by Pia Marie
Honestly, he has thought of Rhea. He wondered why he thought he loved her at all. It dawned to him that yes he liked her a lot, but he wasn’t in love like he is with Tara. He contemplated to himself and understood that the feelings for Rhea were more of sexual attraction. He thought his protectiveness towards her was because of love. Just lately, he found out, it was because he was afraid she’d go wander off.
7:40, he looked at his watch and decided to go down and pick up Tara. He rang the bell and the security opened the gate for him then he told him his name and that he was there to pick Tara up.
He was ushered inside the house, possibly because she left an instruction to their helper that he is coming for her. He went inside the living room and his eyes wandered around the house. It was as big as his. And the decorations were as expensive as the ones in his house.
Her parents are not around and are at their resort in Bohol. So he patiently waited for her to go down while he skimmed the console table full of pictures, mostly of Tara’s. The collection showed her how she grew up from a cheerful cute girl to an amazing lovely lady. He was in high spirits as he scanned every photo that was showcased in front of him. He was staring at a very charming lady definitely exquisite and poised as she posed for one of her studio portraits with her parents.
“You’re early!” he heard her say to him as she descends from the stairs.
He was surprised. She was walking down the stairs with her medium length hair in front of her chest. She was wearing a body hugging black zip front dress with a scooping c neck line. He stared at her. God this girl is hot! Even the way she held her light peach colored clutch conveys elegance.
“Hi,” she kissed him in the cheek. And felt her push his chin up to close his mouth.
He found himself bowled over at her gesture. He continued staring at her and good thing he’s saliva didn’t drip from his mouth. He is obviously drooling at the stunning lady.
She chuckled when she didn’t get any response or reaction. She saw him frown and she frowned too then nibbled her lower lip nervously.
“Change!” James ordered.
“What?” Tara blinked at what he said.
“Go back and change.” he repeated.
“I heard you. What I’m asking is what are you ordering me that for?”
“You’re going like that?” he asked as if she was topless or something.
“But I don’t want to change,” she said like a child.
“Put something on top then.” He ordered again.
“But. . .” she wanted to keep protesting but his eyes were really fiery.
“Okay dad!” she said once again and stomped her feet back up the staircase.
He was still standing up and looking at where she went. He felt some of his arm hair rose. Tara was so sexy in that dress. And he felt he couldn’t share her with anyone. Even if it just meant some of their team mates and block mates will be catching a glimpse of the smooth white skin of her ¼ exposed breasts.
Still, he can’t handle the fact that some eyes will be glued on his girl. Yes, his girl. Judging from how possessive he is turning out to be, he has already mentally owned her.
After a few minutes, she was back and was wearing a see-through light pashmina draped on her shoulders. He shook his head. He can’t be too demanding as she is not yet his girlfriend. But he made a mental note on his head, that once she became his girlfriend, he will definitely take her shopping. And he will be the one to choose her clothes.
“You look so pretty,” he hugged her. He can’t control himself. He thought a simple hug won’t hurt and so he did.
“Thank you.” Tara whispered.
James felt the hug was a mistake. He wanted to kiss her now. So he separated their bodies and got her hand to guide her out and into the car.
After about ten minutes, they were parking in Christian’s garage. The other cars are parked in the street, but of course, James was allowed to park inside. They were buddies since kindergarten days. It was his perk that he is considered as a family member.
He opened the passenger door and got her hand to lead her down. He glimpsed at her silky long longs stretching and getting down his 4x4. He felt Tara looking at him. She shook her head a little. She saw James was staring at her legs. She was flattered, but of course, she didn’t want him concentrating on her body parts instead of her.
“Sorry, it’s distracting me.” He admitted.
She smiled when he said so. At least, he wasn’t pretending. He was just being himself.
“Hi!” Lyn opened the door for them. The two girls kissed each other in the cheeks. Then they all went inside the house.
Luckily, Christian’s parents and his siblings are in the U.S. for a vacation. So the house is all to themselves tonight.
“Dude!” it was Howard. Their team mates don’t have a clue about him and Tara yet. Though Lyn and Christian’s relationship is already out in the open.
Howard was looking at Tara whose hand was still held by James.
“Is this what I think it is?” Howard asked them.
“Whoa!” they heard Matt yelped when he saw them.
“What’s your . . . WOW!” Paco said not being able to finish his sentence.
Tara bowed her head shyly, and James lifted it gently. “It’s okay,” he told her.
“So as you see, I have a date!” he proudly told them.
They were all shocked. But it was clear in their faces that they were happy.
Tara smiled at them.
“Your stalking efforts paid off hon!” she heard Lyn whispered to her.
“Yeah” and she giggled.
They were all having a good time. Their block mates are there with their partners.
James was ecstatic he never left Tara’s side. They were chatting like friends and they were enjoying each other’s company. It was so easy to feel at ease with each other as they have recently found that they have common interests.
Tara is still holding back though. She can see that he seems really interested in her. She can’t help but think until when he would be like this. She has come to know him from some mind-shattering episodes these past weeks.
She has known James to have full swings in his moods. One day he is good to her, then the next he is punishing her with his kisses. One moment he is sweet, then the next he is ravaging her body wildly despite her reluctance.
She knew in herself that she must not be so carried away. They were at the porch in front of the house. All the others are either inside partying or in the pool at the back of the house, taking a swim and playing water games.
“Don’t drink too much, okay?” he reminded her.
She was on her third bottle of beer. Tara is really not used to drinking. So he thought it best to keep her to his side just in case. He really felt so protective of her.
He saw her taking off her pashmina and he tried to stop her.
“Oh please James, the alcohol is making my temperature rise.” She was careful not to say that she is feeling hot. Double meaning. She felt hot physically and she is aching for the guy beside him. So she decided it was best not to be misunderstood with her words.
“Okay, but don’t stray away from me,” he ordered again.
“Haha. Why? You think I would be safe beside you?” she can feel herself a bit flirty.
“Tara. You know as much as I do that I am sorry for what I did.” He said knowing she knew what he meant.
“Wait, no. I mean, I am sorry I forced you. But you know that I am not sorry for THAT!” he said pointing out he was not sorry he kissed her and had her.
“But that was not what I meant.” She told him as she felt she hurt him with the nasty comment.
“But you know that I will never be sorry for having you that night. You are something Tara. I don’t know if you have any idea what you are doing to me.” He admitted the puzzle in his mind that he was able to solve with her smile the other day.
“Hmmm . . .” Tara is affected by the alcohol alre
ady.
“If I could only turn back time, I would have been gentler and it would have been more special.” He felt the guilt and the responsibility after his actions.
She kept silent but let out a low groan.
“You are beautiful. You are cool. You are smart. You are so delicious and painfully hot,” he whispers in her ears. He can’t stop his aching senses especially after hearing her soft groan.
“You are exactly as you said I am.” She replied with her tipsy eyes half closing.
“You think so?” he asked so happy when he heard her. He touched her cheeks and made her blush. Seeing her eyes that way teased every inch of his senses.
“Yes.” She replied after reprimanding herself for being too honest.
He kissed her in the lips and she responded. He was longing to do this to her for what seems like centuries ago.
His kiss was light and not demanding. He was tracing her face with his fingertips as if memorizing every curve of it. Her hands were on his chest as they continue to kiss each other.
“Tara, I want to show you something,” he said between their kisses.
“Does it have to be now?” she asked while still kissing him. Tara felt upset that he had to show her something right in the midst of their lip locking, when she is starting to love the feeling of their lips locked together.
“Yes, and I have something to tell you.” He parted from their kiss and she opened her dreamy eyes.
“OK.” she sighed. She’s troubled. She thought he desires her, but why did he opt to stop.
She saw James stood up and extended his arm reaching for her hand. She stood up and followed him.
They saw that no one was inside the house. They just assumed that everybody was at the back, playing in the pool.
He felt him guide her to go up the stairs and she trailed behind.
She was nervous. She can feel that he is taking her up into one of the rooms. She’s having mixed emotions. She wanted him so much but she remembered the rude way he has been to her for a couple times already.
She was getting scared. She knew James never had flings and now that he and Rhea broke up she was frightened as hell that he just wanted to get laid and she would be an easy conquest since he knows she wants him so DESPERATELY as he put it years back.
They reached one of the doors of the rooms upstairs and she heard him turn the knob and opened the door for her. He made her go in before him.
When she entered she was so stunned to see the bedroom full of yellow petals of different flowers. They were scattered everywhere. She looked back at James who has now entered the room. She saw him close the door.
She pushed him to the door and looked at him straight in the eye.
“What do you want from me James?!” she was starting to get mad at him.
Her head is spinning. She felt too stupid. She knows now that she was right. He was pretending all along that he was sweet and courteous and caring. And here she is caught in his trap.
She knows now that he has done all those good stuff just because of one thing. He lost his wildcat girlfriend and he expects her to replace Rhea.
“Answer me!” She demanded.
James was not able to answer her the first time she asked. He was perplexed at her reaction. She looked furious. What did I do? Isn’t it sweet that I want to ask her to be my girl friend and I had the room fixed for the effects? I was here since this morning fixing everything.
“WHAT?!” she shrieked at him again.
He got nervous. The sight of her starting to get mad and the fact that he was insecure to propose got his tongue but he still managed to tell her.
“Tara, I . . . I . . . want . . . you . . . to . . .” he was stammering. He was tensed and a bit scared she would say no, especially now that she looked so mad at him.
“I knew it!” she didn’t make him finish his sentence.
She locked the door and kissed him hard on the lips. James was so mystified about what happened. He wasn’t able to finish his question and now she is lunging at him wildly.
He responded with the same intensity as her kisses and was touching the top of her dress and exploring the skin exposed on its neck line.
Tara moved away from him and looked at him, her eyes still glaring. He was left with his back pinned at the door.
“TAKE ME!” she squealed at him and pulled her zipper down until her dress is wide open.
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.