His Punishment

by Pia Marie

  They were both moving wildly at each other and laughing. It was so obvious they are having fun. Tara grinds and sways her hips so sexily and James was holding on her so tight. She was burning hot with him. James can’t help but groan as he feels her body gets into contact with his sensitive parts.

  “Tara you’re killing me.” He whispers at her as she moves alluringly around him.

  “Don’t worry, I’ll have you buried,” she laughs as she knows her seductive movements are getting to him.

  “I want to be buried inside you.” He said devilishly after heaving a very deep sigh.

  “I want that too.” She winked at him and continued gyrating her hips and descending in front of James and his legs.

  She heard him moan again as she continued her strokes and placed her arms around his shoulders then down to his chest.

  “You drank too much!” he held her tight and closer to her and moves with her to the beat.

  “I want you,” she said with desire manifested in her eyes.

  “But . . .” he was trying to take control.

  “Please?” her voice sounded with much longing.

  He tugged her behind him and approached Lyn and Christian.

  “We’re heading back. She’s drunk.” He informed them.

  He carried her bridal style while he is walking in the sand. She was looking at his face lovingly and touched his chest teasingly.

  “Tara! Stop that.” He tried forbidding her.

  She stopped and closed her eyes and laid her head in his chest. He was grateful she listened. He was already aroused and he didn’t want to take Tara. No. He wanted to. But he wanted to be a gentleman and not take advantage of her under the influence of alcohol.

  He loved her and he respected her and making love to her again will just complicate things further because he might not be able to do the right thing which is let her go until all these are settled.

  He was still hopeful that the child that Rhea is carrying is not his. Though they never used any protection when they were together, he knew damn well that he always withdrew in time. He was really hopeful. But until they knew medically, he can’t take Tara yet.

  “I’ll take her to her room, she’s drunk.” he told the reception when they arrived at the lobby. The room he rented is still there. They did not want anybody to know that they are in the same room. Except of course Lyn and Christian.

  “What happened?” Miguel asked him when they crossed paths in the hallway.

  James sighed. Miguel. He completely forgot about him. He was nervous to leave Tara behind with him.

  “She’s drunk.”

  “You need help?” He asked James.

  “No. I can take care of her.” He walked faster to leave Miguel behind.

  He was starting to get terrified that Miguel would enter the picture once he finds out that he and Tara could not be together yet. He feels selfish. He doesn’t want Tara to be held by another man. He felt that her lips belonged to him alone, that her body is his ownership, that her love is his possession. Just his.

  He opened the door to Tara’s room by slightly lifting his legs to support her weight. He laid her down the bed and undressed her see through dress. She was wearing her skimpy red bikini.

  He groaned at the sight. He touched her face. He felt she was hot, not feverish, just because of alcohol intoxication. He laid down beside her and sniffed her neck. The smell of the beach and alcohol mixed in her light feminine perfume. He loved it. He kissed her neck lightly before he stood up.

  “James,” he felt Tara’s hand on his arm. He looked back at her.

  “Make love to me.” She continued and he groaned again. Her voice and her words sent shivers to his spine and made his knees wobble. He bit his lip to try to control his own urges.

  “No Tara . . .” he softly said as if asking her to understand why he can’t.

  “Please . . .” she pleaded. Now how can he say no to a purring sweet kitten covered in that little piece of inviting clothing?

  She sat up the edge of the bed and pulled him to stand in front of her. He felt her hands at the waist band of his board shorts and slid it down to his feet. Then he felt her hand at the waistline of his trunks this time. He didn’t try to stop her. He was also aching for her as she is.

  Tara looked at him. His eyes were closed and his breathing is quick. She touched his manhood and he quivered as she did. She licked its tip and her tongue played with it in circles and slowly licking his shaft up and down while her hands are massaging his balls.

  He keeps groaning at the sensation. She was doing it very gently and he is loving her every touch.

  She started to put his shaft in her mouth and James gripped on Tara’s nape as he felt the hotness of her mouth and the playful tongue swirling around him.

  “Tara. Fuck every part of you is hot,” he keeps groaning.

  She didn’t answer. She felt James’ hands stroking her breast and sliding his hands inside her bikini top. She tried to control but she was just too weak. Seeing James in just his shorts and no top on was just too tempting.

  She continued stroking him and licking his balls. She felt him trying to pull her bikini top off her. He continued caressing her breast with the palms of his hand as the top was removed.

  She felt him pinch her nipples and got her squirming in the bed.

  She placed his long shaft inside her mouth again and started sucking on it up and down. She had her three fingers stroking the base of his manhood as it can’t completely fit her mouth.

  He is loving everything that Tara is doing to him. He wanted to explode.

  Tara felt he is at the verge of explosion and looked at him. “Go ahead baby. I want to make you happy one last time,” she purred again.

  He hungrily gripped her nipple with one hand and the other hand playing with her hair and pushing her head lightly towards him to receive his light thrusting.

  She keeps groaning and twisting in the bed incessantly as she gives him his pleasure. She felt him withdrew but she pushed his ass towards her to bury his shaft in her mouth longer. She knew he was going to explode any minute and she wanted to taste him.

  He heard him groan so loud and she at last had a taste of James. She swallowed hard and looked at him smiling.

  “You are so sexy!” James could not believe what Tara did. He pushed her gently to bed and took her bikini bottom off. Tara did not protest and just spread her legs widely for him. James was kissing her wildly in the lips.

  “We can’t make love, but I promise, you’d love this just the same,” he told her as he licks her down from her neck to her moist center.

  Tara wriggled as she felt tickled and shy. “Don’t be. I’ll take care of you,” he said before he buried his tongue inside her. He played her clit with his thumb while his other hand was stretched and squeezing her breast and then pressing her nipples.

  She moaned in delight as she never experienced this before. She was anticipating every action he gives her. She was so amazed at how much pleasure his tongue and his hands are giving her.

  She felt him lick and suck her clit and slid one finger inside her. “You’re so wet,” he said in between his nibbling.

  He pushed in another finger and he felt her raise her hips to meet them. He continued sliding it in and out of her as he snaked his tongue up her body and found her nipples which he sucked and gripped with his other hand.

  Tara kept twisting beneath him and lifted both her feet to the bed as she continues to raise her hips to meet him every time. He put his third finger inside her and she screamed.

  “Painful?” he asked.

  “No. Don’t stop,” she begged him.

  He continued the in and out motion inside her and then moving in circles touching all the insides of her tight walls as he kissed her hungrily on the mouth.

  He felt Tara’s walls tighten more around his fingers and recognized her upcoming orgasm. “Come for me,” he whispered seductively before he went down to eat her again.

>   In a few seconds he heard Tara scream and saw her body arch in pleasure.

  He lied down beside her and held her close to him.

  “I love you.” Tara whispered before she dozed off.

  “I love you too.” James kissed her one more time before sleep came to him too.

  End of flashback

  “Tara? I asked if you’re done.” James asked her again.

  “Almost!” she yelled. She was inside the bathroom fixing herself.

  “OK. I’ll go downstairs now and order food for dinner okay?”

  “Dinner? It’s just 5:30 baby.” She looked at the clock and reminded him.

  “Let’s have an early dinner. It’s my last night here.”

  Tara cringed at the fact.

  “What do you want to eat?” he asked again not minding what he just said.

  “Grilled fish.”

  “Okay, see you in a bit.”

  “Okay baby,” she hollered back.

  She has been wondering why James never called her baby or anything. Well not as if they are going steady or anything. They both know it’s ending the moment he leaves the island. But still, she wanted him to call her something sweet. She made a mental note to talk to James about it.

  Once she’s done applying light make up, she applied her favorite light scent on her neck and wrist.

  She started heading down to the lobby and straight to the beach when she saw from afar that there is something set up in their beach front.

  Two pieces of torch were lit as the sun is starting to set down. There is a table for two. She moved closer and found a beautiful trail of yellow petals and lit candles on her path. She saw a bouquet of yellow daisies held in James’ arms

  “These flowers are incomparable to your beauty.” He handed it to her and gave her a peck in the lips.

  “Thank you.” She blushed.

  “I want to remember how wonderful tonight will be for the rest of my life.” He pulled the chair for her.

  He sat across her and held her hand.

  “I love you Tara.” He’s intently looking at her eyes.

  “I love you too baby,” she said and remembered. He still called her Tara. She really wanted to ask.

  “How come you never called me anything sweeter than my name?”

  James laughed softly and got something from his pocket.

  “It’s because of this.” He showed her a ring made of yarn. She knew instantly that he bought it in one of the souvenir shops. It was yellow and orange.

  “I don’t want to call you anything but my wifey.” He gripped her hand, “I am still wishful that after all these trouble is settled, it will still be me and you in the end.”

  He started to pull her ring finger and slid the sewn ring on it. “Be my wifey and let me be your hubby. I promise if this gets fixed, I will give you a real ring.”

  She just smiled at him beautifully. She was overwhelmed. She knew if there was no dilemma around them, she would happily be his wife anytime.

  “Yes. I accept you as my hubby.” She leaned forward to kiss him passionately.

  When their lips parted James started talking again.

  “I promise wifey, I will fix everything. There’s no way I would give you up. But until then, we must keep praying everything will turn out right.”

  “Yes hubby. I will keep on praying.”

  The food was served in front of them interrupting their solemn moment. The sun has already set and they ate their last dinner together serenely.

  “Come on! Let’s go to Coconuts Bar. I know they have a band playing there tonight.” James was so happy after dinner.

  They didn’t know where Lyn and Christian are at the moment. They have not seen them since last night, perhaps they are locked in the room upstairs.

  The basketball season is soon starting and Lyn is going back to California for the rest of her summer vacation. They are sure they are insatiably consuming each other now.

  James led her up her seat and hugged her. They both looked at the sunset embracing each other. They both don’t know when this moment will come again. Or worse, they don’t know if it will ever come again.

  “I love you hubby.”

  “I love you wifey. I promise to come back for you.” With that he kissed her on the lips then they started walking on the beach hand in hand.

  They walked in silence enjoying the soft sea breeze touching their faces and body. It was a cool night and the moon was just a quarter. It wasn’t so dark though, as the sky was filled with stars in this summer sky.

  When they reached the bar, they were ushered by the waiter inside. In a few minutes they were seated and the fire dancers started their performance.

  It was a beautiful night. They would surely remember this night.

  They ordered drinks and watched the fire dancers gracefully swing the lit slings in their head and bodies. They just clutched on each other’s hands while they were quietly amazed by the style of the performing group in front of them.

  After about thirty minutes of the fire dancing, the lights at the improvised big tent were lit up and the band positioned themselves in the stage.

  “You know what, the day I heard you sing, I think that was the first day I liked you.” he confessed.

  “Really? But that had been so long ago,” she replied amazed.

  “Yeah . . . But even I didn’t know it. You sang so beautifully. It got to me. That’s why Rhea got mad.” he admits again.

  “But you were so mad when we came back to school.”

  “I’m sorry. But I’m not sorry I kissed you. I didn’t want to stop actually, but when I saw you in tears, I got hurt.”

  She hugged him and didn’t say a word. He played with her hair, gently stroking the strands.

  “I was stupid. I knew at the ball, I was already attracted to you. I misjudged you when I saw you at the suite. I didn’t know a thing. I was so naïve. I was such an ass. If Christian didn’t explain everything to me, I wouldn’t have come to my senses. I’m really . . .”

  “Shhhh . . .” she looked up to him and silenced his apology with her finger. “That’s all in the past now.”

  “I don’t want you to be my past wifey. Believe me. If there’s anything I could do, I would.” He felt sorry.

  “I know. I believe you hubby.”

  “I never regret everything I did with you. I only regret hurting you.” He continued.

  “Stop it. You’re making it sound that it’s hopeless for us to be together. Please. Stop. This is no good bye. Please.” Tara pleaded almost in tears.

  “Sing for me,” James requested her as he wipes her tears.

  Tara suddenly smiled.

  “You love me?” she asked sheepishly with a little of her teardrops left in the corner of her eyes.

  “Of course I do,” he said.

  “Then YOU sing for me,” she teased.

  “You’re kidding right?” he asked.

  “Well, yes at first. But now, I decided I want to hear you.”

  “I don’t sing well wifey!” he objected.

  “Have you ever sung with a band before?”

  “No!”

  “Then there will always be a first time. Make this night even more memorable,” she appealed to him.

  He kept silent and looked at her.

  “Just for you,” he stood up and went to the stage and talked to one of the band members.

  “I don’t know how to sing. But I will try my best for you wifey. This song speaks my heart the most,” he lowered his head as he started singing Bruno Mars’ “It Will Rain”.

  She felt how much James meant every word that he is singing. He didn’t sound that awful but it wasn’t concert material. But she didn’t mind. The words were just too sweet and his eyes were so romantically speaking to her as he sang.

  He can see her teary eyed when he started with last chorus of the song. He didn’t understand if she was starting to shed tears because of his voice or because of what he’s meaning.
r />   Cause there’ll be no sunlight

  If I lose you, baby

  There’ll be no clear skies

  If I lose you, baby

  Just like the clouds

  My eyes will do the same if you walk away

  Everyday it will rain, rain, rain . . .

  He was meaning every word of his song. He didn’t know what he would do or what would happen to him if he lost her. It was an understatement to say that his eyes will just rain if he loses her. He knew deep inside he would be living a dead life if she’s gone. He won’t be able to stand any second of it.

  She felt the pain in James’ song. She can feel it too. It would seem impossible for her to breathe, to know that he would not be by her side anymore. She was not just in love with him. She sees him as her life. She started to cry at the thought. Timely, James’ song was over. She felt him to her side.

  She heard the band members woo her at the song. They thought their story was a very simple love story. Little did they know it was one of the most complicated tales of all time.

  “Wifey, don’t drop me to the airport tomorrow,” he told her as he sat beside her and hugged her.

  She didn’t respond. She was still in tears. She can’t let go. She can never do. It would have been easier if this guy isn’t James. The one she loved like forever.

  “I can’t let go hubby.”

  “Neither can I. I will never do wifey. Never.” He said and kissed her passionately. They didn’t care if people were looking. What mattered were them. It might be the last kiss they will be sharing and they won’t dare bother if they make a scene.

  Chapter 13

  The UAAP Season started. The different schools and their teams are all hyped. The opening ceremonies were held at the open field of Marikina Sports Park. It started with the Presenting of the Board of Directors then the Parade of the Athletes. James was leading his team as the Captain with Christian by his side and Lyn as the official muse for the year.

  James kept glancing around as if looking for a familiar face to beam at him. The game officially starts two days from the grand opening of the competition today.

  They lined up as they reached their spot in the field. They waited for the National Anthem to be over and the season was officially opened by the torch relay and cauldron lighting.