HIS COMPULSION

Fingers on Strings

I came back from school with a wielded mind to get even. My phone was buzzing with text messages and calls from Jake but I was not in the mode to talk to anyone. Bay stood and watched me bullied by his circle without standing to my defense, and Claire ridiculed me in front of many student. Too much trouble for one day. I didn’t want anyone adding to my it.

I made my way to the basement to look for my mum’s old guitar. I haven’t stringed in a long time, and I do not have much time to practice. Tomorrow, is either I get a standing ovation or get booed. I was prepared for either of them. I didn’t want Claire thinking that her threats was the reason I withdrew from the audition. I had to go, no matter what.

It took a few try for me to open the basement door, it rusted hinged screeching with every shove. I can’t remember when last anyone entered the basement. Some of my mum’s things were there. Cobwebs tickled my face as I approached the shelf, dodging piles of boxes on the floor. I found the old acoustic leaning against the wall. I picked it up and strummed, tucking in a deep breath.

Memories of my mum strumming the chords by my bedside as she sings me to sleep clouded my mind. We didn’t have much time together. I didn’t get to know her better but with the little I remembered, she did love me. A lot!

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I curled up on my bed trying to remember the keys. I kept tossing papers upon papers of jotted down wrong toning into the trash can. It was exhausting trying not to think that I might not really be up for the challenge.

A tell-tale knock rattled against my bedroom window. I could not envisage why a sensible human would leave the door to knock on my window. I was definitely not Emily because she comes in straight through the front door. I got up, prepared to give the dumbass a piece of my mind… and there it was… that nerve wrecking grin again. The one I’d been trying to stay away from. I was so surprised. He was the last person I expected to see in my house. I pushed the window open and he climbed through…

“what are you doing here?”

“Aren’t you happy to see me? Well I came because you weren’t in the Ranch”… Bay said as his eyes wandered across my room

“does that mean you care?”

He let out a demonic chuckle and plopped on my bed.

“I don’t give a f**k about you Hailey”

“ so, if you don’t give a f**k, why then are you here. You should go back to your girlfriend then”…

“you are jealous… “ he scuffed

“you wish!” I said, snaking my hand around my chest.

“you’ve always been jealous of her. I see the way you look at me Hailey… with so much longing in your eyes. You like the way I f**k you, don’t you?"

He clamped his hand around my waist and pressed me against his body. My body vibrated and I gasped.

“you see that? I love the way you react to me” he said wetting his lips with the tip of his tongue.

Bay pulled me into his lap and cupped the back of my neck. His mouth took ruthless possession of mine. He crawl his hand under my dress and started squeezing and twitching my n*****s. I shuddered at every twitch.

He flipped me on top the bed, hovering over me as he kissed me more fiercely. He slide his hand between my legs and groaned into my mouth as he rubbed my clit.

“all this wetness for me?... God! I love it” he said as he bite on my lower lip. As he rubbed on my clit I bucked up. Every inch of me begging and screaming for more.

“beg me Hailey… beg me to f**k you hard”

His words ripped a moan from my chest… He started throbbing my p***y fast and I could not take it anymore. I wanted him so badly. I wanted his c**k ripping my center apart.

“beg me Hailey” his voice deep and hoarse

“please, God, yes!

He got up and slowly started sliding each item of his clothes off his shoulders, his eyes never leaving mine. He crashed on top of me, and shuddered over my lips as his length find my center. He pumped into me gently, then faster and harder. I was too wet, so wet that my p***y make a muack sound as he thrust.

I could barely keep up as the pressure build inside of me. I could feel it building tighter and tighter, threatening to break. I cried out as every nerve in my body broke. He rammed into me deeper one last time and crashed on me clutched himself tighter to my chest.

He pushed up and ran his eyes all over me.

“seeing you beneath me this way, moaning at my touch… it makes want to never stop f*****g you”…

I narrowed my eyes at him, reminiscing on how he didn’t save me when I was getting bullied. I could really hate him for that but I didn’t.

He knelt down on the ground and spread out my legs… my p***y was dripping from both my wetness and his c*m. He cupped my butt and dragged to position me at the edge of the bed. His eyes drowning at my center.

“I made a mess. I should clean you up”

he buried his face between my legs, dipping his tongue and twirling it to drain every wetness. He looked up at and gave me a savoring grin.

“You taste so good, Hailey. I could eat you out all day”

He dived his face again and throb my clit with his tongue before suckling and munching on it satisfyingly. My body ached against his face as my pleasure crested to a sharp point.

We laid back on the bed. Silence settled in the room. I wanted to talk, to ask him what this mean for the both of us but the word caught in my throat. He sprawled from the bed and started sliding his cloths on.

“Do I really mean anything to you” I managed to voice out. My voice a bit raspy.

“I told you earlier that I do not give a f**k about you. Don’t dream it, don’t even think about it… I would never leave Claire for you”…

I watched him swiftly jump out the window, that high without a fall or a leg spring. My heart started to ache. Tears blurred my vision. I flinched at the sound of a knock on the front door. I quickly raked my hand over my face to clean my tears.

I looked over to where I kept my acoustic, I picked it up and landed a soft kiss on the strings…I headed downstairs full of a feeling that my whole life is about to be different.

I headed to the door, and when I opened it… Jake Schuyler was standing right in front me…