He continued to breathe in my ear, and
with every shudder he made, I got another rush of delight. We flew through the
clouds, lifted by a parachute of pleasure, for what seemed like forever.
Finally, he finished. He pulled out
of me quickly, before he began to grow soft, and disposed of the condom. He lay
back down behind me, snuggling up against me. His big arms wrapped around me,
and I felt completely safe and warm. For several minutes, we laid like this
while our breathing returned to normal. I should have known better than to ruin
the moment, but something had been bothering me.
"What's with the condoms in
the Sega Genesis drawer?" I asked.
He burst out laughing, the motion
making me shiver with delight. "It's kind of an inside joke. I lost my
virginity during a particularly intense game of Sonic the Hedgehog 2. From then
on, I made sure that I always had a condom available while I played."
I smiled. What a normal thing to
have happen to a billionaire. I should stop thinking about him like that ,
I thought. He was just a man, and I needed to stop thinking of him as some kind
of inhuman thing.
"Do you still have it?" I
asked.
"What, the condom? No, I
tossed it out," he said.
I turned around, my breasts
brushing against his chest. "No, silly. Sonic 2. I haven't played in
years."
He grinned the biggest smile I had
seen since I met him. He pushed himself off the couch and went to the TV,
unwrapping two controllers. I admired that ass of his as he set up the game,
thinking that this was the kind of vacation I had always wanted.
***
W e sat there, already completely
comfortable with our naked bodies, and played Sonic 2 for about half an hour.
Somehow he cheated, because there was no way he could beat me that many times
in a row without cheating. Halfway through a game, I heard his phone begin to
ring. He set the ancient controller down on his knees and dug around in his
swim trunks for his phone. I kept playing, not bothering to pause it for him.
This might be my only chance to win a round.
Someone was talking on the other
end as he picked up the controller and kept playing. "Yeah. Yeah. Okay.
Yeah. We'll be there." He put the controller down and started to go to the
TV.
"Wait! I'm going to beat you
this time!" I said when I noticed him reaching for the video game console.
He laughed. "I forfeit. You
won all the rounds," he said as he reached for the power button again.
"That's not fair!" I
exclaimed. "You're just giving up because you know you're going to
lose."
He looked at me for about a
half-second, then quickly ran back to the couch and lifted up the controller,
picking up where he had left off. It was a close one, but I eked out a victory
by a smaller margin than I should have. My victory dance was probably a little
excessive, but he didn't seem to mind watching me prance around his Man Cave.
"When you're done looking
silly, we have a party to go to. We'll have to hurry to make it on time,"
he said.
"Party?" I asked. "I
didn't hear about a party."
"Robbie just set it up. He
wants everyone on his yacht for a cocktail party tonight. I know he's wanted to
get everyone on that boat for a while now," he said.
I bit my lip. It was a habit I had
passed on to Emma, though she did it more than I did. "Owen, I only had a
four-day weekend here. I leave tomorrow afternoon. I was hoping we could spend
the rest of the evening together," I said.
He looked at me like I was
concerned about nothing. "We'll have the rest of the evening, during and
after the party." I continued to look at him, thinking about how just a
few minutes ago he was telling me how much he had wanted me, and now he wanted
to go to a party. However, his features softened. "You're right. I'll call
him back and tell him we aren't coming."
"No!" I blurted out.
"No, you're right, let's go to the party. Can you get a ride for me back
to the hotel? I have to get dressed."
He hesitated for a moment, then
said, "Of course. I'll get ready here and we can