Chasing Lyrics (Music & Lyrics #1)

by Debbie Dickerson

  You have it all, with you, I am whole

  Take me now, hold me forever

  Kiss me always, release me never.

  Feeling lost and found all at the same time

  Coming and going, learning how to shine.

  In front of me always but just out of reach

  Together we learn, each other we teach.

  Chorus –

  Take my heart, my body, and soul

  You have it all, with you, I am whole

  Take me now, hold me forever

  Kiss me always, release me never.♫

  Lyrics says to me, “Holy shit, Tan, we need to get that on stage like now!”

  I tell her, “I wish I was going home with you. I really don’t want to be here when you leave.”

  She tackles me backwards and says, “I still have seven more days here. Let’s just enjoy them. We can whine when I’m gone.”

  I flip her over and say, “Who’s whining? You are gonna be the one whining in a minute.”

  She laughs, “Sure! Why would I whine?” I pin her down and start to tickle her. Lyrics squeals, “Okay, okay. Stop!”

  I say, “Who’s the whiner?” She tries to flip me over and doesn’t budge me at all. I repeat as I am tickling her more, “Say it. Tell me who the whiner is!”

  She says, “I am the whiner!” I let her up and she screams, “Just kidding, it’s you! Tanner is the whiner!”

  I smirk at her as she runs past me. “We’ll see!” She peaks her head into the doorway and raises her eyebrows. I look at the clock and say, “Two hours until your birthday! Thirty years old. My Dylan is turning thirty!”

  She rolls her eyes and says sarcastically, “Woo hoo, I am old now!”

  I grab her and tell her, “You are beautiful, talented, smart, funny, sexy as hell, and mine! Old? No way, that would make me old too, and I am not old! I already told Chip that I could only shoot for a few hours. You and I have a big date planned!”

  Lyrics looks at me with tired eyes and asks, “What should I wear?”

  I smile and say, “We will discover that on our shopping spree.”

  She laughs and says, “Holy shit, you are coming shopping with me?”

  I place my hands on her face and say, “Babe, look what happened when I let you out on your own! You came back all Sara the Submissive!” She puts her hands on my chest and shoves me backwards. “Oh, I guess not so submissive after all!”

  Lyrics straddles me, brings her head close to my ear, which sends shocks straight down to my balls. She whispers, “Wanna see my dominant side?” Holy fuck balls! Instantly my cock stands at attention ready to march forward. I am speechless. Our eyes lock and she gently starts grinding on my boner. A slight growl escapes my throat and my eyes roll back from pure ecstasy. She takes my bottom lip in between her teeth and pulls on it just hard enough to drive me crazy. Rocking back and forth, rubbing her pussy harder and harder on my throbbing cock. I need to be inside of her! I thread my hand through her hair and pull her into my kiss. Her tongue is so wet and soft.

  In one smooth motion, I flip her over and lift her up. As I bring her into the room, I see the toys still scattered on the bed. My eyes grow wild and an animalistic urge comes over me. I lay her on the bed and inconspicuously grab the blindfold that is begging me to use it. I lock her lips with mine and slide the blindfold over her eyes. She releases a sigh that either tells me she is excited or petrified. I tie a knot in the blindfold and begin nibbling on her neck. Her hips begin to buck, telling me she wants more. Her breast rising and falling with anticipation, hard nipples pressing against her t-shirt have my mouth watering and craving her taste. I lift her shirt locking her hands above her head. Teasing her hard buds with my tongue, she is moaning and bucking up at me. I whisper, “Do you want more?”

  She says is a breathless, begging tone, “Please, Tanner.”

  My name coming off her lips brings me to a point of arousal like never before. I pull off her pants and see that her underwear are soaking wet. As I slide my finger in between her folds, she releases whimpers that brings the sexual beast in me to the surface. I spread her thighs open wide and lick her pussy, landing on her hard clit. The more I flick and suck her, the louder and deeper her growls become. I slide my hand over the bedspread and find the vibrator she bought. It has a thick shaft with ridges and an extra part that goes in her ass. I adjust my body so that I can continue to lick her and without notice, I plunge this big vibrator into her tight hole. Once it is deep, I turn is on and she begins to go crazy. I pull my head back and watch as I fuck her with this toy. I dribble some saliva that drops perfectly on her puckered asshole. She is dripping wet from the toy and when I take it deep, the ass part enters her hole. She begins to resist so I spread her lips and lick her clit while fucking her in both holes.

  She grabs my hair and yells, “Fuck me! Oh, baby, fuck. Make me cum, please!” She is matching my rhythm; I feel her body tensing up. She begins to growl loudly, “Oh shit. Oh God! Here I cum baby.” I began lapping up her juices, not wasting a single drop. I throw the toy aside and as quickly as I can, slide my pants off. With her eyes still concealed, I rub my cock on her lips. She automatically opens her mouth and thrusts around my head. She lifts her body to take me deeper inside her mouth. Her mouth is so warm and wet. I am unsure how long I can hold out. As she grows more aggressive, taking all of me, I reach behind and start dragging my fingers between her wet lips. Her warmth sends shivers throughout my body. Her tongue is wrapping around my shaft taking ownership. I yank free from her mouth, press her legs open with my knees, and plunge my throbbing hard cock all the way inside of her. Pumping hard and slow, she is panting with pleasure. Her tight wetness is too much for me to take. I grab her hips, slam balls deep in her, and growl as my cum squirts all over her insides. I remain inside of her as I catch my breath. She takes off the blindfold and her eyes glaze from a mixture of exhaustion and pleasure.

  We both smile at one another and she says, “Wow, what would Mom say?” What a weird fucking question!

  I say, “Um, she would probably want to poke her eyes out and swallow her tongue if she knew what we just did!” We both start hysterically laughing. I check the clock and it is 12:20 am. “Happy birthday, my Lyrics!”

  Chapter 21

  ‘So much more than my heart you stole’

  Lyrics –

  Thirty years old! In Germany celebrating my birthday with the man I have loved since I was thirteen years old, I could have never imagined this! I get out of bed and walk out to the living room area. There is a vase filled with gorgeous flowers and a big birthday balloon. I notice a note sticking out from beneath the vase so I pick it up and read it. As I lift it, Tanner’s credit card slides out.

  “Happy birthday, babe! I will be back by six o’clock. There is a mall about three miles from here, take my card and go get an outfit for tonight, and whatever else you want. Please pick me out something too. I’m so sick of this Gap shit! I love you!”

  As I’m letting the shower warm up, I get a text.

  “Happy birthday, Dylan. We miss you and love you. Give Tanner a hug and tell him to call me soon. Mom.”

  This is the first birthday that I will not be celebrating with her and the Dads. She always brings a smile to my face. I can’t even imagine what my life would be like without her in it. I text her back. “Thank you, Mom! We are having a ton of fun. Tanner is taking me out tonight to celebrate. I will call you soon. Tell my Dads hi and I love them!”

  I don’t know if it’s because it’s my birthday, turning thirty, or what, but I can’t help reminiscing on my life with the Staff family. When Brent would come home from college, they would always have a family barbeque. One year, I had to work on the Saturday they were planning to have the barbeque. Mom would not have it without me there, even though I told her it was okay. She refused. She said, “Dylan, this is a family barbeque; it isn’t complete without you!” Because of her, I grew up with a mom that loved me so much. Because of her, I was par
t of a family. Of course, I would give anything to have my actual mom in my life, but I am certain that she sent the Staff family to me. Even Brent’s kids, Chase and Maddie, call me Auntie Dylan. An incredible feeling of gratitude overcomes me and I feel whole. The boy I have been in love with for seventeen years is now the man that loves me back…and not just as his best friend! All the fantasies of being his girl have come true. Wondering what it would be like to kiss him. Daring to think what it would be like to have sex with him. All the prayers that one day he would want me the same way I always wanted him. True! They all came true! My heart has been his forever. There’s so much more to our story than just right now. There’s nobody in the world that knows me better than Tanner does. How many people are with somebody that share memories from thirteen years old? I mean, he has stolen so much more than just my heart. If we broke up, he would take my whole life with him. The thought alone brings a knot to my stomach and lump in my throat. Life without Tanner is literally unimaginable to me.

  I shake the thoughts out of my head and get ready to find the mall he described. Shopping and I have never been friends. He said pick out a formal outfit. I wonder what he has planned. As I grab his card, I smell the flowers again. They are fresh and vibrant! In all the years I have known him, he has never given flowers to a girl.

  The concierge gives me directions to the mall and I believe he says even a dummy could understand. I just smile and chalk it up to language differences. I head out on this mission I have been given. It is gorgeous outside, a perfect day for a long walk. I can’t help but notice people looking at me as I strut past them. I realize that I have a lot of pep in my step today so people may be wondering what drugs I am using! I spot the mall and it is massive. I open the door to step in and there are little kids running wild in the play area. Loads of people are buzzing around, on their phones, speaking loudly, or just meandering aimlessly throughout this hypnotic shopping mecca!

  Walking around, not being able to read any of the store names, I decide to go inside this fancy dress shop. By the looks of the patrons, I know this is an expensive store. Here I am in Capri pants, tennis shoes, and a t-shirt, while the others are in pencil skirts, heels, and fancy blouses. I guess that explains the lack of attention the saleslady is giving to me. Just as well, I would rather look at the items without trying to decipher what she is saying to me.

  After about fifteen minutes of looking around, the lady finally approaches me. She looks like a bitch and removes all doubt when she opens her mouth. “You just looking?”

  Although I want to throat punch her, I respond, “No ma’am. I have a ton of money I have to spend. I just don’t see anything that catches my attention in here.” The look on her face is priceless. I turn and walk out. That felt like a “Pretty Woman” moment but it sure felt good! Two stores down is another dress shop. This one seems a bit more diverse and a lot less uptight. Right when I step in, the lady comes up to me and asks what it is I am looking for. I tell her and she begins to show me dress after dress. Because I have no idea what Tanner has planned, I decide to go with a black dress. The saleslady brings out this stunning dress and tells me to go and try it on. She brings a pair of heels for me to try it on with it. This dress is gorgeous. Tanner is absolutely going to love it. It is a silky material that molds against my body, strapless, and stops about mid-thigh. I tell her, “This is perfect. I also need a necklace and earrings.”

  Her eyes light up and she tells me in her deep German accent, “I be back. You will like what I have.” She is gone for about five minutes and she returns with three more pairs of heels, and a showcase filled with jewelry. She shows me the heels, which are all my size without my ever telling her. There is a red pair, a black pair, and a hot pink pair of heels from which to choose.

  I ask her, “Which would you pick?” She smiles and grabs the pink ones. I say, “Me too!” She picks out the jewelry that she thinks will look best with this outfit. I smile and say, “Perfect! Thank you.” She asks me what the occasion is and I tell her.

  She comes around and gives me a hug. “Happy birthday, pretty friend.”

  I kind of laugh and say, “Thank you.”

  She says, “Oh, okay. Here is perfume. It is no charge, present from me to you!” The smell is strong but the gift was so sweet. I tell her thank you. She rings up the items and the total comes out to $850 U.S. dollars. I almost shit my pants right there. Tanner told me to get whatever I wanted, and I know he means it. I smile and reluctantly hand her his card. As I pass by the store with the bitch in it, I can’t resist sticking my head in, showing her the bags, and saying, “Big mistake! Huge!” The loud laughter coming out of me is uncontrollable. I had no idea if she had even seen Pretty Woman, but holy hell it was hysterical to me!

  Now I need to find Tanner an outfit. This man could wear a t-shirt and boxers and look fabulous. Tonight, I am dressing him up exactly how I want. After all, it is my birthday! I look around and am lost. I head back to the store where I bought my dress and ask the lady where the nicest men’s suit store is. She calls a girl from the back of the store and I believe tells her to watch the store. She takes my arm and walks me into this men’s boutique store. She has a conversation in German with the gentleman, and then tells me that he will get exactly what I am looking for. I tell her thank you and she leaves.

  The man shakes my hand and says, “I am Monroe. I am happy to help you.”

  I smile and say, “Nice to meet you Monroe. I’m Dylan.”

  He says, “Dylan? That’s not a boy’s name?”

  I laugh and say, “Yes, normally.”

  He says, “It is a beautiful name for a beautiful lady.”

  Very charming man. Monroe asks me Tanner’s height, his weight, shoe size, hair color, eye color, and skin color. Without missing a beat, I know all the answers. He brings me out a bottle of sparkling water and tells me to sit down and relax. I watch him as he goes from one side of the store to the other, back and forth. He comes back to me with about six suits on a rolling rack. One by one, he shows them to me. They are all nice so I begin eliminating by color. Tanner will not wear bright colors, well not by choice. The Gap has him in pastels, which is hysterical to me.

  Monroe says, “Want me to pick?”

  My mind does a happy dance! I say, “Yes, sir! Please, you pick.” He picks a black suit, gray button-up shirt, black dress shoes, socks, and a black necktie with subtle specks of hot pink in it.

  The smile on my face must reveal a lot about my thoughts because Monroe looks at me and says, “I assume this is going to be your birthday present.”

  My cheeks heat up and I say, “I most certainly hope so.”

  He raises an eyebrow and says, “This is why I have always wanted to visit America. You ladies are so beautiful.” He rings me up and the cost is $1275.00 U.S dollars. A feeling of relief comes over me knowing that his outfit costs more than mine did. I am drooling imagining how handsome Tanner will look tonight.

  I flag down a taxi and head back to the hotel. No way am I going to walk back with all these bags. As I enter the lobby of the hotel, flashing lights blind me. I am literally blinded and I can’t see what in the hell is going on. I raise the bags in front of my face and speed walk to the elevators. The manager of the hotel demands that the photographers leave me alone. He has them ushered out of the lobby immediately. What in the world was that all about? I brush it off and head up to the room. It’s four o’clock and Tanner said he would be here by six. First thing I do is hang our outfits up so they don’t wrinkle. Lord knows, I am not the ironing type. I check my phone and I have messages from Dad, Brent, and Tyler.

  I open up Tyler’s message and it says, “Happy birthday, beautiful. Miss seeing your pretty smile around here. Let me take you out when you get home.” Shit! Glad Tanner wasn’t here right now. I am sure he would be pissed. Not that he should be, I mean, Tyler is a friend, and doesn’t stand a chance with me. At least not as long as I have Tanner! I text them all back to say thank you.


  Chapter 22

  ‘Unrecognizable from who I used to be’

  Tanner –

  “Jennifer, please wrap it up! It’s Dylan’s birthday and I made reservations for eight o’clock. Please take the fucking picture!” Even though I am well aware that she will use her power to get what she wants, I can’t help myself.

  Jennifer looks at me and says, “I am not going to rush my shoot so that you can charm your little farm girl.”

  Chip rolls his eyes and says, “Jennifer, we are done here in five minutes. If you are not happy, that is too damn bad!” My mouth falls open. I have never heard Chip raise his tone or say anything harsh.

  She glares at him and says, “You don’t have to be nice to him, he isn’t gay. He will never fuck you.”

  Chip says, “And that’s a wrap. Get your shit and get in the car or you can find a ride back.” I am trying hard not to smile but it keeps appearing on my face. I really want to high five him but I know I shouldn’t. Jennifer grabs a stack of clothes and pouts, stomping her spaghetti legs all the way to the car. She throws her shit everywhere and gets in. I hop in the front seat and Chip gets in the driver’s seat. There is a creepy silence as we begin to drive.

  As we are pulling into the hotel parking lot, Jennifer says, “Tanner, you shouldn’t cross me. Haven’t you heard? I don’t play well with others.” I look back at her and wink. Jennifer says, “Chip, I’m sorry for saying that to you. You know I love you.”

  Chip smiles and says, “I got some bad news about my Mom last night. Sorry I was a little jumpy.”

  Jennifer says, “It’s okay but don’t ever let it happen again.” When we park the car, she gets out and leaves all her stuff behind. She comes to my window and says, “By the way Tanner, don’t get used to this relationship thing with Dylan. It isn’t going to last much longer.”

  I belt out, “Not everybody is a skanky whore like you. We are fine. You don’t need to worry about it.”

  She looks at me with a devilish sparkle in her eyes and says, “Worry? Oh honey, I am not the one that should be worried. Sometimes things happen that are out of your control.”