it will be okay, it really can't be that much longer.”
I sighed loudly, and turned around to find Link walking up to the line. My breath caught, he was there right before my eyes and looking delectable in a tight T-shirt and dark jeans. He noticed me right away and an approving smile came across his face. He came up to us and looked me in the eyes, “You're Jared's lawyer right?”
I giggled nervously. God, what an idiot I was. How on earth did I allow Jared to convince me to do such things?
Sarah piped in with, “Jared's lawyer?”
I looked at her quickly, ignoring her raised eyebrows, before returning back to his gaze and replied nervously, “Link is it? What are you doing here?”
“This is my friend's club; I help him out a lot with it. So I basically get free reign, he's a really good friend. I thought I would come and check it out and I'm very happy to see you here.”
“Is that right?” I was breathless and couldn't even come up with a flirty response. Why did he have to smell so fantastic? It was actually starting to make me feel dizzy. I could curl up in that T-shirt he was wearing and be the happiest girl in the world.
“You ladies don't need to wait in line; you can come in with me. It's no big deal.”
Sarah beamed and looked at me quizzically. I had yet to mention anything about Link to her at all. Not that you could blame me, having to explain those shenanigans was not appealing to me. She would be unimpressed to know that Jared had talked me into something like that. She was definitely chomping at the bit to find out who the mystery guy was. I had no intention of getting into any of it with her that night however inquisitive she got.
As we passed through the velvet rope and walked by the doorman I stuck my tongue out at him. He rolled his eyes but let us pass. We followed Link into the club where the music was booming.
“Wow, it's really nice in here,” I said. The blast had an old Hollywood elegance to it.
“Yeah, my buddy did a really good job on it.”
The place was packed and there didn't appear to be a lot of seating available for us. I didn't want to ditch my friends but I didn't want to leave Link either, but there was nowhere for all of us to sit.
Sarah seemed to pick up on my hesitancy. “Hey, you guys hang out for a bit Gemma, Lisa and I are going to find some cute guys to buy us some drinks.” She winked at me.
I sighed with relief, loving Sarah even more. “Sure, thanks.”
My friends walked away leaving me with Link by my side. I turned to him and he smiled.
“Come with me,” he said.
Chapter Seven
Link took me up to the bar and we sat down. Aside from the private booth areas it was the only seating available in the place. There was a good mix of men and women at the club and everyone seemed to be having a really good time. The club was a hit so far.
“What would you like to drink beautiful?”
I smiled, “An Old-Fashioned.” I liked that he called me beautiful. It made me feel sexy.
“A whiskey girl, I'm impressed. I didn't take you for a hard liquor girl.”
“Well maybe that's because you don't know anything about me. I am partial to wine, but this is not the place for wine.” I winked at him.
“No it is not.” He said looking at me intensely. He only broke his gaze so that he could order us the drinks.
I watched as he talked to the bartender. They high-fived and Link put in our drink order. The bartender was quick and efficient, which I liked to see in the food industry. The business was only as good as the people that helped make it run properly. If your staff was useless you were doomed.
He handed me my drink and I took a sip. “Delicious, thank you.”
“Anytime.” He smiled. It looked like he had a standard rye and ginger, which I knew a lot of guys tended to drink. It was a no-nonsense kind of drink.
“So tell me something Gemma...”
“Yes?” I asked curious. I took another sip of my drink, enjoying it immensely. There was just something rough about whiskey that made you feel like you were a complete badass for drinking it, especially if you were a woman. There weren't too many female whiskey drinkers out there.
“What kind of lawyer are you really?”
I almost spit out my drink when he asked. Oh god, what was I going to say? I didn't know anything about being a lawyer. I didn't even know what cool lawyers did…probably corporate work but then why would I have anything to do with someone in the restaurant business? Ugh! I could just about kill Jared for getting me into that mess.
I blanched. “Well actually, it's sort of -”
“Gemma?” He said while chuckling.
“Uh...yes?”
“I know you're not a lawyer. I also know that you are Jared's sister.”
“Oh thank god,” I breathed out with relief. I wasn't disappointed at all that the flimsy charade of mine was over. It had been a rather pathetic attempt to say the least.
He chuckled, “Excuse me?” He was surprised that I hadn't even tried to fight it.
“I was getting a little tired of that ruse.”
“Is that right?”
“Yup. But how did you know? I thought I had pulled off a rather convincing lawyer impression.”
He smiled, “Oh I don't deny that at all. You really gave it to me there.”
I grinned; I liked that he was playing with me. “So how did you know then?”
“Well I think your brother forgets that I used to work for him and that he has a gorgeous sister that not one of his staff could ignore even if they wanted to.”
It was my turn to say, “Excuse me?”
“I saw you co
ming and going many times when I worked there as a chef. We all knew you were his sister and you're pretty hard to forget.”
I blushed deeply. “I'm a little embarrassed that I didn't notice you. I could have sworn I knew all his staff.” How did I not notice Link, especially if he had obviously seen me at some point?
He laughed, “No one ever notices the kitchen staff, so don't feel bad.”
I shrugged sheepishly. But it was time to get straightforward with Link. “So now that you know my real identity, do you want to explain to me why you would steal Jared's recipe and then sell it to a food manufacturer? It's pretty low.” I took a sip of my whiskey and waited to hear his side of the story.
His brow furrowed, “What are you talking about?”
“Jared told me that when you left you took one of his secret recipes and then sold it. He said that’s where you got the money for your new restaurant.”
“You have to be joking.”
“No, I'm not. I'm willing to hear your side of the story though.”
“My side? I didn't steal anything Gemma, I can promise you that. Your brother is lying to you. That was my secret recipe. And yes I did use it a few times while I worked for him but it was not his recipe, he didn't own it. So when I left I was taking my own recipe, not his. I wasn't about to leave it there for someone else to use. He just didn't like the fact that I owned something popular and he couldn't have it anymore; he can no longer use it on his menu. I'm not the crook here. You didn't get the real story, and that's pretty sad considering he's your brother.”