Steamed (Steamed #1) (5 page)

“Yes, can we get a bottle of Bollinger Blanc de Noirs
please?”

She smiled, clearly impressed and she should be; Link had
just ordered a $400 bottle of champagne. I didn't speak because I didn't have
the words. Was he trying to impress me? A $400 bottle was totally unnecessary.
It's not like we were even on a date or anything. Still, I wasn't going to
complain. It would probably be the best thing I put in my mouth that evening.
Marilyn Monroe used to bathe in champagne that cost half that amount so we were
certainly living large. I wondered if he always lived like that.

“I'll get that right for you Link.”

 
The waitress
disappeared and left us alone once again.

Link got cozy with me in the booth. “So what do you do for a
living Gemma, when you're not being a lawyer?”

I smiled sweetly at him, “I'm actually a financial
consultant. Not the most exciting job in the world but I love it and I happen
to be really good at it.”

“Wow, that's impressive. You must be really great a
math...it definitely wasn't one of my best subjects in school. I liked to
create things, which is probably why I became a chef.”

“And now you're a business owner so I think you are doing
very well for yourself. Good job.”

“I'm doing alright. I love it all though, I thrive in
business; I believe it was where I needed to be. Although I love cooking and
will always do that, I didn't want to be a chef forever. I wanted something to
call my own.”

I smiled, Link sounded like a very smart man, and I liked
smart men. “I totally understand; it's great Link. I liked what I saw although
I didn't see much of inside. But the word on the street is that things are
going quite well for you.”

“Have you been checking up on me?” He said with a wink.

I stumbled on my words, “Oh...no, you just hear things.”

“Well maybe one of these days we can change the fact that
you didn't see much of my restaurant.”

“Maybe…”

The waitress brought the champagne in a bucket full of ice.
She set glasses in front of us and poured us both a glass. My mouth was
watering as I imagined the taste of the champagne. I couldn't wait to have
some, what a treat! It had been quite a while since I had champagne so I was
really looking forward to a glass. Link made a great choice when he picked the champagne.
I wouldn't have thought to do it at a club, but he certainly won me over.

“Thank you very much. We're not going to want to be
disturbed for a while, thank you. If I need another bottle, I will come and get
you.”

The waitress's eyebrows hit the ceiling. She was probably
thinking the same thing that I was: Another bottle
?!
He was just so full of surprises.

“No problem Link. Let me know if you need anything.”

She disappeared again and Link picked up his glass. “What
should we toast to?”

I smiled, “How about we toast to finding interesting people
in strange circumstances.”

He laughed and said, “Sounds good to me.”

I picked up my glass and we clinked them together. I brought
the glass to my lips and took my first sip. It was like liquid sunshine going
down my throat. It was crisp, smooth and delicious. “Mmmm
..
.That’s
really good.”

“I agree,” he said.

He moved in quickly for a kiss. His mouth met mine and the
kiss sizzled between us. I almost moaned he tasted so good.

“I like the way champagne tastes on your lips.”

I grinned like an idiot. That was so hot. I loved the way he
tasted as well champagne or not.

He kissed me again and this time our tongues found each
other and we began making out like we were in high school. His hands were in my
hair and our kisses became even more heated. I was breathless, and it was so
hot.

He got up from the booth and grabbed me, lifting me up. I
giggled as he took me in his arms. He lifted me onto the table and moved in-between
my legs. I was so incredibly turned on, I wasn't sure what he had in mind but I
was up for anything. I didn't care I was going to allow Link to take me
wherever he wanted. My mind was racing as I watched him unzip his pants. Was he
going to fuck me right there in the middle of the booth? I couldn't possibly
believe what was happening between us and yet it all felt so natural. I wasn't
sure if this was the right thing to do and I wondered about my growing feelings
for Link. My thoughts suddenly shut down when he dropped his pants and then his
underwear. I gasped at his forwardness. When our eyes met he smiled and I
couldn't help but smile back. I couldn't believe I was about to be fucked in a
luxury booth but it was surprisingly liberating to think about it. I had zero
issues with what was about to happen. The moment couldn't have been sexier and
I spread my legs wide for him. His cock was hard and it stood up ready for me.
I had been right about his cock; it was nice and hard and thick enough to cause
me immense pleasure. I fumbled with my dress but Link stopped me. “What?” I
asked.

“I want to fuck you with that dress on.”

He pushed up the skirt portion of my dress and revealed my
lace panties. He slid them aside and felt my pussy. I had already grown wet
with anticipation; I couldn't have been more excited to have him so close to
me. I could see his cock and I ached for it. I needed him badly and just seeing
his cock bob before me was enough to get me very excited.

“You feel so nice Gemma, you're so wet.” I moaned as he
pushed a finger inside me and started to caress me, pressing hard on my clit
and then going deeper inside. My eyes fluttered. God that felt so good. I
couldn't believe what was happening to me. I couldn't even think straight while
he was touching me. Was I really going to let him fuck me right there at the
club? I smiled. Yes I was. I was going to let Link fuck me on the table. Hopefully
he fucked me really good. Who was I kidding? Of course he was going to fuck me
good. Look at the man; he was built for sex. “Mmmm, that feels so good Link.”

I smiled and crushed his mouth with a kiss, searching out
his tongue and sucking on it. He moaned and the sound thrilled me. I loved
pleasing him and I wanted to do more of it. I wanted to taste every inch of him
but we didn't exactly have the room for it. I needed his cock though and I was
going to enjoy every minute of it. He continued to kiss me as he finger-fucked
me and I was bombarded with waves of pleasure as I enjoyed his kisses. I moved
in and kissed him passionately as he fucked me.

He took his fingers out of me and put his hands on my bottom
and squeezed it tight. I loved feeling his hands on me; it felt amazing. I couldn't
believe how turned on I was by his touch. I kissed his jawline, nipping at his
throat. He growled and I bit him even harder. My hands found his cock as I
played with his balls before bending down. I didn't have a lot of room but I
wasn't missing the opportunity to taste his cock. It looked incredible before
me and I ached to have it in my mouth. I bent down and took his cock into my
mouth.

He let out a long moan, as his hands were lost in my hair. I
sucked hard while massaging his balls. I loved the power that I had when his
cock was in my mouth. I controlled the pleasure that he got in that moment. His
cock hit the back of my throat and he called out my name. Hearing him say the
word Gemma sounded so wonderful. It was more of a growl and it was just what I
needed to make me even wetter. I moved in rhythm over his cock starting off
slowly and then picking up the pace. My mouth moved onto his cock slowly at
first and then he pounded it into my mouth. I didn't want to make him cum right
away so I kept slowing things down.

“God, Gemma that feels incredible.”

I continued to suck him, twirling my tongue around his tip.
His cock was hard in my mouth and taking it in brought me so much pleasure. I
could feel myself getting wet all over again.

“Darling, I need to be inside you. Gemma, I'm going to fuck
you so good. I can't wait to give you my cock.”

I slid him out of my mouth gently as he pushed me back on
the table. There was a fire in his eyes and I knew I was in for a night to
remember. I lay back down onto the table, spreading my legs for him. He looked
at my sex as if he was falling in love with it and he climbed on top of me, lifting
my dress to take a look. He pulled down my panties and slid a finger inside me
once again. He finger-fucked me fast, enjoying the look of ecstasy that came
over my face.

“Oh god...Link
come
inside me,
please. I want you so badly.” I marvelled at the fact that I was doing
something I never would have considered before, but things with Link seemed
normal, like it shouldn't be any other way. I was aching to have his cock
inside me. I couldn't wait any longer.

Resting my feet on his shoulders he plunged deep inside me.
I gasped as the full length of him pumped in and out. I called out his name,
which drove him mad. Wow, everything about that man was incredible. He was everything
that I could ask for in a man. It occurred to me that the other guests might be
able to hear us fucking. I dismissed the thought instantly - the music in the
club was so loud that most people couldn't hear each other talk.

“Your pussy feels amazing Gemma, I can't get enough of you.
What a nice tight pussy you have.”

I could barely think as waves of pleasure washed over me
continuously. I had lost all ability to think and reason. I only saw
him,
felt him and I had never felt so complete. I felt a
tension build up inside of me and I came on his cock, releasing an orgasm so
strong it rocked my body. He came soon after and fell exhausted onto my chest.
I kissed his head gently, putting my fingers through his hair. I felt so
satisfied I could have fallen asleep right then and there. I would not however
fall asleep in a club booth. I had my limits.

“That was amazing,” he murmured.

I smiled, “I'd say. Champagne and sex, well thank you very
much Link. Talk about a night to remember.”

He chuckled. “I'm glad you enjoyed it. Shall we finish that
champagne?”

“I would love to,” I said.

He pulled out of me and handed me some napkins. I cleaned
myself off and slipped back into my panties. I slid off the table and pulled
down my dress. I felt so satisfied. I sat down beside him in the booth once
again and I couldn't wipe the smile off my face. He was a handsome man,
complicated but handsome. I had no regrets about what we did. He filled up our
glasses and I took a sip. It tasted even better now than it did before we had
sex. How about that?

We chatted for the rest of the evening but we never ordered
another bottle of champagne. I was high on life and I didn't want to ruin it by
getting drunk. It was all just so delicious. The sex, the champagne, sitting so
close to Link...what a perfect evening. We had a natural rapport together and I
liked Link more and more every moment we were together. I couldn't believe that
we fucked right on the table. How scandalous of me. What would Sarah think? I
wasn't even sure if I was going to tell her. One day I would, but I wasn't sure
whether I would do it sooner or later.

Link walked me out of the club. My friends must have already
left, as I didn't see them as we walked out. He hailed me a taxi and opened the
door for me. I got inside and smiled up at him through the window. Staring at
him I remembered our tryst in the VIP lounge and I blushed.

“I want to see you again Gemma - really soon.”

“I would like that as well.”

I waved as the taxi started pulling away from him. I was
thrilled that he wanted to see me again. I’m glad that having sex right away
hadn't scared him off like it did some men. I wanted to see him again badly.

Jared suddenly came to mind and it made me feel terrible.
They were in a feud and there I was getting my rocks off with Link at the club.
What would my brother think if he knew I was involved with an enemy of his? We
were all grownups, but I wasn't stupid enough to think that it was going to go
over well at all. Jared would be upset, and I would have to talk to him about
it immediately.

Chapter Nine

When I woke up the next day there was a smile that played on
my face instantly. Wow, what a night. I thought of Link immediately and I
glowed from within at the thought of the time I had with him. I almost wished
that he had come home with me last night so that I could have woken up with him
the next day and made love to him all over again. Sex and breakfast would have
been the great start of my day. I wanted to feel him, right then and there. I
rolled out of bed and started to get ready for my day. I had the day off so I
wanted to go and see my brother. Not only did I want to talk to him about Link but
also I wanted to confront him about the recipe and see what he had to say about
the whole thing. I hoped that I would finally get the real story and be able to
decide how to handle things at that point. At least I would have the whole
story one way or another.

I quickly dressed in jeans and a light T-shirt. I slipped
into some flip-flops and headed to the bathroom. I washed up and put on some
make up. I didn't need a lot I was blessed with a great complexion. Lastly I
brushed out my long brown hair and loved how it cascaded down my back. I often
thought about cutting it short but I doubted I ever would.