His Punishment (12 page)

James’ Point of View

 “TAKE ME!” I heard her shout at me
again.

I was too stunned to move. I was
just staring at Tara with my eyes wide open and my chest bouncing up and down
quickly out of anticipation.

She is unzipping her dress which is
so fortunately zipped in front. Once she has unzipped it wide open, I stared a
little longer. She didn’t step out of her dress yet and her sides are still
covered. But I could see the sexy pair of red lingerie peeking out.

She loves lace.
I thought as
I observed her body. I can see she is as anticipating as I am.

I went closer to her not even
bothering to turn off the lights. I grabbed her face with both of my hands.

“Take me.” She said in a more
gentle way.

I would happily oblige. Though she
didn’t let me finish my request of her becoming my girlfriend, I think this is
her answer.

I seized her lips hungrily. I have
been aching to kiss her for so long and it took me a lot of strength to refrain
from kissing her downstairs.

She responds as if she knows
perfectly what she is doing.

“You smell so hypnotizing Tara,” I
whispered in her ears before I started licking her lobes and then going down
her supple neck. I gave it a couple of soft kisses and sucked lightly every
time I did.

“James. . .” she was moaning my
name in a faint voice and I felt myself aroused. Just the sound of my name
coming from her sweet lips makes me quiver.

She placed her hand behind my head
as if encouraging what I am doing to her neck. I felt her other hand stroking
my back as I devour her skin.

I slowly slide her dress down to
her sides and it fell to the floor so easily. I reached for her back to unhook
her bra but could not find it. I then felt her hands in front of her chest and
she unhooked it herself and threw it sexily on the floor.

She is now exposed in front of me.
“You’re so sexy.” I told her as if she didn’t know her own body.

 I felt like I was gazing at her
wonderful body for the first time. I can see her big full breasts and erect
nipples. It was so tempting that I can’t stop myself from lowering down to it
and taking it in my mouth.

“Uhhhhhh,” she was moaning as I
play one of her nipples with my tongue encircling its tip.

I felt her hands go down to the
buckle of my belt and unlatching it. I wriggled as she opened the buttons of my
jeans and unzipped my fly. In no time, I was in my boxers.

I felt her come nearer and her
hands now back in my head pushing it to go deeper as I continue sucking on her
nipples.

I felt her pull me to the bed of
the guest room. In seconds she was lying on the edge of it. I looked at her.
For the second time, I saw her almost naked, now with just her panties on. I
felt my manhood harden even more. She was just staring at me. Not protesting
this time.

Looking at her offering herself to
me is knocking me off my senses. “God you are beautiful Tara!” I can’t help
myself from letting her know how much I admire everything about her.

I went on top of her, our legs are
still dangling on the side of the bed. She pulled my shirt up and threw it
somewhere. Then she tried to pull me back closer to her body.

“Wait.” I said and I pulled her
panties down until it was gone then I did the same to my boxers. I started to
feel her moist center didn’t push my fingers in. I want her to moan my name
again as I play with her clit.

“James . . . Please . . .” I heard
her say in a very seductive voice.

I stopped for a bit and looked at
her. The words were so familiar. I was afraid she is pleading for me to stop
like before.

“Don’t stop,” she said seriously
and full of lust. She was staring at me straight in my eyes.

I bent down to kiss her hungrily on
the lips and gently pushed my finger inside her.

“Uhhhhh,” I heard her moan again. I
felt her pant as I slid another finger in and out of her wetness.

I felt her hand snake down my body
and found my shaft. She was gently stroking it up and down its full length. I
stopped her hand.

“Tara, no. Not now.” I looked at
her and stopped my fingers a bit.

“Why?” she asked like a kitten.

“I’m on the edge, I might lose
myself.” I told her sweetly.

“Kiss me,” she said pleading.

I smiled before I did. And lifted
her back and pushed her to the top of the bed as I go up as well.

I spread her legs and positioned
myself in between.

“Are you sure?” I asked her not
knowing what would happen if she said no.

“Yes.” She said and stroked my
chest. I am so turned on even with the simplest touch she gives me.

I let the tip of my shaft play with
her clit and warm opening.

“Please . . . please . . .” I heard
her in my ear as if playing with her and not entering her is torture. She is so
hot.

“It might hurt you again, but I
promise I will be gentler this time.” I told her sucking on her lobes as I
entered her slowly.

I felt her grasp on to my arms as I
entered. I kissed her lips sweetly to try to take her pain away. After a few
more gentle in and out thrusts I felt her hands relax and played with my hair.
She was moaning softly under me as I suck on her right nipple and pinch the
other with my wet fingers.

“You’re still so tight.” I said in
between my continuous sucking of her breast.

I placed one of her legs straight
beside my leg and left the other one wide open on her side. I thrust a bit
harder and I felt her shiver. She was moaning louder and I can sense her
ecstasy as she clenched her teeth lightly on my shoulders.

“I want to try.” I heard her.

“What?” I looked at her wondering
what she meant.

“I want to ride you.” I closed my
eyes when she said it. I am at the brink of explosion and I don’t know if I can
handle looking at her pumping me in and out of her, but I said yes. I want her
to enjoy making love to me as much as I do.

I rolled on my back with her not
breaking our connection and I saw her say wow without a sound. I laughed a bit
at her fascination.

I held her on top of me. I was
gripping her waist too tight and helping her move on top of me. I saw her
biting her lip and I feel the torture. She was moving slowly up and down and I
felt so hungry. I reached for her breast and sat up and sucked on them once
again.

She was still on top of me trying
to grind above me. I was clutching her ass tightly as she gives me pure delight
in what she is doing.

“Tara…” I groaned. She started
moving faster and pumping harder on my full length and I am on bliss.

I felt her shudder as I moved my
hips upwards to reach deeper inside her. I hugged her tight as she keeps moving
on top of me. She hugged me back and moaned so loud it hurt my ears. I looked
at her and smiled. She had her orgasm.

I rolled her to her back and
started moving at my own pace. I felt her hug me tightly and I hugged her back
as tight. I moved her head to my cheek and held her head. I want to feel her
very close to me as I explode.

“Faster . . .” she pleaded. I moved
faster and swaying my hips in circular motion to feel her more. I felt her
tremble as I move and heard her moan so loud again. I stopped swaying my hips
and thrust hard in and out of her before I heard my own voice crying out her
name.

“I love you.” I told her after I
lay flat on the bed beside her, taking her close to me and resting her head on
my chest.

“What?” she sat up quickly as if
struck by lightning.

“Why?” I asked her confused at her
reaction.

“James you don’t have to pretend
you love me!” she madly threw one pillow at me and stood up from the bed.

“But I do.” I honestly said.

“Shut up!” she yelled.

“What the hell are you thinking?” I
asked again.

“I know what you’re doing!” she
started to gather her clothes.

“What!” I don’t know what she’s
talking about.

“You’re being sweet and kind to me
because you need someone to jerk off!”

“WHAT!” I shouted not believing
what I am hearing.

“And now what? You want me to be
your sex buddy so you tell me you love me so I’d stay?” she was almost dressed.

“TARA!” I growled at her to stop.

“Now you’re angry ‘cause I got
you!” she threw my boxers at me hitting my chest.

“Stop it!” I shouted and stood up
to walk to her.

“Don’t come near me!” she warned me
and I stopped walking. “I don’t want to be anybody’s sex machine!”

I walked towards her again. Maybe
she’s just taken aback by my words. She has already fully dressed up and was
heading for the door.

“Don’t come near me ever again!”
she shouted one last time before storming out of the room.

I sat at the edge of the bed.
She’s
just startled. I’ll let her catch some fresh air then I will go talk to her.

I went to the bathroom and
leisurely took my time.
I’ll give her fifteen minutes to breathe.

It has been three days since I last
saw James. Right after the scene in Christian’s guestroom, I rushed out. I
needed to get away from him. I told Christian to drop me on our family’s
landing strip at the top of the hotel in Alabang.

Tara I want you . . .
 It
keeps replaying over and over in my head. I saw how he fixed the guestroom and
I knew from there that he wanted me . . . well, just my body. It all became
clear to me why he has been trailing behind me the past couple days before IT
happened.

I know he told me he loves me . . .
right after he got what he wanted from me. That is the biggest lie I have ever
heard in my entire existence. How dare he think he can have me like that! He
thinks he can have a license to take me to bed every time he wants after
pretending he loves me?! I feel like shit!

In a few days, I am graduating. I
decided not to attend my graduation ceremonies. I don’t want to see him. I am
here at Boracay, not working yet. I am taking this as a leisure trip, though I
am here in our resort, I am staying as a guest. I told all the hotel staff to
treat me like one.

“Good morning!” a cheerful
masculine voice interrupted my reminiscing moments of James.

“Hi.” I responded.

“Are you alone? Can I sit with you?
All the tables are occupied,” he pointed out.

“Okay.” I moved some of the food
from my table for him to place his plate.

He is a hotel guest. A hunk. I’ve
seen him yesterday when I went out for a swim.

“I’m Miguel.” he extended his hand
for me to shake.

“Tara.” I said taking his hand and
shook it.

“I see you’re an early bird too,”
he smiled. He is handsome.

“Yes. I enjoy seeing the sun when
it’s not so high yet.” I explained why I am taking my buffet breakfast at seven
in the morning.

“Me too, it’s cooler and I enjoy
starting my day early. It makes me maximize the stuff I could do.” He agrees
with me.

“Where are you from?” I asked.

“Colombia.” He said before he took
a bite of his toast.

“Wow! You speak good English! I
never thought you’re from a Spanish speaking country.” I said amazed.

“Well, I’ve been here in the
Philippines since I graduated from university. I am a hotel and restaurant
manager in Centuria Makati. The people here speak English fluently, so I got to
learn more,” he was proud.

“Really? Centuria? Then what are
you doing checked in here?” I meant in our resort. There is a Centuria here in
Boracay so I am wondering. And modesty aside, though our resorts and hotels are
comparable to the prestige and amenities, Centuria is still one of the best and
leading hotel chain in the country.

“Actually, I have quit my job
there. I am here for a short vacation before I start my work as the new Food
and Beverage Manager here in Boracay Plaza.” he told me.

I blinked. BORACAY PLAZA?!

I blinked again.

“Any problem Tara?”

“Did you mean here?!”

“Yes. This is Boracay Plaza isn’t
it? Or am I at a different resort?” he joked.

“Miguel Enriquez at your service
ma’am. How do you find our buffet breakfast?” he extended his hand to me again.
I was shocked. I knew there would be a new F&B Manager coming to join us by
Monday next week. I didn’t know he would be here earlier.

Plus, I didn’t know he would be a
strikingly fine-looking gentleman like this one. He is topless and I can see
his abdomen perfectly shaped. I sat there not blinking an eye. How come no one
told me this is the new manager?
You didn’t want any business matters
discussed until next week right?
My mind told me.

“Tara Salvador. Marketing
Department.” I extended my hand again. I didn’t have to say I am the Vice
President for Marketing at Salvador Resorts Group.

“Oh God! Miss Salvador!” he
blushed. Of course he would, he is teasing with his boss!

I laughed at his reaction. “It’s OK
Miguel. And please just call me Tara.”

“Of course I can’t just call you by
your first name ma’am.” he objected.

“Miss Tara inside the hotel and
just Tara outside.” I offered. Miguel is Top Management and I want managers to
be as comfortable and close to me as possible.

“Okay, Miss Tara. Excuse me.” he
started to stand up.

“Oh. Where are you going?” I asked
him.

“Uhm, I don’t feel at ease eating
breakfast with my boss looking like this,” he felt shameful.

I laughed at him again. He is cute.
“Miguel, we are still both not working officially until Monday. So please
relax.” I urged him.

“OK, but let me excuse myself for a
bit. I’ll be back.” He said and stood up leaving his plate and his food in our
table.

I looked at him from the back. He’s
got a perfect V-shaped body. His muscles are toned and his chocolate brown
smooth hair straight and short. His arms seem real strong. And he left me at
the table with his fresh after shave scent. I closed my eyes.

“Miss Tara?” I heard Miguel come
back. I opened my eyes and saw his expression. He was puzzled why my eyes are
closed. Of course I can’t tell him explain I’m imagining his body and inhaling
the scent that he left.

He is now wearing a V-neck white
shirt. He really looks good. His eyes are same color as his hair and his skin
as white as James’.
James.
I shivered at the thought of his skin. I
remembered the last time I touched him. It felt like heaven having him embrace
me. Having him whisper soft and sweet words in my ears. The feel of us
interconnected. I shivered a bit more.

”Are you okay?” I heard Miguel say.

“Yes.” I shouldn’t think about that
lying son of a bitch! I hate him!

Miguel and I continued our
breakfast in silence. Him feeling awkward with me around and me feeling
irritated after thinking about James again.

“I’m sorry Miss Tara.” Miguel
spoke.

“Why?” I asked.

“I mean, I was so proud of myself.”
He looked down at his plate.

“It’s OK. Really Miguel.” I touched
his arm urging him to look at me.

He looked up and I saw the relief
in his face.

“Thank you.” He quietly muttered.

I stood up as I am done with my
breakfast. “I’ll see around Miguel.”

“Yes Miss. See you around.”

***

Yesterday was supposedly Tara’s
graduation. She didn’t attend as she planned. Her parents were questioning her
about her decision, she just said that the actual graduation is just a
formality anyway. She is already done with everything. She just sent an email
for the registrar’s to send the diploma and transcript of records to their
house in Alabang.

Currently, she is still at Boracay
Plaza and she is enjoying her last few days of vacation before she starts to
actually do work. She intends to stay there permanently until her parents
summon her for a new assignment in their other resorts.

She is expecting Lyn to arrive
today to stay with her until Sunday. The past days had not been a bore to her.
Miguel was beside her most of the time. They were enjoying in the beach.

It is a mystery that though they
had that awkward scene at the breakfast table a couple days ago, they have
become real close now. Miguel is very sociable to Tara and she is very gracious
to him. She has gotten to know that Miguel is five years older than her at 26.
But she was enjoying his company so much. She felt he is just the same age as
her.

They have breakfast together every
day and go for a morning swim at the beach for a couple minutes and lay back in
the sand before heading back inside. Then they go out again to eat lunch and
then have their after lunch siestas in their rooms. After which they will go
out again to play beach volley or go snorkeling. During the night they still
spend it together and go out to the bars and drink and enjoy the music of the
live bands playing. To sum it up, she is taking pleasure in all the activities
that they do together and she sense that he is on the same boat.

But though their day is packed with
a lot of happenings, there is always a time that James barges in on her head.
And what
always
meant, it is really ALWAYS. At breakfast, at the beach,
at the sand, at lunch, at siesta, at volley, at snorkeling, at the bar, at
night time. Thinking about him has grown like a past time for her.

I miss you.
She often hears
her mind tell her. She felt the fun she is sharing with Miguel but she always
wishes that the guy beside her is someone else.

James and I have to talk
.
She knew that now. It dawned on her that they both needed answers.  It was
childish of her to run off like that though at the moment it seemed to be the
best thing to do for her. She just can’t stand and wait for James to trap her
in his lies. The situation would have been the most convenient setting for him
to entice her into being his “friends with benefit” partner. She would have
said yes to anything he wanted if she stayed for even just a minute more.

She was still wondering why she
never heard of James until now. It is true she turned off her cellphone when
she left last Saturday. But she decided to turn it back on last Monday and it
was already Thursday. It was bewildering he didn’t try to contact her even just
through text messaging. She was hopeful he’d call, but he never did.

“Tara,” she heard Miguel call to
her as she sways in the hammock outside their hotel patio. She felt good he got
used to calling her by her first name whenever they are alone. She has insisted
on him starting to call her Miss Tara only when they start working next Monday
which is four days from now.

She looked up to him asking what he
wanted. This day is different from their regular routine, as she is going to
Caticlan airport to pick up Lyn.

“The shuttle is ready to transport
us to jetty port.” he explains.

“Us? You’re coming with me?” she
asked him.

“Yeah. Is that okay? I don’t have
anything to do here anyway.”

“Sure! Let’s go!” I asked as I
stood from the hammock and he held my arm to help me get up.

“Thanks!”

During the ten minute ferry ride
going to the airport, Tara is feeling uneasy and she can’t explain the feeling.
She was excited to see her best friend yet she is really nervous and she
doesn’t know why.

“Are you okay?” Miguel asked her.

“Actually not. I don’t know but I’m
a bit fidgety.”

“Maybe it’s because you weren’t
able to see nemo today.” He joked about them not being able to go snorkeling
that afternoon.

She laughed passively.

“Does that have anything to do with
who’s coming today?” he asked.

“No. She’s my best friend.”

“Who are the others coming along?”

“What do you mean?” she asked him
puzzled.

“There’s someone else beside her in
the itinerary.”

She felt the speed boat docked in
the port and they were called by their staff that the aircraft arrived earlier
than scheduled.

“Oh, we must go head to her now.
She isn’t at all patient.” she smiled at him. She didn’t mind what he said
about the other guest. She knew instinctively that it was Christian tagging
along his girlfriend.

“Is she as cool as you?” he asked.

“I guess. But sadly, I think she is
coming with her boyfriend.” She was walking to the entrance of the arrival area
in the airport.

“Tara!” she heard Lyn say.
Apparently, she was already outside the arrival area and she wasn’t able to see
her as she was rushing to meet her inside.

“Hon!” Tara immediately walked to
her best friend and hugged her. “I missed you BFF!”

“Me too!” she hugged back.

“Where’s Christian?” Tara asked.

“Oh, he’s at the restroom and . .
.” Lyn was cut mid-sentence when he saw the hunk behind her. “You’re with him?”
she asked as she pointed at Miguel with her pointy lips.

“Yes.” I laughed a bit. I know what
Lyn is thinking. It was perfectly understandable. He was a real hunk. His body
is perfect. His face is faultless. I had to formally introduce him before her
imagination goes any wilder.

“This is Miguel, our new F&B
Manager. He’s starting work on Monday same as me.” Tara pulled Miguel to come
closer in front of Lyn. “Miguel, this is Lyn, the best friend I was talking
about.”

“Hello!” Miguel extended his hand
to shake Lyn’s.

“Urrrrmmm!” I turned around to see
Christian.

“Oh and Miguel, this is Christian,
Lyn’s boyfriend. Christian this is Miguel.” I held Miguel’s arm again to turn
him to face Christian.

“Hi,” Christian was the first to
extend his arm to shake Miguel’s and he took it.

“Are you courting Tara?” Christian
asked without hesitation.

“NO!” Tara exclaimed. “He is
actually our new F&B Manager.” She was smirking at the way Christian
sounded so overprotective of her.

“So, where’s the other passenger?”
Miguel asked Christian.

Tara looked at Miguel who’s looking
at the arrival door, then to Christian who turned around to look at the same
door, then to Lyn who can’t look at her and is busy stomping lightly on her
feet.

“Hon?” Tara called to her to make
her lift up her head. She suddenly felt all her blood rush to her arms and
cheeks.

She looked up alright but her
expression was tense.

“His bag is still not out so I
guess he’s still waiting at the carousel.” Christian turned around to look at
Tara and Lyn.

“Who is?” Tara asked nervously. She
was afraid to hear his name.

Christian and Lyn were both quiet.

“James Aguilar on the itinerary.”
Miguel offered when no one answered.

“James?” Tara eyed Christian and
Lyn.

“Yes. Me.” she heard that familiar
voice behind her that sends shivers down her spine until now.