Brendan tore a condom wrapper open and started to unroll it on his length. Once it was covered, he pushed his glans into my wetness. I felt my virgin pussy being stretched by his girth as he entered me. There was pressure when he spread my tightness around his cock, but the feeling was overwhelmed by my desire. I had wanted him so long that I didn’t care how much it hurt. He pushed until his glans was against my hymen and and I braced for the inevitable sting of my innocence being shattered so I could satisfy his needs. The barrier of my virginity held him off for a moment as he pushed against my tightness. He pulled back to the entrance of my pussy and then thrust himself inside me again. His glans collided with my hymen and he kept going. The skin stretched until it couldn’t hold him back anymore and I felt it tear. He pushed past it and I bit down on my lip to silence my reaction to the sting.
“Keep going.” I stared into his intense eyes and begged for more with a gentle purr.
“You feel so fucking good.” He pulled back and grunted as he pushed inside me again.
His enormous dick spread my pussy wide as it was stretched around his girth. The spot where my hymen had previously resided hurt as he continued to push past it, but I didn’t care. I wanted every inch of his length inside me. I wanted him to feel the same pleasure I felt when he brought me to a land of paradise I never imagined was possible. He pulled back and gave me several gentle thrusts as he went deeper. He pushed further each time he drove himself into me, and his thrusts started to pick up speed. I could see the desire etched on his face as the intensity burned in his eyes. I wanted my first time to be perfect and he was doing everything to make that dream come true. His cock went deeper and deeper with every thrust. The feeling started to give way to the same pleasure I felt from his tongue and I started to moan as he penetrated me.
“The anticipation and teasing nearly killed me, but this was worth it.” His head rolled back and he groaned.
Brendan kept working his dick inside me until he was almost buried in my pussy. He started to thrust even faster and the pleasure inside me got more intense. It felt really good when he went deep and I realized he was stimulating my g-spot. After I felt his cock against it several times, the pressure began to build like it had when his tongue was against my clit. I moaned as he continued to fuck me and after a few more thrusts, his abdomen rested against my pelvis. He leaned forward and kissed my neck, leaving his dick buried inside me so that I could adjust to his girth. His thrusts started again and the euphoria rushed through my veins. His hands squeezed my breasts while his lips continued to tease my neck. I felt his cock throbbing inside me, begging for the same release he gave me.
“You can go faster if you want, it feels really good.” I moaned into his ear.
“With pleasure.” He leaned back and nodded.
He didn’t just get faster, his thrusts also started to get harder. It took me a moment to adjust to full-blown fury of his desires, but the euphoria quickly returned. The bed shifted and bounced underneath us. The mattress slid against the headboard and the headboard slammed into the wall. His abdominal muscles flexed each time one of his hard thrusts went deep inside me. I traced his muscles and dug my nails into his back, keeping him close against me as his thrusts turned into thunder between my legs. The pressure inside me built up to the point that I could barely stand it. My body was begging for another release. He hammered his cock into me so fast that I could hardly breathe. I teetered on the edge of an orgasm for what felt like an eternity before I started tumbling towards bliss.
“I’m gonna cum again!” I squealed and dug my nails into his flesh with a tighter grip.
“Me too!” He grunted and growled with his lust reaching the point of no return.
His dick throbbed inside me and then the glans started to pulsate. My pleasure rushed through my veins and soaked me in the nirvana of the moment. I felt his thrusts get erratic and then there was a volcanic eruption side me. I could feel the warmness of his cum as it filled the condom. He kept driving himself inside me, forcing himself into my tightness as my pussy spasmed on his length. My orgasm made every muscle in my body shake while he ejaculated inside me. My spasms milked his lust until all of his seed had been drained from his shaft. His thrusts slowed to a gentle pace and the afterglow of my orgasm made me relax. When his thrusts finally stopped, he collapsed on the bed beside me. His powerful arms wrapped around my body and pulled me close.
“There’s no way I can give you up. I don’t care what Sawyer says.” He leaned forward and kissed my forehead. “We will find a way to make this work.”
“I would do anything to stay right here in your arms for the rest of my life.” I move closed to his chest. “This is where I want to be.”
We both knew that our thoughts were getting tangled up in a moment of bliss, but I meant every words I said. I came to Nashville to chase a neon dream and a music career, but I had found something much more important. The man in the Stetson hat might have been a wet dream when I met him and done everything to push me away when we were forced together, but I couldn’t imagine life without him. The time we spent apart made me ache for his touch. We had a stolen moment, but even if we found a way to overcome Sawyer’s plan, we were scheduled to go in opposite directions when we went on tour. We would be apart for months and I wasn’t sure I was ready for that.
Maybe the duet can save what we’ve built. If we put our heart and soul into it, we can show the world that we’re better together than apart. A love story that stands the test of time has to be better than another celebrity breakup…
14
Brendan
Accompanying Song:
“Firecracker” by Josh Turner
I woke up with a smile on my face after spending all night with Lauren in my arms. I watched her sleep for almost an hour. I wanted to see her beautiful emerald eyes in the morning light, but I also just wanted to listen to her gentle breathing for eternity. It was easy to forget the rest of the world when I was there. I couldn’t remember ever feeling that kind of peace before in my life. I was where I wanted to be—where I belonged. I just had to find a way to make it permanent. When her eyes finally opened, I lightly kissed her forehead and held her close. We didn’t say anything for a while. We stayed tangled in our embrace with an occasional smile shared. Words weren’t necessary to convey how we felt. We both knew how incredible the previous night had been. She had given herself to me and it was a memory we should share forever.
“Do you want some breakfast?” I finally broke our silence when I felt a tightness in my stomach and remembered we never actually ate the night before.
“I need some coffee.” She smiled and nodded lightly. “I don’t really have anything to eat here. I tossed almost everything in my fridge before I left to do our promotional blitz.”
“That’s okay.” I sat up and reached for my pants. “I’ll order something.”
I ordered a huge breakfast from one of the restaurants and had it delivered while Lauren made coffee. When the food arrived, we quickly devoured it. I felt some of my energy returning after the coffee and breakfast mixed together in my stomach. We shared a kiss at the table before she got up and walked into the living room. I followed behind her and watched as she reached for her guitar. The faint illumination of morning wrapped around her like a halo of transcendence. She looked like an angel that had stumbled to earth and gotten lost in the brilliance. She caught me staring and tilted her head to the side with a perplexed look on her face.
“What’s wrong?” She walked towards the couch as she glanced over her shoulder at me.
“I just can’t get over how beautiful you are.” I walked to the couch and sat down next to her.
“You got what you want. You don’t have to keep complimenting me.” She giggled and let her guitar rest on her lap.
“I mean it.” I nodded. “I missed you every day we were apart.”
“I missed you too.” Her smile got wider and the corner of her lips moved closer to her ears. “Let’s wo
rk on the duet.”
“Okay.” I leaned back against the couch.
She seemed to have a new determination when it came to the duet. We lazily worked on it in the days before we were sent in opposite directions following the release of our albums. We really hadn’t made much progress. The closeness we shared the previous night seemed to have unlocked a new layer of creativity in us both. We passed the guitar back and forth, belted out a few lines, made a lot of corrections, and quickly jotted down the finished product. After a few hours, it wasn’t perfect, but we had a decent first draft. We sang it together for the first time, stumbling over a few lines and generally sounding horrible. Our voices hadn’t found the right harmony yet, but we were getting there.
“You sound so much like the girl from the Shattered Heart video when you sing your part.” I put the guitar down on the coffee table and looked over at her. “I thought we were going to try and make it a little more upbeat.”
“I don’t know.” She sighed and shook her head. “It felt like that was the right tone when we were falling in love, but now I feel like it needs to have a somber undertone. I want people to hear how much we mean to each other when we sing it.”
“You mean Sawyer?” I tilted my head to the side.
“Him most of all.” She nodded. “I want him to see how much better we are together than apart.”
“That’s just not what he believes in. I’ve seen the figures. Sadness sells country music. I mean, what’s the joke about playing a country music song backwards?” I squeezed her her hand and chuckled.
“Ah yes.” She nodded. “If you play a country music song backwards, you get back your wife, your dog and your truck.”
“I wish it was different.” I exhaled sharply. “But at the end of the day—fuck it. We’ll break up if that is what Sawyer wants, but it’ll be as fake as our relationship was when this whole thing started.”
“It won’t be easy, though.” She looked down at our joined hands. “We’ll be sneaking around and if there’s one mistake, it’ll mess everything up. People recognize us now. We don’t need paparazzi to have cameras aimed in our direction anymore.”
“Yeah, but you pretended to love me once. Now you get to pretend to hate me.” I shrugged and chuckled.
“I’m sure I can remember how to do that.” She narrowed her eyes at me and giggled for a moment, but then the somber look returned. “How are we going to survive our tours? We’re going to be apart for so long.”
“Well, we can start by not wasting a single moment of our time together.” I slid closer and pulled her in for a kiss.
Our lips formed a seal instantly. The heat between us was off the charts. I pulled at her clothes as she pulled at mine. My cock quickly swelled in my pants even before they came off and I became fully engorged with my desire. I kissed my way down her abdomen and started to flick my tongue against her clit. She writhed in pleasure. Feeling her climax on my tongue the previous night had been a wonderful experience. I loved the way she tasted and watching her pleasure unfold was a absolutely amazing. I was ready to see it again and when she started to moan, I felt my cock throbbing even harder. My tongue moved down to the entrance of her pussy and then back up to her clit with one quick rotation.
“I want to do this to you.” She ran her fingers through my hair. “Your lips got to have all the fun last night.”
“You’ll get no argument from me.” I looked up at her and grinned.
I stretched out on the couch and she shifted so that she was on top of me. I positioned her knees next to my shoulders and flicked her clit with my tongue while she stroked my cock with her hand. Her tender lips began to kiss along the shaft and I felt her tongue against it for the first time. I would have happily taken care of her without the favor being returned, but I had craved having her lips exactly where they were long before our first kiss. She took it slow, but it felt incredible. She kissed her way up to the glans, rolled her tongue around it, and then slowly parted her lips. I gasped when I felt my cock entering her mouth. It was wet, warm, and made my cock throb so hard I thought I was going to explode before she ever made it down my shaft.
“I like this position.” I squeezed her ass and gave it a light smack. “We can pretend like it’s your birthday.”
“Hey none of that.” She wiggled her ass at me. “If you’re going to spank me, make me feel it.”
“Oh yeah, you’re in trouble now.” I gave her a harder smack.
“Maybe I like being in trouble.” She giggled and licked my cock with her tongue.
I alternated between licking her clit, plunging my tongue inside her pussy, and spanking her ass. I heard her moan constantly as she felt all three forms of pleasure. Her excitement was clear as she started eagerly pulling my dick deep into her mouth. It was quickly coated with her saliva and she got a good rhythm going. Her hands rested on my thighs, occasionally moving between my legs to caress my balls with the tips of her fingernails. She struggled once my cock was deep in her throat, but she kept going until the barrier that prevented her from taking the last of it gave way. I had to stop licking her for a moment as I enjoyed the feeling of her taking my dick from the tip of her tongue to the back of her throat in one quick motion. She swallowed every inch, letting her lips rest against my pelvis each time she descended on my shaft.
“God damn that feels incredible.” I gave her a hard smack on her ass while I was deep in her throat and felt her moan vibrate against my glans.
Our bodies were trapped in ecstasy, and they stayed there for a long time. There was no reason to rush it. We were just enjoying the moment as it unfolded. I was able to ravage her pussy with my tongue since I didn’t have to worry about her hymen, and her lust covered my lips as I plunged my tongue deep inside her. My cock throbbed and pulsated in her throat. The pressure in my balls was so tight that it felt like they were going to erupt, but I didn’t want the moment to end. I focused on her pleasure until I felt her start to squirm against my tongue. She was close and her moans got louder. I held her in place, circling her tight bundle of her nerves as she writhed. She was temporarily forced to stop what she was doing to me as the intensity got fierce. When her hips started to shake, I pushed my tongue inside her to feel the spasms of her orgasm on my tongue.
“Oh fuck, I’m cumming!” She let out a loud moan and exhaled hard.
Her body soaked in the pleasure until the last spasm was gone. Once she was finished, she immediately took my cock back into her mouth. There was a new ferocity and determination in her motions as she worked to give me the release I craved. I slowly circled her clit again as euphoria consumed me. I got closer each time she descended down my length and when there was no way to hold back, I lifted my hips off the couch. She took me deep in her throat, formed a seal around the back of my dick, and massaged me with her tongue. I erupted like a cannon, sending my cum deep into her throat. She swallowed as fast she could, choking on the built up lust that tried to drown her enthusiasm. When the last drop was done, my body went weak and I sank back into the couch cushions.
“There’s no way that was your first time.” I exhaled sharply. “That was the best blowjob I’ve ever had.”
“I guess I learn quick.” She giggled and shifted so that she was able to rest her head on my chest.
“Can we just pretend the outside world doesn’t exist today? I just want to stay here with you in my arms until the sun goes down.” I leaned forward and kissed her forehead.
“I think we deserve a day off, especially after everything we’ve done to promote our albums.” She nodded lightly.
“Me too.” I squeezed her tighter and felt my eyelids closing as the afterglow consumed me.
I don’t want any piece of what is waiting on us out there. I just want this to last forever.
15
Lauren
Accompanying Song:
“When You Say Nothing at All” by Alison Krauss
The passion I shared with Brendan was undeniable. Our bodies had come
together as one and nothing could pull them apart. We spent all day in the studio, working on the duet, and when night came, we were locked in a lover’s embrace. Sawyer came by the studio a few times, but he let us work. He arranged a couple of promotional dates for our albums, and we were surprised to find that they were in the same location. The lines of fans often stretched around the building before the doors ever opened. My bank account started to grow and I was able to send money back home so that my parents weren’t struggling. I got a better apartment, a new car, and after a couple of months went by, I was living the ultimate country music dream.
“I think we’re done.” I sat back on my stool in the recording studio and put my guitar on the stand beside me.
“We’re just singing the same thing over and over at this point. I don’t think it’s going to be any better than it is right now.” Brendan nodded and looked over to the door as Sawyer pushed it open.
“Absolutely amazing.” A smile spread across Sawyer’s face. “I’ll have the audio engineer get the band’s part mixed in and then we’ll be ready to release it.”
“We promised Carson Jones the first sample.” Brendan looked over at me.
“Yeah.” I nodded and turned towards Sawyer. “Can you book us on the show?”
“I’m sure he’ll rearrange his schedule.” Sawyer nodded quickly. “Why don’t you stop by my office tomorrow and we’ll discuss the next step of your journey.”
“Wait.” Brendan stood up on and shook his head. “It’s too early for that. We need to get some traction with the duet first.”
“I want to at least put together a road map. We need to make sure this is done right.” Sawyer shrugged. “We all knew this was coming, regardless of what you two may have right now. This was always the endgame.”
I was numb for a moment, but the tears were coming. Brendan took me in his arms and led me out of the studio before the waterworks could overpower me. We went back to my apartment and I let all of my emotions go. I knew the end of the relationship in the media wasn’t the real end, but it still hurt. I didn’t want to be pulled away from him. I didn’t want to have to sneak around and pretend that I was heartbroken while the fire burned out of control inside me. I wanted to sing beautiful happy songs about the discovery of love instead of the sad and angry ones Sawyer wanted following the breakup. We made the duet mix the best of our two styles, but it was weaved into the first blossom of love. It just wasn’t fair.
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