Mr. Twang_A Fake Relationship Romance

by Kelli Callahan

  “I can’t believe Sawyer wouldn’t even consider the possibility that something real had formed here. He should be able to adapt to what his creation has become.” She squeezed my hand tight. “It’s not fair.”

  Lauren was right. It wasn’t fair. Thing had moved at a steady pace, and we were not ready to let go of what we had. I came close to taking Lauren’s virginity so many times. I thought it was going to happen after the photo shoot and I practically had her naked in my arms before she pushed me away. The constant tug of war between our desires and our emotions was threatening to tear me apart. With the albums on the horizon, the destruction was coming, and the only thing that held us together was the duet. We had tried so hard to turn it into the song that defined us, but we always stopped when we got a few good lines on paper. We both seemed to have fears that surrounded the completion of our duet because we knew what it ultimately meant.

  The moment we finish our song, we’re on the tail end of our time together, living out Sawyer’s plan as he envisioned it.

  “Do you want to work on our duet some more?” I looked over at my guitar.

  “No.” She shook her head softly and scooted up my chest. “I just want to enjoy this moment with you.”

  Lauren’s lips locked with mine and we started kissing. I felt the fire burning inside me as our lips formed a seal. Even without our bodies connecting the way that I truly desired, I still couldn’t get enough of her lips. I pushed her hand down my abdomen, praying that she would give me at least a touch while I ravaged her mouth with my tongue. I practically choked on my own breath when I felt her fingers continue moving south and start tracing the outline of my cock in my jeans. I slid a hand into her jeans, unbuttoned them, and felt the zipper groan as I moved between her thighs. She no longer hesitated when I touched her. I slid my fingers into the waistband of her panties and kept going until her clit was against my fingertip.

  “I want to make you cum.” I teased her lips with mine as I spoke.

  “It might not take long.” She moaned when my finger started to circle her clit.

  It was the first time she hadn’t hesitated and pulled away when I explored her intimate areas. I felt her hands unbuttoning my pants and I stretched out as she freed my cock from the denim prison. She started stroking it, moving up and down my shaft with an apprehensive touch as I pleasured her. It wasn’t the first time we had been in that position, but we never reached a climax. I needed to feel her body erupt underneath me, even if we weren’t having sex. Her curves reacted to my caress and when I realized she wasn’t even trying to stop me, I turned up the heat. I crushed her lips beneath mine and forced my tongue into her mouth as my finger quickly swirled around the hard knot that had formed underneath my touch.

  One day I’ll have more than a touch, but I’m not going to miss my opportunity to taste the orgasm on her lips.

  I barely felt my own pleasure as Lauren’s body writhed against me. I had dreamed of making her cum every time she was in my arms, but she always pushed me away before it got to that point. She was reacting differently than normal. Her kiss was fiercer than usual, and I could feel her heart beating against mine. I kept my finger moving in a steady motion, letting another one dip into her wetness until I felt her hymen. She moaned louder and pulled back from the kiss. Her lips trembled, and her body started to shudder. I watched her eyes close and I couldn’t be apart from her lips long enough to watch the majesty on her face. I kissed her again, moving my finger even faster while she squirmed. Her hand kept the same pace on my dick, moving down to my balls and back to my glans each time she stroked it. Her hand got faster as she got closer to an eruption of bliss.

  “I want to feel you cum.” I pulled back from her lips for a second and whispered into her ear.

  “Oh god.” She swallowed hard and moaned, but I silenced her with another kiss.

  Our bodies moved together in harmony. Her breath got trapped in her throat as she felt the pleasure accelerating towards the climax she craved. I kept kissing her with the same ferocity. The way her body reacted to my touch made my cock throb in her hand. My hips began to move erratically as I felt the pressure in my balls. I rubbed her clit until she couldn’t hold back any longer. Her lips parted from mine and her face tightened for a moment before her mouth formed a beautiful circle of pleasure. Her head fell back and then she let out a long gasp as her hips shook. Her first gasp was just the beginning. She started moaning and squirming as I felt the grandeur of bliss surge through her body. Her orgasm was truly the most beautiful sight I had ever seen. It sent me over the edge instantly. The pressure in my balls pushed into my shaft and then I turned my hips away as I began to ejaculate. Her hand kept moving up and down my shaft, getting covered in my cum as euphoria consumed me.

  “That felt so good.” She sank against me and exhaled with a long, gentle sigh.

  “Thank you for letting me watch you cum. That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.” I wrapped my arms around her gorgeous curves and held her tight.

  “I’m sorry it wasn’t more. I’m sure you’re not used to waiting this long to to be intimate with someone.” She looked up into my eyes.

  “You’re worth the wait.” I smiled and kissed her forehead.

  “I know we’ll be busy once the albums launch, but maybe we can get some time alone this weekend. We’re supposed to be working on the duet, after all.” She grinned.

  “We can do this anytime you want.” I nodded and kissed her forehead again.

  “What if I want something else?” Her emerald eyes sparkled as I pulled back.

  “Well, I’ve got two hands if you want to try out the other one.” I lifted it and wiggled my fingers.

  “No, the next time we’re together, I want this.” She slid her hand down my abdomen and wrapped her fingers around my cock.

  “Oh god.” I gasped. “Are you sure?”

  “Yes.” She nodded, and another smile spread across her face. “I’ll be ready the next time we’re alone.”

  Why does life have to be so fucking unfair? She’s finally ready and the wrecking ball of damnation is coming faster than either of us want.

  The albums came out to an eruption of fanfare. They surged through the charts faster than Sawyer expected. They were sitting side by side at number fifteen and sixteen after a couple of days. We were extremely busy and had no time to see each other at all. Sawyer sent us both out to do promotions for the album, and those trips weren’t limited to Nashville. We did some video chats when we could and just talked on the phone when we couldn’t. The only good thing about it was that we were not working on our duet, which meant we weren’t going to be forced apart quite yet. I thought about our last night together constantly, and every time I got a moment of peace, I heard her words echoing in my ears again. She was ready for things to move to the next level. We just had to find some time in our schedules that could be carved out for us.

  “Hey, man, are you finally back for a while?” Gavin sat up on the couch when I entered my apartment after two weeks away.

  “Yeah.” I sighed and slammed the door. “I’m tired as fuck, but I’m done with the first wave.”

  “Good. I’ve been working with the band Sawyer put together. He found some talented folks. We even worked on some stuff for that duet you’re going to do with Lauren.” He smiled and nodded.

  “Does it sound good?” I took a seat in the chair across from him.

  “Yeah, I think so. You just need to finish it.” He chuckled lightly as his head continued to nod.

  “Lauren will be back in a couple of days. We’ll get some time to work on it next week.” I struggled to hide a sly smile that tried to tilt the edge of my lips.

  We’ve got some other business to attend to first—before we ever touch a guitar string.

  “Are you sure you’re not really into her?” He tilted his head to the side. “There seems to be a spark there that goes beyond just helping your country music career take off.”

  “Right…”
I nodded and sighed. “Yeah, I didn’t want to tell you everything back then, and I probably shouldn’t have told you that it wasn’t real, because there’s definitely something there. It started out as a publicity stunt and then it turned into something more.”

  “Shit.” He exhaled sharply. “I was afraid of that. Look, man, I can’t have another blowup like Chicago. I got a good thing here and I would rather play drums for you than anyone, but this is dangerous territory.”

  “Lauren is nothing like Cindy.” I shook my head back and forth. “Cindy was a groupie that I tried to build a relationship with. Lauren is different. I will warn you though, we are going to split up soon—at least it will seem that way.”

  “Oh lord. What the fuck is going to happen?” He leaned back against the couch.

  I told Gavin the truth. I had kept a lot of details back when we were drinking in the studio and jamming, but I wanted him to know what he was in for. I owed him that much, especially after what happened in Chicago with Cindy. I knew Sawyer would have crucified me if he knew that I shared the details of our arrangement with anyone, but I trusted Gavin. He was one of the few people I felt like I could trust, and he was the only one that had reached out to me once I moved to Nashville. He was going to be watching from the sidelines when the meltdown Sawyer planned actually occurred. It was better than he understand there was nothing to truly fear. I still hadn’t worked all of those details out in my head, but there was no way I was letting Lauren go. I could fake it if I had to—I had done a decent job of faking our relationship before it turned into something that consumed me.

  13

  Lauren

  Accompanying Song:

  “Strawberry Wine” by Deana Carter

  The promotional blitz that Sawyer sent us on felt like torture. I was finally ready to take things to the next level with Brendan and he tore us apart. I couldn’t help but feel that it was intentional and a form of punishment because we confessed that things had escalated beyond the fake relationship he envisioned. He blamed it on the sudden success of our albums that started to rank higher than he originally anticipated. I wasn’t sure I bought his story, but we didn’t have a choice. Everything he lined up was to help us sell more albums and when we gave an indication of concern, he reminded us that it was in our contract. The distance he put between us only made me want Brendan more. My heart started to do flips in my chest when we were able to have our video chats and even hearing his voice was enough to make my smile.

  We’re finally going to get a chance to be alone. I intend to make the most of it this time, and I’m not holding anything back.

  I was ready to feel Brendan’s arms around me again, and I was ready to take things to the next level. He was going to be the man that took my virginity as soon as I got back to Nashville. We agreed to spend a quiet evening alone and have our food delivered. We were going to have to spend the evening at my apartment since his drummer, Gavin, had moved into his place. I met Gavin a couple of times at the studio and he seemed nice enough, but I didn’t want an audience when I finally got to see Brendan again. There was no way I was going to be able to keep my hands off the man I had fallen for. When he said he was on his way up, I was practically bouncing on my toes in anticipation of seeing him again.

  “Brendan!” I ran to him and wrapped my arms around his neck. “I’ve missed you so much!”

  “We talked every day!” He smiled and pulled me close. “But I’ve missed you too.”

  Brendan’s kiss was fire on my lips. His tongue quickly began to ravage my mouth with more ferocity than I had ever felt before. It was clear that his desire was as strong as mine. There was no reason to pretend like we hadn’t both been thinking about the moment since the last night we spent together. I told him I was ready, and I was. I was more than ready, I was downright ravenous. I felt fireworks going off in my head in a brilliant kaleidoscope of color as he continued to kiss me. His hands moved underneath my shirt and I started to unbutton his. After I fumbled with the first one, I simply tore the button free from his shirt and did the same to the second.

  “This is an expensive shirt!” His lips broke the seal that had formed, and he smiled.

  “We can afford a new one—besides, you said I was a bit crazy the first time we pretended to hook up.” I grabbed both sides of his shirt and splintered the buttons from the fabric all the way to his belt.

  “Even more than I expected.” His eyebrows raised, and he immediately crushed my lips beneath his again.

  We started walking towards the bedroom as the fire between our lips threatened to engulf us both in flames. I pulled his shirt free from his pants and pushed it off his shoulders. He had one solitary tattoo that I had seen before. It covered his right arm and most of his chest. My fingers traced it for a moment as his shirt hit the floor. The seal between our lips was broken again as he yanked my shirt over my head, but then his lips returned to mine. I fumbled with his belt and once it was unbuckled, I started to twist my fingers against the clasp on the front of his slacks. When they were finally unfastened, I slid my hand into his boxers and caressed his cock. I brought him to completion the last time we were together, but I needed to feel it inside me. His fingers started to unfasten my jeans and he pulled back from our kiss, gasping and panting as he looked into my eyes.

  “You don’t know how hard it has been to be apart from you.” His fingers finally pulled my jeans apart and let them slide down my hips.

  “Every second has been torture.” I squeezed his cock again. “I finally got to the point where I was ready for this and then we got pulled in different directions.”

  “You’re getting it tonight.” He pushed his hand into my panties and started to caress my pussy with his finger. “Every inch is going inside you.”

  “Oh god.” I moaned and shifted my hips against his touch.

  “I’m going to fuck you until you can’t move.” He kissed my neck, brought his lips up to my ear, and flicked his tongue against my lobe. “But first, I’m going to savor every drop of your first orgasm.”

  My panties practically melted off my body as I envisioned his delicious tongue sending me to a new world of pleasure. I fell back against the bed and he pulled my panties down my thighs. I wanted him inside me, but the thought of him devouring my pussy was too much for me to resist. He pushed my legs apart, kicked off his pants, and started kissing my inner thighs. I was so turned on I would have let him do anything to me that he wanted at that point. My pussy was wet and ready for him, practically dripping with my lust. His lips moved up my thighs until I felt the heat of his breath on my labia. He extended his tongue and plunged it into my wetness. I grabbed the back of his head and my back arched as I felt the first sensation of pleasure. It was hard to speak for a moment. The feeling was so intense that I could barely breathe.

  “I’m going to show you how much I’ve fantasized about this moment.” His tongue pushed inside me again.

  That feels so fucking good.

  His tongue pressed against my hymen several times and circled the entrance of my pussy before it moved up to my clit. His fingers pushed the hood away and then he started to flick his tongue against it. Feeling his tongue inside me was unbelievable but feeling it against the sensitive bundle of nerves was like heaven descending on my entire body. His tongue was a lot more intense than his finger and it made my endorphins surge. I held onto the back of his head and I squirmed underneath the majesty of his hunger. I felt every taste bud as he licked me and then started to swirl his tongue around the hard knot that quickly formed. He slid his finger down my labia and lightly thrust it inside me while he pleasured me with his glorious saliva-coated miracle. I thought I was going to erupt on the spot, but I wanted to enjoy it as long as possible.

  “Don’t stop.” I moaned and pushed myself against his lips, which forced his finger inside me to the point it almost shattered my hymen.

  His tongue picked up speed and the finger-thrusts got a little faster. My back arched against the bed an
d I felt pressure building up inside me. It was a lot more intense than what I had felt the last time we were together when it was just his finger bringing me to bliss. His tongue worked vigorously as he worked to bring me to the climax I craved. Even with the tension building towards the release I needed, all I could think about was his massive cock inside me. It was going to do unimaginable things to my virgin body. My mind slipped into the chaos of my building orgasm and I writhed on the mattress. His devotion to my pleasure was as erotic as the feeling of his brilliant tongue. I felt my legs start to shake as the tension soaked into my muscles. My toes curled and my hands fell against the quilt. I balled it up in my hands, rolled my head back into the mattress and gasped with all of the air in my lungs rushing across my lips.

  “I’m gonna cum!” I gasped so much that I choked on my own breath and nearly asphyxiated myself on my lust.

  His tongue never slowed down. It kept my clit humming with the ultimate form of euphoria pushing against my tense muscles. Just when I thought there was no way they could get tighter, I felt them seize one final time. My body ached for a moment and then there was a marvelous release. It felt like the weight of the world being lifted from my frame. My lips trembled and I moaned so loud I could feel it in my chest. I bounced on the bed and then pushed against him. The orgasm took every bit of ecstasy that had been building and sent it coursing through my veins like a wave of jubilation. I verbalized my exhilaration as he raptured my virgin body and sent it spiraling into the clouds. The pressure was released entirely as I climaxed. I felt my pussy spasming on his finger and then the feeling started to subside. A feeling of peace followed the tension of my first oral orgasm and my eyes slowly opened.

  “Oh my god, that was simply amazing.” A long sigh passed across my lips as they curled to a smile.

  “We’re just getting started.” He started to raise up on the mattress and my weary eyes watched as his hard cock moved towards my wetness.

  “I want it.” I shifted my hips towards his glans. “I want it all.”