Twenty-year old Harper hasn't had much luck in life so far. Her mother is a drunk and a junkie and a serial dater, her father left them when she was five years old. Harper has never had a father figure, she only has her mother's boyfriends to go by. When her relationship with Dylan comes to an end, she is left devastated, lonely and filled with a longing to have someone who can make her feel whole, loved and protected. Dylan's father, Levi has been divorced for two years, he's hurting badly and wants a woman in his bed to take away the pain and loneliness. Harper is always at his house, the kid that was dating his only son and he can't help looking at her in a way he shouldn't. He knows she is way too young for him, he's thirty-seven and knows better but he can't resist her infectious smile, the way she laughs not to mention the way she looks. Can there be happiness between two people who are nineteen years apart, what will people think, what will his only son think? He must stay away from her at all costs, it could spell trouble for him. Only, Harper can't stay away from Levi he's everything she has dreamt off. He's powerful, strong and protective. He calls her Sunflower and takes care of her. He cooks for her, drives her to college and even buys her clothes. He's gorgeous, handsome, rugged and rides a motorbike. He's dangerous in so many ways but the hand of temptation is too much to resist.
view moreLevyWow she looks amazing in biker jeans and a tight, black jacket. “I’m ready,” Harper says with a big cheesy grin on her face. To see her so happy makes my heart soar but there is something in her eyes. For some reason the smile isn’t quite hitting there.“Hey, you okay?” I know my girl and I can sense something is slightly off. She nods.“Absolutely, let’s go. I’ve been dying to get on your Harley since forever. I love the sound of the engine.”“Wait until you get on and feel the power, girl you are going to love it. Whatever is on your mind you know you can tell me anything, right?”“Of course.” She walks towards me and plants a sexy kiss on my lips making my dick get a memo to bend her over on the bike and rip those tight as fuck jeans right down.I pass her a black helmet with our club’s logo on it and straddle the bike putting the foot pegs out for her. Harper steps up and swings one leg over then places her arms around my waist. “It’s wider than it looks, right?”I chuckle as
HarperIt’s been a few days since I stayed over with Levy. I still feel kind of icky to stay over whilst Dylan is at home. Now, therefore Levy and I agreed we’d only spend the night together when Dylan stays over at Lacey’s. Which isn’t for another few nights.It’s a drab Monday; the sky is grey and the rain is coming down. It’s the heavy kind of drizzle that clings to your skin and dampness in the air. Usually, I love a bit of rain, everything looks greener and it’s a good excuse to curl up with a good book and a comfy blanket when I’ve finished a shift.College is dragging today; I just want it to be over and I have stomach cramps. Hopefully my period will start because now I think about it, I seem to have missed one. Let’s not all get excited right now; I am trying not to stress out about it. Too much anyway.“Hey, you are miles away,” Lacey says as she bumps shoulders with me in class. Her smile is wide but I can see some concern in her eyes. “Are you okay? How are the therapy ses
LevyAll thoughts of the bad dream which has haunted me on and off for the last twenty years are now in the dark recesses of my mind as I stand between her legs, my hips pushed up against the counter, my cock hard, swollen and aching.Harper’s legs are wide open, she is at her most vulnerable and dammit she is trusting me to never hurt her. I will do whatever it takes to ensure that this beautiful, strong, independent woman is never hurt by me or anyone else.Her pussy is wet, it glistens almost and I can smell her sex. It fills my nostrils and sends signals to my already bulging cock with the head now pointing at the top of my boxer waistband. Fuck. I hope Dylan doesn’t come back early. Harper laid spread out on the island is not going to go down too well.Listen, I already checked with him to see what time he’d be in. I’m not some fuck up who is about to eat his girl’s cunt out whilst his son could walk in anytime. He told me he’d be in around the afternoon. He has college shit to d
HarperI am still reeling with emotions of our evening spent together in absolute bliss and the sex. It was HOT. HOT. HOT. I lost count after three orgasms. Levy used his fingers, his tongue, his thick cock and brought me to climax every time. I am exhausted but in the best way possible as we lay together.I’m curled into his chest, with his strong tattooed arm holding me tight. One leg rests against his bulky thigh, the other slung across him. We are the perfect fit. My heart feels light for the first time since one of my mother’s deadbeats showed up at my house. My therapist will be pleased when I tell her that the wall is slowly coming down.Levy murmurs something, I can’t make it out but I hear the name Jake. His body tenses, the grip around me tightens almost squeezing the living life out of me. Sweat beads on his head and I instantly feel his body burning up.“Jake, no, no,” he screams out loudly giving me the fright of my life. Is he having a nightmare? It sounds like it as his
LevyFuck me, I am in some other universe as Harper bends between my knees and takes my shaft firmly in her hand and begins to stroke it up and down. She is applying the right amount of pressure, exactly how I’d do it myself. The woman is amazing. My balls are already tingling and aching to release but she’s only just started and I want to lay back and enjoy this. It’s been a while since we have been this intimate and I know that it’s a massive step forward for Harper after the guy… let’s not think about that right now. This moment is special and I want to enjoy her enjoying me.“You’re so big, Levy, I love it,” she murmurs as she delicately places kisses to the head of my cock then trails her tongue up and down the underneath of my shaft sending waves of heat from my abdomen up to my chest. It’s been a while since I’ve felt like this and taking her in my garage has nothing on how she’s making me feel right now. Special, loved, wanted. When I thought all of that was over for me after
LevyI’ve just gone up to my room with a glass of water and a book from our downstairs library I created for Dylan when he was younger. It’s grown from children’s books to adult reads. It warms my heart that he and I share the same love for certain authors. My favorite being Lee Child and James Patterson. Sometimes we’ll have our own guy’s book club meet, and yeah bikers read too! I wouldn’t tell my bro’s they’d rib me for it because they’re like that, except maybe Lex he reads a lot too.There’s a knock on my door, “come in,” I say placing the glass on the table by the bed and my book I throw on the duvet. Turning, I see Harper which takes me by surprise since I thought it would be Dylan and Harper specifically told me she had college work to be getting on with after her shift.The way she looked when she saw her new gleaming car made my heart melt for her. Wrapping her in my arms and inhaling her mango shampoo almost sent me over the edge. I’m being patient with her, she needs all t
Harper“How are you feeling, Sis?” Taylor asks as we sit in the ice-cream shop in town. It’s one of those retro, 1950’s places that doesn’t seem like it has made it into this era, but we love it. There are pictures of Steve McQueen, Elvis and Marilyn on the walls. The seating is peppermint bench seats with pale pink tables. Kitsch but it works, this is one of the busiest places all year round in our small town.“I’m doing okay, exhausted but you know,” I shrug as I dig into my peppermint and mint-choc-chip ice-cream. Taylor has mango as she plays with it making it softer and swirling it. Her hair is tied off her face in a messy bun and her eyes are not looking as sunken as they used to. A saving grace.I think us moving in with Levy for those two weeks did her some good, she has proper structure, he was at home for her in the evenings whilst I worked my shifts and Dylan was mostly around and Lacey too sometimes. Levy cooked meals every night that were wholesome and rich in nutrients.
LevyI’m rooting for my girl; it’s the day of her therapy session and I am hoping that it goes well for her and she can open up to the therapist. She’s going private, I wouldn’t take no for an answer and arranged everything for her. Dr Mullins comes with some amazing references and assures me that she has handled plenty of cases similar to Harper’s. Still, I’m nervous as hell for Harper.To distract myself I pick my mobile up from the sofa by my side and hit Lex’s i.d. What I need is to get out of the house. Dylan and Lacie are on a movie date, they’re watching a re-run of a Stephen King movie. Not what I’d call a romantic date, some kind of horror but he assures me that Lacey loves Stephen King books and movies.Lex picks up, I can hear his kids screaming in the background. “What’s up, Man?”“Ah, nothing you know. Just, well, okay, Harper has her first therapy session and I’m kind nervous for her.”“Hey, that’s normal. You wouldn’t have a heart if you didn’t care about her. How is sh
HarperIt’s been two weeks since the attack and I am going to see a therapist on Monday evening after college. I have managed to change one of my shifts over to the Tuesday. Am I nervous? Yes, because I have hardly spoken about it not even to Levy. Who I hasten to add is treating me like I am porcelain.The man is swoony no two ways about it. He’s bought me home hand-picked flowers from the meadow not too far away from where we live. It made me smile when he presented them to me with a piece of green string tied around them at the base. The way he planted a gentle kiss to my cheek sent butterflies swarming in my stomach.Even though I am still insanely attracted to him and want him, I can’t go to the next step. Something has shut down inside of me and I desperately want to get it back. Levy is being as patient as a saint. We kiss and cuddle and of course I get turned on, let’s face it, Levy would turn a nun on. He’s handsome and sexy, he’s hot with a capital H. Still, I run into a men
HarperI watch as my mother lays sprawled out on the patchwork sofa drunk again. It is the story of my life, she has one arm hanging down to the ground and a practically empty bottle of booze, Vodka I think, I can’t see the label hugged to her chest. Funny how she can manage to clutch on to a bottle of booze and nothing else. Her breathing is low, I wonder if it will be her last breath, do I care? I should but my mother has been a drunk ever since I can remember and a junkie, not the heroine kind no she likes cocaine and her boyfriends that come and go are her suppliers. I swear she only hooks up with low life deadbeats for her next fix. But yes, I would care, because you know what she is my mother, and she is the only mother I’ve got.I want to shake her and wake her up, maybe if she’d managed to stay clean my father wouldn’t have left when I was just a kid, five years of age to be precise. It still hurts. I remember him holding me tightly to him and kissing me, telling me how much h...
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