Who'd You Rather? (H.S.) [ONGOING]

Part Fifty-Three

Less than an hour later, the two of them were stepping out of their hotel suite, Harry wearing a loose fitting pair of khaki pants and a white button up shirt that was hung open with a white tank top underneath. Tegan was in a long black sundress with white polka dots, her hair up in a tight ponytail. She put minimal makeup on because of the fact that they might be swimming.

There was a car waiting for them once they checked out of the hotel and it quickly took them to the marina which was not that far away. They could see their hotel suite from the marina parking lot and Tegan smiled to herself as she thought about the amazing orgasm she had up on that balcony less than two hours before.

Harry led Tegan down the dock to a large white yacht named Her Royal Majesty. It seemed fitting since Harry was British. The boat was huge. There had to have been at least three levels to it. It had a kitchen, a bathroom and a bedroom in the lower level. She didn't go up any further, but she was sure it had to have at least one more bedroom and maybe a living room above them. There was an area at the front of the boat for sunbathing, and at the back, there was a large seating area, a hot tub and a large deck to get on and off the boat in the water.

"Harry, this is amazing," Tegan cooed next to him as the captain taxied out of the harbor, the two of them sitting on the back of the yacht, sipping on wine — a bottle Harry picked up at the winery they went to on their date.

"This is really good," she said, holding up her wine glass.

"It is," he said, smiling over at her.

"Something we have in common. Our love for expensive wine," he said, smirking at her.

"An affinity I hadn't picked up until you came into my life," she said, leaning in to kiss his lips.

"Very true," he said, taking a sip from his glass.

It took about a half hour to get about halfway back to the mainland, which was when the captain anchored in the middle of the ocean and came down to talk to Harry for a few minutes, telling him not to hesitate to let him know if they needed anything and that he'd be on the upper level. He disappeared a few moments later and Harry turned toward Tegan.

"Want to swim, love?" He asked with a smile.

"You sure he's going to stay up there?" She asked of the captain.

"I gave him a lot of money to stay up there," Harry said with a devilish smile.

"Did you?" She asked, cocking an eyebrow.

"I did," he said, sliding his white button-up off his shoulders, tossing it onto the bench next to Tegan.

"Keep going," she said, eyeing him provocatively.

"Yeah?" He asked, quickly slipping the tank top off his body too.

"Mm-hmm," she hummed, biting at her bottom lip.

"You too. Like The Notebook," he said with a smirk and she let out a laugh, remembering the scene where the two main characters take turns discarding their clothes before they lose their virginities to each other.

"You are funny," she giggled as she stood up, loving the way he was eyeing her.

"I've only got one item of clothing to remove," she said as she undid the tie around her waist on the polka dot wrap dress she was wearing.

"Coincidently, so do I," he said after he bent down to tug off his socks and shove them in his shoes next to him.

"Perfect," she said, opening the dress and letting it fall off her shoulders onto the bench behind her.