Mr. Twang: A Fake Relationship Romance

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.

“You know, I’ve loved you since your birthday party.” Brendan took my hand in his. “That was the moment I knew I would fight Sawyer to my final breath for you.”

“Oh, so it was the birthday spanking that made you fall in love with me?” A slight smile formed on my tear-stained face.

“It was everything.” He squeezed my hand tight. “We’ll figure this out. I’ll do anything to keep you by my side.”

If things were that simple, we would have told Sawyer to go to hell the next day when we were sitting across from him. But we were under contract, and the terms were clearly laid out when we first signed. Breaking the terms would end both of our careers if he sued us for breaching the contract. All of our lies would be brought into the light and it would destroy what we had. I didn’t want to do that to our fans. They deserved more than an illusion and a lie, but it was what we fed them. If we pulled the wool back and they saw the truth, it would expose a side of the business that would cause irreparable harm. It wasn’t fair that we had to carry that burden, but it was what we signed up for when we first wanted to taste fame. I was torn up when we left Sawyer’s office, but the path we were on would inevitably split.

“We’ll go on Carson’s show tomorrow.” I reached over and took Brendan’s hand. “Let’s enjoy the last part of this journey together.”

“It’s not going to end there.” Brendan shook his head as we stepped out onto the sidewalk. “We’re going to let the world believe it, but we’ll always have each other.”

“I know.” I nodded as he pulled me close for a hug.

We made love when we got back to my apartment and lay together with sleep refusing to pull us away from our turmoil. We stared at each other as the hours went by. Neither of us wanted to say anything, but we felt the tug that we looming in the darkness. The next morning, we ordered breakfast, ate it, and I got dressed for the day. Brendan had to head back to his apartment to shower and get ready, but we agreed to meet outside the studio. I checked my phone for the first time since the previous night and saw that I had a missed call. I listened to the message and was surprised to find out that it was from someone at Carson’s radio station.