Harley
Knocking on the door I peek into my parent’s bedroom. My mom is sitting up in bed with her foot elevated on a pillow.“Hey.”She puts down her magazine and takes off her reading glasses. "Hay is for horses."Ooh, so many jokes I could make right here. "Neigh?"She rolls her eyes and pats her bed for me to sit next to her."Thank God you’re here, the whole household is driving me insane. There’s nothing left to read but these Gaudi bridal magazines. Edward’s mother sent them to Mikayla. That woman’s about as subtle as a sledgehammer.”“There’s something you two have in common.” Mikayla mutters and we sit on the bed on either side of mom.My mom always reminds me of a mix between Judge Judy and Gandalf. I know that last one doesn’t make sense, but neither does my mom.“Here, these are for you.” I hand her the flowers Erik brought. I thought my heart was going to explode when he handed them to me.ErikWe left a lot later than we had originally planned. After lunch Mr. Harrison showed me photos from Harley’s tournaments and some of her old trophies. It’s crazy to think she had such a different life, as if she was a whole different person. The pride radiating off him was obvious, but he shut down the moment I asked why Harley quit."Unfortunately, it’s not my place to tell you.” He grumbled and I respected the line he drew.I put the timeline together in my head. Harley quit fighting and left for Italy, maybe to run away from whatever made up give up her passion. It hurts to think about what might have happened to make her let go of all those years of training. Different things pop into my head, each worse than the previous, but I’ll never really know until she tells me. If she ever tells me. I haven’t really given her a reason to trust me with my seemingly flippant and unreliable attitude.Harley hasn’t fought in a long time, maybe she’s st
HarleyAs soon as I entered my room, I didn’t want to be there. When we were at reception, I had one of those little daydreams, more like a wish, where Erik would request the best room for us to share and seduce me. Not that he’d have to try very hard.What would the best room a roadside motel could possibly offer? Maybe the bed vibrates when you put a quarter in?He’s either a gentleman, not interested, or a day with my crazy family is enough to drive any man away.That fury I felt in the car from Erik’s regretting last night comes flooding back. His inability to read my mind and get one room for us to share fuels the crazy flame and I make myself even more frustrated by the idea that I keep getting stuck in this cycle. I’m doing this to myself.Fuck this. I’m going to that bar, and fingers crossed I’ll find a hot guy to bring back to my room and work out some frustration. It’s not like in a committed relationship, I’m a free player. Gre
ErikI got to the bar to find Harley flirting with some guy. When she made her way over to the bar with him, we locked eyes and I could see she wasn’t surprised to see me at all, which means she knew I was here the whole time. That pisses me off even more. Is she playing games?I don’t know whether she’s trying to drive me insane intentionally. If I wasn’t so focused on keeping my ass on this stool, I’d be impressed by that kick she did, but all I see is the way she’s smiling at him and the way he’s looking at her. It makes me want to snap his neck.I should probably leave before I do something stupid, like snap his neck.Fuck.Harley’s sitting at the bar right now. She must know how incredible her breasts are looking right now with the way she’s leaning into them, there’s no way she doesn’t. If she’s flirting with some random guy while her John is out of town, then maybe she’s not the kind of woman I should be after.Fuck!
ErikIt's clear in my mind, the swish of Harley's dress that I made sure to burn into my memory bank.“I saw you walking on Main Street in that white dress, like this one but it had blue flowers on it. I was jogging behind you,” I look at Harley, “I ran a whole block to get ahead of you just to see your face.”I gently skim my nose on her shoulder, hoping she'll look my way and I'll get to see those amazing eyes looking into mine."Harley, I may have bumped into you…intentionally.”Harley turns her head towards me ever so slightly. “May have?”“I did, on purpose. Harley, you’ve consumed my thoughts every waking second of every day, and night. The worst part is you don’t even know the effect you have on me.” I gently press my bulge into her ass; a little gasp leaves her mouth, and her eyes finally meet mine. There’s no way she can’t feel it through my jeans. Her body drifts backwards into mine, pushing that perfect ass right into me.Fuck.Her eye
HarleyGoddamn Erik does not disappoint. Even though I was teasing earlier I know I’m about to have the best sex of my life. The tension that’s been building up between us has my whole body humming with anticipation.It’s as if a dormant part of me has finally been awakened and can’t wait to break free.I feel his hands glide along my skin setting it on fire. His kisses trail their way down my stomach with that electric stubble tickling my skin. To look at Erik one might find it impossible to imagine a man this big to be so gentle, it’s such a contradiction and I want more. I want it all.He caresses me ever so gently through my already soaked panties, and I feel like I’m about to become undone before he’s even done anything. He pushes my panties to the side, and I feel his colossal hot tongue enter me.Erik moves his mouth to work my nub, and I feel, one, then two fingers inside me, working to find sensitive places I never knew I had.
ErikPacked and ready I watch Harley buckle the belt from her sundress over one of my spare dress shirts she’s forced to wear home.It was exciting to rip her clothes off last night but now I’m not sure I like having those amazing, toned legs exposed like that for the whole world to see. Those are my legs now, and my shirt just about covers her ass.Harley catches me watching her in the mirror. Her smirk stirs something in me, and like a call from a Siren, I find myself moving to stand behind her.How am I supposed to think straight knowing she has no underwear on under there? Terrible forethought on my behalf.I run my nose down Harley’s neck and take in her natural scent. She’s intoxicating. No perfume, no creams, it’s just her. She turns around to face me and kisses me hard, pulling me in closer.“Just don’t rip the shirt or I’ll be going home naked.”I can’t help but grin at the idea of spending a day trapped with he
HarleyI can’t understand this feeling. It’s as if Erik has been slowly taking my walls down brick by brick behind my back, and I’ve been too distracted by him to notice.I’m in trouble.Usually, when the memory is triggered, I start to harden, it all gets stuck somewhere in my chest and I just shut down or leave. But this man, I want to tell him everything. I see him searching my face with such concern in his eyes that it almost breaks my heart.Big. Trouble.“The reason I stopped competitive fighting is because my trainer assaulted me, sexually.”The flicker of fury in Erik’s eyes was intense, strangely it made me feel safe. He leans back for a second, glances out the window, almost as if trying to get himself under control before coming back and giving me his attention."It was after my last National win. I had a crush on him for a very long time so when he started to kiss me, to touch me... Let's just say I didn’t co
ErikHarley rushes into The Beanie and after a quick chat with Vanessa, she heads up to Vanessa’s room to borrow a change of clothes. I make a note to myself to take her shopping. It’s the least I can do after last night.Last night... The most incredible night of my life.I spend the rest of my shift with a stupid grin on my face, or as much of a grin as my face allows.The Marcos didn’t let me off easy. They both cornered me the first chance they had and demanded to know what happened to Harley’s clothes. It was amusing at first, and I told them it was none of their business, until I realized these pseudo-brothers of hers could ruin my chances with her in the long run. Luckily Harley walked by, scolded them in Italian and they got back to work but not before throwing out some heated words back her way.As things quiet down after lunch Harley comes over. I place my last dish on the rack and notice Harley's looking a little nervous. So ad