Mr. Twang_A Fake Relationship Romance Page 6

  “How long will we stay together after the albums are released?” I looked towards Lauren and then back to Sawyer.

  “I was planning an epic breakup a couple of weeks after they launched, but this duet may change the plans a little bit. I think we need to milk it, get it released, and then we can figure out what is going to split you two up.” Sawyer nodded. “I’m thinking another woman should do the trick.”

  “So we’re going to pretend that I’m cheating on her?” I raised my eyebrows in surprise. “Don’t you think that will make people hate me?”

  “Nah, we’ll come up with a good story. The relationship has been on the rocks for a while, it’s a misunderstanding, she’s just a friend, etcetera. This is the real world. Shit happens, you know? People drift apart and then they hate each other and the world wants to know why. We’ll tell that story in the songs—that’s how we’ll sell your second album.” Sawyer nodded again.

  “Yeah, I guess that makes sense.” I took a drink of my beer and felt my stomach tightening into a knot.

  We’ve already put all of this in motion. Regardless of how I feel about Lauren now, I knew it was going to come to an end. Why does this have to be so fucking complicated?

  Lauren and I staged a few kisses for the cameras. It was the first time we had done that. We had held hands in public and I had planted a few on her forehead, but we never took it further than that. When the night was over and I led her towards the door, there was a look of concern on Sawyer’s face. I started to worry that we had went too far and he would see that we were no longer just playing the roles he designed, but I didn’t really care. We could figure out how it all had to unfold when the time was right, but I wasn’t going to waste the precious moments we had together until that point.

  “Did Sawyer talk to you?” Lauren held my hand as we waited for the elevator.

  “Yeah—you?” I turned towards her.

  “He reminded me that this is going to end soon.” She squeezed my hand and sighed.

  “Yeah, he did the same to me.” I nodded and exhaled sharply.

  “This is ultimately up to us, right? I mean, Sawyer is just giving us advice. If we decide that we don’t want to follow it, we can make that choice.” She looked over at me as we walked into the elevator.

  “We’ll make the choice that makes the most sense. We have to finish our duet before anything can happen, anyway.” I shrugged and hit the button to take us to the lobby.

  “My buzz wore off a long time ago. I’ve still got those Hard Lemonades in my fridge. Want to finish them off and try to get another verse down?” She squeezed my hand and smiled as the elevator started descending through the levels.

  “If we go back to your place, I’m pretty sure I won’t be able to work on the song, especially after staring at you in that dress all night.” I looked over at her.

  “Well, it’s not midnight yet.” She looked at her watch. “Maybe I’ll take it off and let you give me another spanking before my birthday is officially over.”

  “We better hurry.” I tilted my wrist to look at my watch and smiled.

  I grabbed Lauren in an embrace and kissed her the second we got back to her apartment. She felt amazing in my arms. I didn’t want to let her go. I wanted to do a lot more than kiss her, but I didn’t want to push her into something she wasn’t ready for. I was living in the moment and enjoying every second of it, even with Sawyer’s warning hanging over my head like a neon sign that threatened everything. I reached around to her back and started pulling on the zipper. I waited after it came down a few inches to see if she was going to stop me, but when I felt her kiss get fiercer, I continued moving the zipper down her back. My lips drifted to her neck and then up to her ears as I pushed the dress off her shoulders and let it fall down her curves.

  “God, I want you so bad.” I put one hand on her right breast and squeezed it while my other hand drifted down to her panties.

  “There’s a part of me that wants it too, but I’m just not ready.” She leaned back and looked into my eyes. “It’s almost midnight, though.”

  “That it is.” I nodded. “I guess I better get you over my knee before then.”

  Lauren didn’t fight me like she did the first time. She willingly climbed across my knee and wiggled her ass once she was in place. It was hard to hold back. She was driving me absolutely wild. I had never been in a situation like that with a woman before that didn’t end in sex. My cock was pressed against my pants so tight that it threatened to tear the fabric apart. I took a deep breath and shifted, letting my hand run along her exposed thighs until I reached her panties. The first time had been a quick spanking, but I wanted to savor the moment as long as I could. I saw goosebumps appearing along her legs as she felt my touch. The only thing separating me from what I wanted was a very thin pair of satin panties. They were not translucent enough for me to see the prize underneath, but I could see a faint outline of her pussy when she moved. The desire was so strong it crushed my thoughts.

  “One.” I raised my hand and brought it down in the center of her ass.

  “Ow!” She looked over her shoulder at me. “That was harder than what you did earlier!”

  “Just making sure you’re still awake. It’s way past your bedtime.” I let my hand linger for a moment and grazed her thighs with the tips of my fingers.

  “I’m definitely awake!” She grinned and wiggled her ass.

  “Two.” I brought my hand down in the same spot as before.

  “Ouch! Jeez, that really stings without my jeans on!” She arched her back and bounced on my knee.

  “Do you want me to stop?” I grazed her thighs again with my fingers.

  “No.” She shook her head back and forth. “I wasn’t complaining…”

  “Maybe you want me to pull these down, too?” I pushed my finger into the waistband of her panties.

  “Oh god…” She squirmed on my knee and exhaled sharply.

  “Was that an objection?” I slid them down so that I could see the crack that separated her cheeks.

  “No.” She looked over her shoulder and and bit her lip.

  I slid Lauren’s panties down her hips, slowly savoring every second. Her ass was gorgeous and when I saw the fabric pull away from her pussy, my heart tried to do a somersault in my chest. There was a light stain on the gusset of her panties where her lust had already started to resonate between her thighs. She couldn’t hide that, even if she wasn’t ready for me to take her virgin pussy. I was going to do it at some point. We might have a lot of foreplay in the interim, but at some point, the delicious treat would be mine. The fact she had trusted me to pull her panties down in the first place was a good sign of things to come, but I could wait until the time was right, even if I didn’t think I would going to be able to control the beast in my trousers for much longer.

  “One.” I brought my hand down on her exposed ass.

  “Wait, what? No, we were on three!” She looked over her shoulder at me.

  “We’re starting over now that your panties are down.” I chuckled and brought my hand down again. “Two!”

  “Ow! At least go easy on me!” She wiggled her ass as she spoke.

  “Nah, you like it just the way it is.” I smacked her a third time, making it sting a little more. “Three.”

  “You’re so mean to me.” She bit down on her lip.

  “Mean? No, this is mean.” I lifted my hand and started bringing it down in quick succession, bouncing from one side of her beautiful ass the other. “Four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten.”

  “Ouch!” She bounced on my knees and her hips grazed my cock as she did. “Okay, so you weren’t being mean before!”

  “Eleven.” I gave her a hard smack in the middle of her ass.

  “I get the feeling you’ve done this to other girls.” Her ass bounced for a moment as she spoke.

  “Yep.” I lifted my hand and brought it down a little harder. “I did it to this virgin earlier today that wouldn’t even take o
ff her jeans. Twelve.”

  “She was smart!” Lauren squealed and squirmed on my knee.

  “Thirteen.” I brought my hand down again and then decided to give her a few more that she wasn’t quite ready for. “Fourteen, fifteen, sixteen.”

  “Hey! Ow!” She squirmed a little more.

  “Seventeen.” I lifted my hand and brought it down immediately.

  “Ah, okay, that’s really starting to sting.” She looked back at me and grimaced.

  “You’re the one that asked for a spanking.” I lifted my hand and brought it down in the same spot that the previous one landed. “Eighteen.”

  “Hey, maybe I lied about my age!” She looked over her shoulder again. “I’m only eighteen. You can stop now.”

  “Wow.” I smirked and chuckled. “That puts me in an interesting predicament.”

  “Huh? How so?” She giggled. “You can’t keep spanking me if you’ve already given me one for each year.”

  “Well, one to grow on.” I smirked again and gave her a harder one in the center of her ass.

  “Ouch! Okay, all done.” She tried to stand, but I pulled her back across my lap.

  “Where do you think you’re going?” I chuckled and let my fingers graze her ass, which had turned a light shade of pink from her birthday spanking.

  “My birthday spanking is over. I even got one to grow on!” She nodded and looked over her shoulder with a grin on her face.

  “Yes, but now I have to figure out if I’m going to spank you for lying or underage drinking.” I tapped my finger against my chin. “Either way, you’re going to be across my knee for a while.”

  “No, no!” She shook her head quickly. “I’m sorry, I’m twenty-one. Go ahead and give me the last few.”

  “Well how do I know you’re telling me the truth now?” I narrowed my eyes at her. “I think I’m going to give you a real spanking either way, just to be sure.”

  “Come on, my ass already hurts!” She squirmed on my knee.

  “Fine, I guess I’ll trust you.” I lifted my hand and started spanking her again. “Nineteen, twenty, twenty-one—and another one to grow on, since the last one didn’t count.”

  “Ouch! That’s not fair.” She wiggled her ass and squirmed.

  “Fine, another one.” I brought my hand down again.

  “Okay! It was fair!” She struggled and I let her go as she stood and quickly pulled up her panties.

  I pulled Lauren back into my lap and we kissed until well past midnight. She might have provided some slight objections in the beginning, but I could tell she really enjoyed every second across my knee. She was going to be a lot of fun once I finally got to take her virginity. She was pure, innocent, and appeared to be willing to try anything. When we finally parted, I could hardly walk to my car with my cock still screaming out for attention. If it was anyone but her, I would have been furious to get so turned on without a release. I liked her though, and I was willing to let things develop naturally at her pace until she was ready for it to go to the next level. I couldn’t imagine her being able to hold out much longer, especially with how wet she was before I was done with her birthday spanking.

  Fuck, I need a release. There’s no way I can go to bed with this raging desire in my balls.

  My nights alone usually ended with some porn and a quick eruption when things got good on the screen, but I didn’t need it with Lauren so fresh on my mind. She was all I thought about when I got home and undressed. I stretched out on the bed and took my cock in my hand, rapidly pumping it as I imagined her virgin pussy stretched around my girth. I wanted her more than I had ever wanted a woman before. I regretted the way I had treated her in the beginning, because we had wasted so much time when we could have been well past the point of simply exchanging our breath between kisses. It didn’t take long for the pressure in my balls to reach the point of no return, and I erupted like a cannon when cum finally spewed from my glans. It was only a temporary respite. My desire for her was too strong for masturbation to take the place of what I truly craved.

  10

  Brendan

  Accompanying Song:

  “5-1-5-0” by Dierks Bentley

  I climaxed with Lauren’s curves fresh on my brain. I dreamed about her until I woke up in a sweat with my cock hard again. I tossed and turned until I had no choice but to release the tension again. When morning came, I felt like I hadn’t slept a wink. I washed off the lust that stained me from the night before with a shower, changed my sheets, and strummed my guitar aimlessly as I thought about her. I wasn’t sure what the right protocol was for proper dating. My previous relationships had started with a bang and we usually woke up together until the second bang blew the entire thing to pieces. It had been that way with my last relationship in Chicago, which lasted longer than any of the ones before it. Before I could get too tangled up my thoughts, there was a knock at my door.

  Maybe that’s the answer right there. I wonder if her night was anything like mine. Damn it, just thinking about her pleasuring herself is getting me hard again.

  I anticipated seeing Lauren’s face on the other side of the peephole as I approached the door. I didn’t really know anyone else in Nashville that would just show up at my apartment. If Sawyer needed me for something, he would have called and asked me to come by his office. I adjusted my clothes, stretched my pants around my rapidly forming erection, and checked my hair in the mirror before walking to the door. I had a smile on my face when I leaned forward to look in the peephole, but it wasn’t her face on the other side. It was a man a couple of years older than me named Gavin that played drums for my band in Chicago. I unlocked the door and pulled it open with a look of shock clearly etched on my face.

  “Gavin? What are you doing here?” I tilted my head to the side.

  “Brendan!” He stretched out his arms. “What’s up, bro? Fuck, man, when did you start talking like a hick?”

  “Hey, man. Oh yeah, it’s hard to turn it off once you start talking like this.” I gave him a quick man-hug and stepped back from the door so he could enter. “Is everything okay?”

  “Yeah, everything is great!” He nodded enthusiastically when he walked into my apartment. “You said I could come visit anytime, right?”

  “Oh, right. Yeah.” I shook my head in agreement when I remembered our last conversation before I left.

  “Plus, I saw this.” He pulled out his cell phone and slid his finger across the screen. “Brendan Tanner needs a drummer for his tour.”

  “Wait, what?” I took the phone and read what was on the screen. “Oh shit, I guess Sawyer must have posted this. Yeah, it’s his logo on the bottom.”

  “I’m glad to see that you’re a bit surprised, because if you needed a drummer, I would have expected you to call me first.” He chuckled and took his phone back.

  “Well, yeah. I mean, we’ve just been using a house band to get the tracks down for the album. I don’t even know who they are. I just do a little work with my guitar and provide the vocals. Shit, I didn’t even think about a tour.” I blinked a few times in surprise. “But, yeah, I’ll need a drummer if I’m going on the road.”

  “Are you getting a solo tour for your first album? That’s freaking fantastic.” Gavin smiled and nodded.

  “I don’t know. I’ll need a band either way, but I haven’t exactly talked about that with Sawyer. I thought we were going to work on the second album before we did a tour.” I shrugged and sighed. “Maybe things changed.”

  “Either way, here I am.” He threw his arms out and made some drum motions in the air.

  “Fuck, do you think you can play country music?” I tilted my head to the side.

  “Those beats? Hell yeah, man. After sitting behind the drums playing rock music for all these years, this will be like a vacation.” He nodded enthusiastically. “It might save some wear and tear on my ears, too.”

  “I don’t know. Some of the songs we’re working on have thump. Man, it’s good to see you. Let me grab us
some beers.” I walked towards the kitchen.

  “Drinking at ten in the morning. That’s what I’m talking about.” Gavin chuckled as I walked back in and handed him a beer.

  “Well, that’s the one thing country stars and rock stars have in common.” I laughed and tipped back the bottle after tapping the top of his. “How are things in Chicago? I guess you haven’t found another band if you’re showing up here looking for work.”

  “Things have been steady. I’m getting paid, but I’d like something more permanent. Plus, you’re doing well in Nashville, so I thought I would see if I could get in on this. I don’t follow country music, but you’ve got a song that’s in the top twenty?” He sat down on the couch and looked up at me.

  “Yeah, Barstools at Midnight. I didn’t write it, but it’s doing well. The album will be out soon—same name.” I nodded and sat down.

  “Awesome. Well, are you writing anything right now? Got something we could work on together?” He sipped his beer.

  “I’ve got a few things cooking, but we’ll probably need to work on songs from the current album first. Hell, if you’re not doing anything today, we could head to the studio.” I tilted my beer and guzzled enough to fill my mouth.

  “I’m here to work. Well, work and drink. Maybe meet some nice girls from Tennessee that want some northern flair. Do I have to learn to talk like that to get laid?” His face twisted to a concerned scowl.

  “Nah, it’s just part of my illusion. Let’s finish these beers and we’ll head downtown.” I tipped my beer again.

  Gavin and I caught up over our beer and he told me about the bands he was working with. He left out all mention of my previous bass player and the girl that fucked up my world. I was glad he didn’t tell me anything about them, because I would have probably just started revisiting shit I was ready to totally forget. I called Sawyer to let him know I found a drummer. I also gave him a half-hearted scolding for not letting me know that I was looking for a band. He apologized and said he was just trying to get things in place before the album launched. After the conversation, Gavin and I headed to the studio. There was a drum set already in place in the soundproof room and since we didn’t have an audio engineer to keep us on track, we just goofed off and jammed for a couple of hours.