His Punishment

by Pia Marie

  “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.

  Chapter 11

  Tara’s Point of View

  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 ur
ged 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.
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br />   “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.

  ***

  James’ Point of View

  The night Tara left me at Christian’s house, I was flabbergasted. I went down after ten minutes, thinking that she just needed a breather. Well, I was definitely wrong.

  I got down and checked the pool, the living room, the porch and the kitchen. I did not see any sign of Tara. Not even Lyn or Christian. I immediately dialed Tara’s phone and it was off. I tried Christian’s phone but it just kept ringing.

  Flashback

  “James? Were you calling Christian?” Howard approached me handing me the phone obviously left by Christian.

  “Yeah. Where are they?” I asked referring to Tara, Lyn and Christian.

  “I heard Tara talking to them asking them to drop her off at Bellevere.” Howard said.

  “Bellevere?” I asked puzzled.

  “I don’t know. That’s what I heard.”

  There was nothing left for me to do but wait for them to get back.

  After what seemed like a century to me, they were back. Lyn and Christian. Lyn was not talking to me. Christian just told me that they dropped Tara off at Bellevere to meet the chopper at the helipad. But they didn’t know where she was going. Even Lyn.