You Only Hear The Music When Your Heart Begins To Break

Six months go by and we both turn eighteen and graduate from school. Gerard got the top marks in his final work for art, another painting of me draped across his bed in a corset and panties with my face obscured in the darkness that surrounds my body so no one can tell its me and got accepted to art school in New York. Posing for him to paint me was nerve wracking but I'm glad I did it because it helped him get in where he really wanted to go. I never applied to go anywhere because I never thought I would get in and couldn't handle the thought of the rejection. Gerard and I have been travelling to the city frequently looking for a place to live and me looking for a job. I finally got a call back yesterday from a restaurant offering an apprenticeship for a chef. I've always loved to cook so I'm very excited to interview for it. Gerard and I are in a hotel room staying the night so I won't have to travel before the interview tomorrow so I am relaxed. Relaxed is the last thing I feel right now and I can't even lay still. Gerard takes my hand smirking and says "Something wrong baby?" I turn my head to look at him and glare. "No I'm just fine thanks" I snap sarcastically but he knows I'm just playing around. "How about we do something to take your mind off it?" He asks as he slides over me and presses his lips to mine. We kiss for a few minutes before he slides down to kneel between my legs and presses kisses up my thighs sliding down my panties before diving in without hesitation nibbling and sucking at my clit. The moan that's ripped from my lips can probably be heard in the next room but I can't bring myself to care as I clench my hands into fists around the sheets and pushing my hips towards his face. "Mmm you taste so good" he murmurs before diving back in again. I'm so close I can practically taste it and one more swipe of this tongue over my clit brings me undone, reducing me to a moaning shaking mess underneath him. Gerard sits back and smiles up at me while wiping off his face and I see the massive bulge in his pants. "Feel better now baby?" He asks and I nod before reaching for him and pulling him down over me to kiss. While we kiss I move my leg up to rub against his dick and he quickly gets the message and slides off his pants, rolling on a condom. "Tell me the safe word baby" he whispers in my ear while his thrusts are slow and gentle. We have been experimenting with our rough sex life and Gerard is worried about seriously hurting me so we agreed on an easy out if it gets too much. "Helvetica" I say back and he smiles at me before his face goes blank and his thrusts get faster. He starts off with small things, grabbing my hips really hard before grabbing my wrists and pinning them above my head, thrusting harder and faster while biting my neck but being careful not to leave marks because of tomorrow. After a few minutes he pulls out and orders me to turn over on my hands and knees. I obey and he thrusts back in again starting a quick pace which has me moaning underneath him. "Be quiet you dirty whore" he spits at me and I try but when another moan escapes my mouth he grabs a fistful of my hair and pulls my head back, leaning over me to whisper in my ear "Now you'll have to be punished" before shoving my head down, pressing by face into the bed with one hand while grabbing my wrists with his other holding them together behind my back. After a few more thrusts I hear him mutter "This won't do" to himself and he pulls out and gets off the bed. After a few seconds he comes back and I feel his belt being fastened around my wrists to hold them where he wants them, checking to see if it is too tight before harshly thrusting back in and working up a quick pace. His hand tangles in my hair as he grabs a fistful again to hold my head in place as his free hand starts to smack all over my lower back and ass. "God look at you taking it you dirty bitch, you'd let me do anything right now wouldn't you" he groans out before pulling out again and flipping me back into my back, my hands trapped underneath me. He walks his way over on his knees so he is beside my head before leaning in taking his dick in one hand and rubbing it over my face before thrusting it into my mouth. I start to suck hard wanting to please him but he pulls out again and takes his place between my legs again thrusting back in one more time while his hands reach up and wrap around my throat, restrictive but not enough to worry me or make it too hard to breathe. The slight restriction on my breathing helps push me towards another orgasm and as my vagina tightens around his dick Gerard's hands tighten and he orders me to cum. A few seconds later I feel another intense orgasm wash over me and I try my hardest to keep quiet but can't help it as a few loud moans of Gerard's name escape me. Gerard then pulls out taking off the condom and kneeling over me, stroking himself a few times before cumming all over my boobs and stomach. I lay there for a few minutes getting my breath back while Gerard leaves into the bathroom and comes back with a wet wash cloth, cleaning his cum off me before disposing of if and climbing into bed with me. "That was so hot" he whispers in my ear as he pulls me into his chest. "Are you ok?" He asks and I nod my head, words still eluding me in the post orgasm haze.
The next morning I wake up early, too nervous to sleep anymore and decide to take a hot shower to relax myself while Gerard still sleeps. After I get out I wrap a towel around myself and grab another to wipe the mirror clear. When I can see myself my eyes immediately focus on the bruises on my neck. Some are small and are clearly hickies while the other three are longer and can't be mistaken for anything other than what they are, finger marks. I smile at the memory of how they happened as I run my fingers over them before leaving the bathroom to get dressed. Once I'm dressed in long black pants and a dark blue short sleeve blouse with slightly puffed sleeves I go back into the bathroom to do my hair and makeup. I think about putting makeup over the bruises but some of them are very dark and I don't think it will work so I dig around in my makeup bag to find my moms choker. It is a wide black lace looking band with a small black pendant that drops down and rests in the hollow of your neck. When I put it on it covers the bruises and I sigh in relief. Once I'm ready for the day I go back into the room and Gerard is awake. "Baby you look amazing" he tells me and I smile and feel better about the day. I climb on the bed and straddle his lap to get a cuddle and he moves one hand up to run his finger over the choker. "This is pretty, where did you get this?" He asks and I swallow hard. "It was my moms" I tell him and he wraps his arm tighter around me offering me comfort. After a moment I look into his eyes and smile before leaning forward to get a kiss. When we break apart I glance at the clock and realise I have to leave soon. "Let me get dressed real quick and I'll walk you there baby" Gerard tells me so I climb off his lap and he gets up. On the walk to the restaurant Gerard holds my hand tight and it calms me down. When we get there we share one last hug and kiss before parting. "Baby I'm gonna go to that diner over there and I'll be right here when you come out" he tells he and I smile and nod before walking into the restaurant.
The interview goes well and the guy tells me that usually they wait and call but he wants to give me the job now. I am so excited that by the time I get to Gerard and I can't stop myself and I run to him jumping into his arms. He wraps his arms around my hips holding me up as I wrap my legs around his waist as he kisses me and says "So it went well baby?" I roll my eyes and lean in to kiss him again before getting down and taking his hand as we walk back to the hotel. "I start next week" I tell him and he tells me how proud he is of me.

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