Lust Meter System: Conquering Beauties-Chapter 150: Hanging Out

The car pulled into a private marina.

Rows of boats lined the docks on both sides, everything from small speedboats to larger sailing vessels.

The water was calm, dark blue under the evening sky, reflecting the lights starting to flicker on along the boardwalk.

Kelvin drove past the first few docks and turned down a narrow road that led to the end of the marina. He pulled into a spot near the edge and put the car in park.

"We’re here," he said.

Liam looked out the window.

The yacht sat at the end of the dock, white and clean, maybe fifty feet long. Two levels. The name *Kingfisher* painted in black letters along the hull. It wasn’t the biggest yacht in the marina, but it was nice. Well-maintained.

The kind of thing that cost more than most people’s houses.

Kelvin got out first. Liam followed. The girls climbed out of the back, Priscilla adjusting her purse on her shoulder, Jane smoothing down the front of her white dress.

They walked down the dock, their footsteps echoing faintly on the wooden planks.

The water lapped quietly against the boats on either side, the sound steady and rhythmic.

When they reached the yacht, Kelvin stepped onto the boarding platform first, then turned and held out a hand to Priscilla.

She took it and stepped aboard, her heels clicking softly against the deck, her red dress shifting slightly with the movement.

Jane followed, stepping on without help, her bag still in her hand, her ponytail swinging as she moved.

Liam climbed on last, his feet landing solidly on the deck.

He’d been on this yacht before. Multiple times. Kelvin’s dad barely used it anymore, so Kelvin had taken it out a few times over the past year. Just the two of them. A couple of beers. Music. The open water.

Liam knew where everything was. The controls. The cabin below. The cooler where Kelvin always kept drinks stocked. The layout was familiar, comfortable even.

Kelvin moved to the helm and started the engine. The yacht rumbled to life, the sound low and steady, vibrating faintly through the deck.

"Untie us," Kelvin called back.

Liam walked to the back and untied the rope securing the yacht to the dock, tossing it onto the deck with a heavy thud.

Then he moved to the front and did the same, the rope coiling loosely where it landed.

Kelvin eased the yacht away from the dock, the water churning white behind them as they pulled out into open water.

The marina grew smaller behind them, the lights along the boardwalk fading into the distance.

The sky was darker now, deep blue turning to black, stars starting to appear overhead like pinpricks in fabric.

Priscilla and Jane stood near the railing, looking out at the water. Priscilla had her arms crossed, her dark wavy hair blowing slightly in the breeze, her body leaning slightly against the rail. Jane stood beside her, quieter, her hands resting on the railing, her eyes on the horizon.

Kelvin drove them out for maybe fifteen minutes. Far enough that the marina was just a distant glow on the horizon. Far enough that there were no other boats nearby. Just open water and the faint sound of waves.

Then he cut the engine.

The yacht drifted to a stop, rocking gently on the water. The only sound was the soft slap of waves against the hull and the faint hum of the wind moving across the deck.

Kelvin stepped away from the helm and walked back to where the others were standing. "Alright. We’re good here."

Priscilla turned around, her smile wide, her eyes bright. "This is nice."

"Yeah," Kelvin said. "It is."

He walked over to a storage compartment built into the side of the deck and pulled it open. Inside were bottles. Vodka. Rum.

A few mixers. Ice in a small cooler that had been sitting there since the last time they’d taken the yacht out.

He grabbed the vodka and a few plastic cups, setting them down on the table in the center of the deck. The table was low, surrounded by cushioned seats built into the deck itself.

"Drinks first," he said. "Then we can figure out what we’re doing."

Priscilla sat down in one of the cushioned seats, her legs crossing, her dress riding up slightly on her thighs.

Jane sat beside her, setting her bag down on the seat next to her. Liam took the seat across from them, leaning back, his arms resting on the edge of the cushion.

Kelvin poured drinks. Vodka and soda. Simple. He slid one to Priscilla, one to Jane, one to Liam, then poured one for himself and sat down beside Liam.

They sat there for a while, talking. Nothing heavy. Just easy conversation. Priscilla told a story about something that had happened at the gym a long time ago, something about a guy who’d tried to lift too much weight and ended up dropping the bar with a loud crash.

Kelvin added details she’d left out, grinning the whole time. Jane laughed quietly, sipping her drink, her eyes moving between them as they spoke.

Liam mostly listened, his eyes moving between the three of them, his drink half-finished in his hand. He took another sip, the vodka burning slightly as it went down.

The conversation flowed. Comfortably with no awkward silences. Just the four of them sitting on the deck of a yacht in the middle of the water, the night settling in around them.

After a while, Priscilla set her cup down and leaned forward, her elbows on the table, her chin resting on her hands. "We should play a game."

Kelvin raised an eyebrow. "What kind of game?"

"Truth or dare."

Jane looked at her, her eyebrows lifting slightly. "Seriously?" 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"Yeah. Why not?" Priscilla grinned, her eyes moving between the three of them. "It’ll be fun."

Kelvin shrugged, leaning back in his seat. "I’m in."

Liam nodded. "Sure."

Jane hesitated, then smiled, her shoulders relaxing. "Alright. Fine."

Priscilla clapped her hands together once, the sound sharp in the quiet. "Okay. I’ll start." She looked at Kelvin, her smile widening. "Truth or dare?"

"Dare," Kelvin said without hesitation.

Priscilla thought for a moment, her lips pulling into a mischievous smile. "Take your shirt off and jump in the water."

Kelvin laughed, shaking his head. "That’s it?"

"That’s it."

He stood up, grabbed the hem of his shirt, and pulled it over his head in one smooth motion, tossing it onto the seat behind him. His chest was lean, defined from years of working out, his skin still slightly damp from earlier.

Then he walked to the edge of the deck and jumped.

The splash was loud, water spraying up and catching the light from the deck. A few seconds later, Kelvin surfaced, shaking his head, water dripping from his hair, his grin wide.

"Happy?" he called up.

Priscilla leaned over the railing, grinning down at him. "Very."

Kelvin grabbed the ladder on the side of the yacht and pulled himself back up, water running off him, his jeans soaked and clinging to his legs. He grabbed his shirt and wiped his face with it, then sat back down, still dripping, the seat beneath him darkening with water.

"Alright," he said, looking at Jane, his grin still in place. "Your turn. Truth or dare?"

"What’s the worst date you’ve ever been on?"

Jane thought for a moment, her fingers playing with the edge of her cup. Then she smiled. "Last year. Guy took me to a movie, fell asleep ten minutes in, and snored through the whole thing."

Priscilla laughed, her head tilting back. "I remember that — Snoozy Steve."

They both dissolved into laughter, the sound drawing a few glances from nearby tables.

"Yeah," Jane said, catching her breath. "And then he had the nerve to ask if I wanted to go back to his place after."

Liam raised an eyebrow. "Really?"

Jane turned to look at him, a small smile playing on her lips. "I said no and left."

Kelvin grinned, shaking his head. "Smart."

The game went on. A few more rounds. Truths that were harmless. Dares that were funny but not serious.

Liam had to chug his drink. Jane had to tell them the most embarrassing thing that had happened to her in high school. Kelvin had to do ten push-ups on the deck.

Then it was Priscilla’s turn again.

She looked at Kelvin, her smile sharper now, her eyes locked on his. "Truth or dare?"

"Dare," Kelvin said.

She leaned back in her seat, her fingers drumming lightly on the table, her lips pulling into a slow smile. "You and I go to one of the rooms below deck. Five minutes. Then we come back."

Kelvin stared at her for a moment, his grin widening. "Alright."

He stood up. Priscilla stood up with him, her movements smooth, deliberate.

They walked toward the stairs leading below deck, Priscilla’s hand brushing against Kelvin’s as they went, her hips swaying slightly with each step.

The door closed behind them with a soft click.

Liam and Jane sat there in silence for a moment.

The yacht rocked gently beneath them. The water lapped against the hull. The stars overhead were bright now, scattered across the sky.

Then Jane picked up her drink and took a sip, her eyes moving to Liam. "So."

"So," Liam echoed.

"What do you think they’re doing down there?"

Liam leaned back in his seat, his arms resting on the cushion behind him. "I think you already know."

Jane smiled, her head tilting slightly. "Yeah. Probably."

They talked for a while. Casual things. She asked about school, about what he was planning to study. He asked about her, about what she did when she wasn’t at the gym. The conversation was easy, unhurried, the kind that filled space without trying too hard.

At some point, Jane glanced at her phone, the screen lighting up her face. "It’s been five minutes."

Liam looked toward the stairs leading below deck. The door was still closed. No sound coming from below. "Yeah."

"They’re not coming back, are they?"

"I don’t think so."

Jane laughed quietly, shaking her head, her ponytail swinging slightly with the movement. "They’re definitely having sex over and over again."

Liam didn’t say anything. Just looked at her.

She looked back, her smile fading slightly, her eyes meeting his.

The air between them shifted. Not dramatic. Just present.

Time stopped.

The world around them froze. The water. The wind. The faint creak of the yacht rocking on the waves. All of it locked in place.

The system appeared in front of him, clean white text hanging in the air.

**[Option 1: "Then I think we should too." | +15 Lust Points]**

**[Option 2: "Let’s just wait for them to come back." | +0 Lust Points]**

Liam’s eyes moved between the two options.

He didn’t hesitate.

"Then I think we should too."

Time resumed.

Jane’s smile widened slowly, her eyes still locked on his. "What?"

"Yeah."

She looked at him for a long moment, her fingers playing with the edge of her cup. Then she set it down on the table, slowly, deliberately.

She leaned back in her seat, her head tilting slightly. "Mmm. For some weird reason, it’s pretty hard to say no to you."

Liam didn’t say anything. Just looked at her.

She stood up.

Time stopped again.

The system appeared again, clean blue text hanging in the air.