Sophisticated Ride

Nineteen - Dante

When I finally came out of the room and found Camila working the kitchen I couldn't help but watch. She looked like a natural, she looked...at home. I wanted her to stay here forever, and I wanted her to make me breakfast everyday. I knew we had only known each other for a short time but I was ready to start my forever with her. It was Saturday so I wanted to do something special with her. I had been trying to keep things simple on our dates because I knew that's what she liked. Today, I wanted to take her out on the water. I would take the family yacht and we could spend the day on the water. Plus, it would give her a reason to wear a bathing suit and oh mama! I couldn't help but imagine her in different ones.

I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist, "Hey babe, food almost done?" and I nibbled on her ear.

"Oh! Dante, I'm gonna burn it! Don't distract me...ohh." I was all over her neck, but I was hungry so I slowed down and stopped. I stepped back and patted her butt before walking over to a chair.

"Sorry babe, you're too sexy for your own good," I paused. "So, I was thinking, maybe we could do something special today? It's the weekend and we're both off till Monday....So? What you think?"

She adjusted something on the stove and turned to face me. "Uh, yeah, sure. I do have to call my family though. I usually just go over there and spend the weekend with them, but I think they'll live without me for one weekend. So what did you wanna do?" She looked excited. Her eyes lit up with anticipation.

"Well, if I told you then it wouldn't be a surprise, would it?" I looked at her and she looked a bit worried. "I will tell you though, that you will need a bathing suit and sunscreen. Ah! Ah! No butts! Just nod and smile woman!"

She narrowed her eyes. "Uh, I don't know Dante...I don't even own a bathing suit. I don't think I'd be comfortable in one." She looked down. I knew she still had a lot of body issues but we were slowly working them out. It still irked me to know that asshat she had for an ex had treated her so poorly. I get it some guys like a particular type of body on a woman. But if hers wasn't to his liking then what the heck was he doing with her. The fuck had messed her body image so bad I knew it would take her a long time before she would completely accept her body.

I walked over to her and pulled her close to me, "Uh-uh. You my dear will look absolutely sexy in one and that just gives us an excuse to go shopping for what we'll need. Now, feed me woman. I got a date to plan for us." I kissed her lightly swatted her ass again and went to sit at the table.

I'm not gonna lie, this woman had made it very difficult for me. She'd argued to whole drive. After agreeing to only making her buy ONE bathing suit, she relented a bit. When we got to the boutique I told the attendants to not let her see the prices, I knew she would throw another fit at that. Then I proceeded to tell them to charge it to my account with them. Camila hadn't been too pleased but it got me what I'd wanted.

I left her to shop for a bathing suit while I bought all the food and stuff we would need on the boat. I took my time shopping because I figured my woman still had issues with accepting her body. I didn't want her to feel pressured with me there. Besides, I would probably like all of them and just want to get her out of them. When I went back she had already finished and was waiting outside the shop. We gathered our things and put them in my truck, then we headed off to the marina.

When we got there she had a funny confused look on her face. "Um, Dante? What exactly are we gonna be doing?"

"We, baby, are going on the water. In a boat." Hi grinned back at her.

Her eyes widened. "Uh...ok, well, I've never been on a water vessel before so, I just hope I don't get sea sick." She looked worried.

"It's ok babe, I have something for that on the boat, don't worry. I got you." I took her hand and let her towards our boat.

"This is NOT a boat Dante! This is a yacht! Oh my god is this yours?!" She said wide-eyed.

"Nah, it's the family boat. We don't take it out much anymore but once in awhile Dad likes to get me and Monica on the water. But with her away at school it's hard. I do miss those trips though. Maybe next summer we can all go out?"

"I would love too! I wish I could meet her, I wonder what she would think of me with you?" She looked up at me.


"She'll love you Cam, just like I do." That earned me a smile. I leaned down for a soft kiss and wrapped an arm around her shoulders.

I grabbed her hand and tugged her along. "C'mon babe let's get you situated."

I showed her around, the staff had already got the boat ready for me. So I led her down to the cabin to show her where she could get ready. I went back up and led us out of the bay. Camila was taking an awful long time down in the cabin, I was beginning to get worried. Her body issues were something we had to work on and I hoped I could help her get over them.

I had found a nice spot for us, we could go diving here and just hang out, plus it was an area not a lot of people went through. I had just dropped the anchor and was about to head down when I saw her. "Oh Jesus!" I couldn't hold back my surprise, she looked like some type of goddess.

She was wearing a one piece with only one shoulder strap. It was black, it's design was some type of criss cross and parts of it were see through. She had a black sun hat, some shades, and some little sandals where I could see the red on her little toenails. She smiled sheepishly at me. "So...um, what do you think? I wasn't sure at first but I kinda liked it." I could hear the nervousness in her voice.

"Oh man, I don't know how long I'll be able to let you keep that on before I strip it off." I walked up to her, pulled her to me and kissed her. She opened up for me immediately, she tasted of mint. I began running my hands all over her body, and pressed her to me. I groaned. I remembered that we had the whole day out here so I slowed my traveling hands and just tried to enjoy her presence.

I showed her around the rest of the yacht. She still felt like it was too much but to me it was nothing. Yes, I lived a more privileged life, but my parents always made us understand to value what we had. We knew we had all this because of hard work. My dad taught me early on to work my way from the bottom of the food chain to the top. He had done it, when he first started working for my grandfather's construction company. I had worked just about every position available on the company. I had earned my spot, something that got me respect from the people who worked for us. It allowed me to have a more personal relationship with them.

I appreciated that fact more than anything. My dad could name a lot of our staff, as could I. Having a relationship like that meant that not only was your company more likely to succeed, but your workers felt more obligated to do a better job.