In the Billionaires Club (16 page)

“Let’s go relax on the main deck.” Rob put his arm around Gin’s waist and guided her toward the front of the yacht. As they reached the main deck, Gin couldn’t believe how beautiful everything was. The yacht was stunning, all polished wood and bright colors. The bay was gorgeous. “Want to just sit back and watch the scenery as we head out to sea?”

“Sure!” Gin replied. She was in a bit of awe. She was dating her second billionaire, and she still wasn’t used to the conspicuous wealth. Rob guided her to a lounge chair, and slid his hand across her ass, caressing her before she pulled away and sat down.

Gin watched as Rob sat down in the chair next to hers. A young man her age brought a bottle of red wine and two glasses and set them on a small wooden table between them. He popped the cork, filled the glasses, and then left.

There was a rumble, and then the boat started to slide forward into the bay. Gin closed her eyes and enjoyed the gentle pressure of the boat moving through the water.
 

“Do you like it?” Gin opened her eyes and looked to her left. Rob was lying back and staring into the distance.

“Yes, this is wonderful.”

“I figure we can relax until we’re well out in the ocean, and then we can enjoy the privacy.” He turned and looked at Gin. “There’s something about making love on the open ocean, the salty air and mist from the waves caressing your body. The ocean is like a third partner.”

He said “making love,”
Gin thought. That and how he described sex on the deck of the yacht was just so enticing. She imagined Rob on his back and her rocking her hips back and forth, riding him while the boat rolled on the waves.
No
, she thought.
Stick to the plan.
Her sex drive had ruined too many of her relationships before they even had a chance to get going. She wasn’t going to make the same mistake with a good guy who was also a billionaire.
 

Gin ended up not replying but instead took a long drink of wine. After putting the glass down, she lay back and closed her eyes. The warmth of the sun and the slight rocking of the boat were calming. Gin wondered if she and Rob could go through the evening without saying much at all, just enjoying each other’s company.

Things were quiet for about ten minutes, and then Rob spoke up, “I think we’re far enough from prying eyes.” Gin glanced over to see Rob unbuttoning his shirt. She couldn’t help it and stared. There was something about watching a man get undressed that was so erotic.

He placed his shirt at the foot of the lounge chair and then stood up and unbuttoned the top of his khakis.
This is like unwrapping a present with my eyes
, Gin thought. She had never really seen his enormous cock. She had felt it under the table in her hand and had it fuck her from behind, but what would such a huge member
look
like?

Rob unzipped his khakis, and Gin felt herself getting wet as Rob had to actually tug the pants over his cock to get them free. And there it was in all its glory. Even flaccid, it extended well down Rob’s thigh. As Rob slid his pants off, his cock swung back and forth, and Gin was tempted to touch herself.
 

God, that cock is a work of art
, she thought. Like Phillip, Rob was shaved smooth.
At least we match
, Gin thought, suppressing a smile as she forced herself to turn her head in the other direction. If she looked any longer she wasn’t sure she could stop herself from abandoning her plan. The thought of riding that beautiful cock was really tempting.

“Aren’t you going to strip down?”

Gin glanced over. Rob was lying on the lounge chair. He didn’t seem to be making any kind of move. She had half expected him to be stroking himself or standing next to her, running his hand up her leg. “I’m fine, thanks,” she replied.

“If I didn’t know you better I’d think you were embarrassed.”

The comment annoyed Gin. “It’s not that, and—as you said—you know better. I’m just really comfortable right now. I’m not sure why I need to be naked to be more comfortable.”
 

Rob stared at her for a few moments. “Well, one reason is that I adore your body and would love to see more of it.” He looked away. “But I certainly don’t want to be selfish, and I’d rather you be comfortable.”

Gin didn’t know whether Rob was emotionally blackmailing her or whether he truly adored her body. She
really
wanted to believe the latter. After all, hadn’t she just spent the previous few minutes admiring
his
body?
 

Her only concern was that she was going down a path that would define their relationship as purely physical. She wasn’t interested in that, even with a billionaire. She wanted to build on something that would lead to monogamy. That said, Gin told herself that there was something to be said about being comfortable with each other naked.
 

Ignoring the conflicting thoughts in her head, Gin stood up and pulled the cover-up over her head. Rob stared at her. She slipped the straps off her shoulder and tried to slip out of her bathing suit in as unerotic a way as possible. As she revealed her tits, she shot a quick glance at Rob. His cock was visibly harder.
Oh well, I felt the same way when he got undressed
, she thought. She peeled her bathing suit off and lay back down on the lounge chair.

Stretching out her legs, she turned her head to look at Rob. “This is nice. The slight breeze and the sun feel good on the skin.” She closed her eyes.

About ten minutes later, Rob spoke up. “You’re going to miss the sunset.” Gin opened her eyes to see Rob sitting on the edge of his lounge chair. In the distance the sun was close to kissing the horizon. “Let’s watch from the stern.” He held out his hand. Gin swung her legs around to the floor and took his hand.
 

After standing up, Rob intertwined his fingers in hers and nodded to the rear of the boat. “There’s a small deck where we’ll see nothing but ocean and sun.” As he started in that direction, she walked alongside him, hand in hand.
 

Gin tried to make sense of her feelings. They were both naked, but they were doing something romantic and sweet. She couldn’t help but glance at Rob’s swaying cock every so often, which was a real turn on, even as she was soaking up the romance.
 

Rob stopped at a raised platform near the back of the boat. The engine was quiet, so the only thing that Gin could feel was the gentle waves and breeze. The sun had just touched the sunset. The rays glittered off the tops of the ocean waves, creating a field of diamonds between the yacht and the sunset.

“It’s so beautiful,” Gin whispered.

Letting go of her hand, Rob slid his hand across Gin’s back and pulled her hip
 
against his as he leaned down and kissed the top of her head. He then dropped his hand down and rested it on her hip, holding her against him. She slid her hand behind Rob and did the same thing. Her fingertips brushed his lower back and his taut muscular ass until she had hold of his hip.

They watched the sun slowly slide down as they stood naked, their sides pressed together and their hands resting on each other’s hip . Gin took a deep breath. She was incredibly turned on. The whole scene was deeply romantic while boiling with erotic potential.

The sun disappeared, leaving behind a pale yellow that filled the horizon as it slowly dimmed. Before she could even consider what to do next, Rob turned and faced her. She turned, as well, looking up into his intense eyes. He leaned down and kissed her softly on the lips.

Gin happily returned the kiss, and they pulled their bodies together, their hands caressing each other’s naked backs as they kissed. Gin could feel the shaft of Rob’s cock pressing against her body, getting harder as they kissed. Opening his mouth, Rob welcomed Gin’s tongue. As their tongues flicked and caressed each other, Rob’s hands slid down and caressed Gin’s ass.

She slid her hand to the front of Rob’s body with the idea of stroking his cock, but at the last second she closed her eyes and tensed.
This is not what I wanted to do. No sex
, she thought. She was yearning for Rob so badly that she tried to convince herself having sex with him on his yacht was a good idea.
This is not getting bent over and fucked. We will make love on the ocean under the stars.

“What’s wrong?” Rob pulled away and looked at Gin. He looked concerned.

Gin lowered her head. “I guess I’m just nervous.”

“The person who described to me in luscious detail over dinner how she fucked three guys at one time is
nervous
?”

Not knowing how to reply, Gin simply said, “Can we just go back and sit down for a moment?”

“Sure, sure.” Rob took her hand again, and led her back. He intertwined his fingers with hers again. The fact that he looked concerned made Gin feel miserable.
What am I doing? He cares about me. He wants to make love in this incredibly romantic location, and I can’t tell him why I’m saying no
.
 

They sat down, and Rob looked at her, concern on his face. Gin finally spoke. “I’m sorry. Maybe it’s the ocean. I just feel out-of-sorts.”

“It’s okay. I wasn't thinking. I’m used to the sway of the boat, and I just assumed it was not a big deal, not realizing that someone else may get sick or feel odd.”

“No. Please don’t blame yourself. You did nothing wrong. It’s not you. It’s me.”

There was an awkward silence, and then Rob replied, “I usually hear that when women break up with me.”

“Women break up with you?” Gin could barely believe it. He was handsome and rich and a good guy.

Rob paused and then sighed. “Gin, what do you think of me?”

The question caught her off guard, so Gin stammered, “Y- you’re a really nice guy.”

“No. Be honest. You know my reputation. We spent a couple hours over a wonderful dinner. You know more about me than most. I laughed at your stories. You listened to mine. We had passionate sex at my apartment.” Rob touched her knee with his finger. “I think you know me better than just ‘you’re a nice guy.’”

Taking a deep breath, Gin decided to go for broke and be honest. “I’ve seen your pain. How you lost your child, and what your wife did to you after that. You’re smart. You’re sweet. I really like who you are.” Gin paused, but when Rob didn’t say anything, she continued. “And I know your reputation. It doesn’t bother me.”

Rob’s eyes went wide. “It doesn’t?”

“No. You’re just looking for some closeness and intimacy in your life. I can’t even blame you after what happened with your wife.”

“You are more understanding than most women.”

Rob was being so open and earnest that Gin relaxed.
We definitely have a connection where we can be comfortable with what we say.
She smiled and added, “You’re rich. That’s also nice.”

Rob laughed. “That’s another thing that most women don’t admit.”

Gin grabbed the cover-up and started to pull it over her head. “Well, I just think it’s important to be honest.”

“I agree, and that’s one of the many things I love about you, Gin.”

After straightening the cover-up, Gin looked back and smiled wickedly at Rob. “I also adore your cock.” She knew she shouldn’t have said it, but she couldn’t stop herself. She wanted to spend hours just touching and kissing and holding and staring at it. Just making the comment aroused her.

“Now that I do hear a lot.” Gin smiled at his bravado. What was the saying—“It’s not bragging if it’s true.” Regardless, the comment didn’t surprise her. “Let me ask you something, Gin.”

“Sure.”

“I need someone who really knows me and can accept me for who I am. I’ve been let down way too many times. I’ve heard the ‘It’s not you, it’s me” comment one too many times.”

Cringing, Gin replied, “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean it that way.”

Rob held up his hands. “No, it’s okay. I know you didn’t. But I do need to know: Can you accept me for who I am?”

Gin took a deep breath. It was the kind of question you asked about or discovered after multiple dates. Yet Rob was asking it now. Why? And then it hit her.
He feels the connection I do! There’s no other reason for him to ask that right now. How many women has he told the story of his wife to only to have them not understand the true depth of his pain? And then how many could deal with him sleeping around before he discovered his true feelings? None of them!

With a renewed confidence, Gin replied, “Yes, Rob. I think you are a wonderful person. I love every moment we spend together. I don’t think there’s anything about you that I don’t find charming and sexy.”

Rob’s smile lit up the darkening sky. “Thank you. You’re a special person, Gin.”
 

Barely able to breathe, Gin could not believe how well everything had come together. She hadn’t even had to wait months. While they had not said “I love you” to each other, their intimate connection was clear enough already.

Gin stared at Rob and wanted nothing more than to make love to him, to take their newfound connection and just revel in it. But just as she was about to go over and kiss him, Rob lay back on the lounge chair, stretching out his legs. “Let’s relax until we get back to dry land. You need to settle your stomach.”

“That’s a good idea,” Gin reluctantly agreed. She had lied about her not feeling well, and she didn’t want to have Rob question her at all. Things were too good. So she lay back on the lounge chair and closed her eyes. The trip back to the Paradise Cay was torture for Gin, as she would occasionally glance over at Rob and feel a deep longing as she looked at his naked body.

The coast appeared in the distance, and they dressed. As Rob buttoned his shirt and Gin slipped the bathing suit straps up over her shoulders, she had to smile. It was like the morning after a night of sex, the two of them getting dressed before leaving. Only this time there was no sex, just the situation she had hoped for—a night of nothing more than being in each other’s presence and the emotional attraction that it created. She couldn’t contain her joy.
 

“Something funny?” Rob said, looking at Gin quizzically.