I love how Levy wants to be with her yet feels conflicted. Next week's installment will be on Tuesday and will Levy finally give in to her advances and what will happen to Harper's mom. Will she make it? xoxo
Harper I’m not prepared at all for how my mother looks. She’s hooked up to all sorts of machines and looks, well kinda grey. Her face has lost all its color, her eyes are closed. Taylor lets out a little whimper. I squeeze her hand.“Hey, it’ll be okay. Momma is in the right place, the best place for her right now. She’ll make it. She’s just been through a lot. Stay strong, Kiddo.”She wipes her tears from her face with her free hand, nods and gives me a slight smile. “There’s my girl. Levy is going to help us. When she’s done at the hospital and they let her out, he’s got her a placed booked at the best residential drug rehab place.”“Is he paying for it?” Her voice is a whisper. “We can’t afford that?”“Yes, he is. He said he’d take care of whatever we needed.”“That’s a lot, right? I mean he’s only our neighbor even if you did date Dylan for a few years.”“He’s a nice guy, Taylor. That’s what neighbors do for one another.” She raises her eyebrows. Okay, I get it. She thinks there
LevyAnd finally, she sleeps. Her head is on my shoulder, and it feels exactly where it should be, even though I shouldn’t quite like it as much as I do I can’t help but love the way the warmth radiates of her soft cheek on my shoulder.Should I drape an arm around her? Would it look too much like we’re lovers? I know we’re not but still what would the nurses think? They can clearly see I am old enough to be her father, albeit a young father. Hell, thirty-eight isn’t old but the way I feel sometimes having gone through fatherhood with Dylan from a very young age and losing my wife Lilly, there are days when I feel old, like proper old.She breathes softly, it’s fast becoming my favorite sound the way she makes these adorable, cute noises. I consider recording her to listen to her when I lay in my lonely bed at night, when this hospital ordeal is over.A nurse passes us by and smiles warmly at me. She must think that Harper is my daughter. Fuck it, I’m putting my arm around her more fo
HarperHis lips are soft and warm like fluffy pillows, I am losing myself in them. He tastes of the bitter hospital coffee but it doesn’t put me off and he is responding as he places a hand behind my head like he is cradling it. I love the feel of his large hand holding me to him. I moan as his tongue runs along my bottom lip; I want this man all of him.I want to tear his T-shirt off him and check out his body and run my hands on his firm pecs and down his sculpted abs, because I know Levy works out all the time. He has a home gym in one part of his triple garage, and I have seen his body when I’ve been spying on him from across the street through my bedroom window, wondering what it would be like to feel his rock hard body under my fingers.Warmth creeps up through my center as my pussy gets wet just from us kissing. Imagine what it would feel like if his tongue was delving in and out of my slit. I groan again. His tongue explores my mouth as I allow him entry, he delves it in furthe
LevyThe touch of her skin against my finger has my pulse racing and shoots a bolt of electricity right through me. It almost takes me back, but her news is overwhelming, her mother is awake. I can’t tell you how relieved I am for her and her sister. It could have gone any which way.“That’s amazing, Harper.” I am quick to withdraw my hand from her chin and remove my other hand from her knees. The tautness of her legs encased in her jeans under my hand is too much for me to take. Why am I feeling like this? I feel bad. I ought to know better than to even touch her, she’s eighteen years younger than me for God’s sake. My friends would have a field day with this, not to mention Dylan.“I know,” she breathes out, tears prick her eyes. I want to tuck a strand of hair behind her ears and hold her into my chest and kiss those full, cherry lips of hers that are driving me crazy. Then she bites on her lower lip and it’s almost making me come undone. I have to stand up and move away.“We can’t
HarperHe smells so good as I hold his head against mine with my arms tightly wound around his neck. The feel of his bristles on my skin excites me, they’re soft and not at all scratch like I imagined them to be. And his mouth is divine, tasting of coffee. The way he smells of citrus and something muskier is intoxicating to my senses, sending a memo straight to my core.A direct hit, it makes me ache like something I have never experienced before. This is Levy, a man, pure one hundred percent masculine. So different from Dylan and the other boys I have kissed growing up. Levy is pure bred MAN.His tongue slides easily into my mouth, let’s face it I am not putting up any resistance. I have been dying to kiss this man for months and months. I can’t even pinpoint when I started to notice him differently other than Dylan’s father. Something just changed in the way I’d look at him, the way my body would crave for him to touch me.The fantasies at night imagining his large hands covering my
LevyWhat was I thinking? I must have been insane to be that close to her especially with Dylan waiting up for me. I need to shake myself or slap myself. She is way too young for me, let alone all the other complications. But damn, she lives in my head, she fills up my senses. I just can’t get enough of being around Harper.“Hi Dad. Did Harper get in alright?” I slip out of my Timberland boots and nod.“Yeah, her mother work up but they wouldn’t let her see her, so I brought her home. Besides, her sister needs her too.”“I was going to pop over and see her.” Lacey stands behind him with a small smile on her face. Man, these kids need to be up for college and it’s past midnight.“I think she’ll be fine. They need to be up early. Taylor has school, Harper will miss college for the day and go be by her mother. You both need to call it a night too. I know you’re twenty-one Dylan, but you have to focus on your classes tomorrow.”“I’ll skip out of here, no problem. I’m sorry I’ve stayed so
Levy“Hey, Bro how you doin’?” I take a seat at the bar where my good friend Lex is sitting with a black coffee in front of him.“All good, busy which is nice since I have another house I am looking to buy and turn around. Don’t suppose you want to have a stake in it? I know you said a while ago you’d be interested in my next venture.”The waitress comes to the counter, “can I get you anything, Levy? Coffee, tea or something stronger.” Letitia has worked here ever since I can remember, she’s friendly and sweet. Today her lilac dyed hair is piled high on her head with a pink bow tied around it. Kinda cute. She’s a sassy woman that’s for sure.“I’ll have a coffee, thanks Letitia. How is your boy these days?”“Oh, he is fine, he’s in the Marines now. He’ll be like old Alex here.”“Hey, less of the old thanks,” Alex grins at her. Letitia busies herself on the coffee machine behind her as Alex slaps me on the back. “So, what is so urgent you need to see me at ten in the morning? What’s goin
HarperI’m back at the hospital my mom is sleeping again, she looks a bit better than she did when they brought her in. At least now her skin doesn’t look so pasty and white, she has a bit of color in her cheeks.Sitting down on the uncomfortable chair next to her bed, because now I am allowed to be in with her for longer. I take her hand in mine and stroke the top of mom’s hand with my thumb. “You gotta get better, Mom. We need you. Taylor really needs you.” She doesn’t say anything, of course she wouldn’t, Mom is fast asleep.The door eases open, and I see Levy standing there, I glance at the wall clock and can see it is already nearly midday. “Hey, you doing okay? He asks me. I nod. My heart racing at just the sight of him in dark jeans, a black T-shirt that stretches across his broad chest showcasing his pecs and his biceps. The tattoos make me want to lick each one as I trail my tongue along the outlines. I feel a heat rushing to my core and clench my thighs together.“I thought
LevyOh, shit now there is a problem since I know that there is no way Harper has managed to get out the front not with all those bolts on and Dylan coming out of his room. There is nowhere possible she could be hiding other than in the kitchen, hoping to get out of the back door. He is coming down the stairs and stands in front of me, one step up."Dad what is wrong with you? You're acting all freaking' weird right now.""Sorry, Son how about we give the ice cream a rain check? I changed my mind. Listen get back to your room." This awards me some serious raised eyebrows and a head tilt."Are you seriously telling me to go back to bed, at my age? Fuck, Dad you need to seek some help or something. First you tell me you're not watching porn and unless you had someone stashed away in your wardrobe, I am pretty convinced I heard a woman's voice. And secondly, now you don't want to have ice cream like we used to. By the way who was the woman's voice then?" Shit, I rake my hand through my
Harper“Holy shit, is he going to come in?” I don’t wait for Levy to reply. There is no way I am letting Dylan catch me in Levy’s room butt naked, on top of his daddy. Shit, shit and fucking shit. I disentangle myself from Levy quicker than ice cream melting on a summer’s day and fling myself under the bed, grabbing my clothes that are on the floor. Okay not the best idea, the hardwood floor is not exactly warm nor was it a soft landing. I groan.“Ssh, he will hear you!” Levy is growling. Fucking growling. Like it’s my fault Dylan is knocking on the door. Well maybe it is a bit since I tried to be quiet, but hell that man’s cock is so huge, it was kinda difficult to keep silent.“Dad, I’m coming in.” The door handle moves, I hope Levy has covered himself up. The door opens, I catch my breath and can see Dylan’s feet in slippers. Tartan slippers. Huh, since when does Dylan wear old man’s slippers? Right! This is new. Why am I even concerned about his damn slippers when I am cold and na
LevyJeez-us what is a man to do when a woman says that to you? I don’t stand a chance. She is a little spitfire and has shown me on more than one occasion that when Harper wants something, boy does she go for it.Her top is already off, her hand is sliding down inside my bottoms. Holy cow. I hiss, “Harper, this isn’t a good idea,” I am cut off unable to speak as soon as she grabs my hard cock and squeezes it with her hand.“Holy fuck, Woman. You are going to be the death of me.” She gives me a wink and begins to move her hand up and down my shaft, I suck in some air. I need to get a control of myself, the mere touch of her warm fingers gripping me tight is enough for my balls to tighten and already begin to tingle.“Ssh,” she says putting one finger to her rosebud lips. “You don’t want to wake Dylan now then do you? Or give him any reason to come to your room.”“Hell, Harper I feel like I’m a teenager again.”“And that’s a bad thing?”“No, I’m just saying. It’s weird is all.”“Just r
Harper“What do you think I’m doing out here? Now let me in!”“Dylan is home, I can’t let you in the front door. What the hell, Harper. Go back home.” Like hell I will. I want him and I am not going back to my house. It’s bad enough we are sneaking around like kids in high school right now. I even had to wait until Taylor’s light went out. Not that I think my sister is sleeping. More than likely she is reading until the early hours. That we both have in common. Usually, when I’m not outside a man’s window in the cold dark of night.“I can climb the drainpipe” or this trellis.”“What? No way, you will fall and hurt yourself. Jeez-us you’re going to give me a heart attack, woman.”I giggle, “don’t worry I used to climb up Dylan’s all the time when we were younger, and you and Lilly were in the lounge watching television.” His eyes almost pop out of his head.“I’m coming up now get out of my way so I can get through the window.” Oh, this is kind of fun sneaking around and climbing up the
Levy“Where is your head at, Man?” Lex frowns at me. “Your game is shit tonight. I’m gonna whip your ass so bad with my hand of cards you are going to walk out of here a broke man.” He chuckles. I flick him the bird.It’s poker night with our team, Roger, Jax, Michael and Dean are all sitting around the table with a bottle of beer in front of them. I’m not drinking since I got over here on my bike.“I have no idea, Mate. Not myself tonight.” I try to avoid the question because I am not going to mention my evening with Harper and the embarrassment of some park ranger almost catching me with my pants around my ankles. Fuck’s sake, I am thirty-eight not a horny teenager.“How’s the dating going, Levy?” Roger takes a drink of his beer. “Folding, I’m out,” he says as he throws his cards on the table. I’ve got a shit hand too, but I want to hang in a little while longer before I fold.In the background the flat screen television is playing rock music, it’s always rock music at Lex’s where w
Harper“Say, you got in pretty late last night, where did you go?” Dylan is fixing his eyes on me and I’m telling you, it is as if he knows I was out with his daddy.“Harper, your tables are waiting,” Mo calls out from behind me.“Er, right. Got it, Mo. Are the platters ready yet?” Mo’s diner is one of the busiest here in our small town and I’ve worked a few shifts a night here for the last couple of years. I don’t earn a bucket load, but the tips are good and it’s gone towards putting food on the table for my sister and I more than once. Especially when my momma had spent her meagre benefits on drugs or drink.Mo nods and hands me the plates from the serving hatch. It’s one of those diners where everyone can see in behind the counter to the kitchen with all its new and shiny, stainless-steel appliances. Mo has just spent a vast sum of money on sprucing the joint up.All the vinyl type bench seats have been replaced with wood ones and pretty floral cushions – violets and peonies. It s
Levy“Oh, hey dad. Did you have a good night with your mates?” Dylan is sitting on the sofa with his legs on the coffee table. Lacey is snuggled in against his chest and the television is on with some movie or other. His eyes look trusting and now I feel like a total cunt because I have been close and personal with not only his best friend, but his ex-girlfriend.“Er, yeah it was okay?” Is that lying because I wasn’t out with my friends.“Just okay? You normally have a good night with them all. How is Lex doing?”Shit, now I have to lie some more you already know how much I hate lying. “He’s good, yeah all good. So, how was your night? Been behaving yourself?” I notice that Lacey blushes, exactly what I thought. Still, my kid is well past the age of being allowed to have sex and legally. And let’s face it I started pretty early. I was barely sixteen when I had my first taste of pussy.“We’ve had a good night, had a bite to eat and stuff,” I know what he means by stuff. “Then we starte
Harper“What happened to you?” Taylor asks with her eyes narrowed. I feel a little uncomfortable being scrutinized by my kid sister like this.“What do you mean, what happened to me? Nothing happened to me. I was out like I said I would be.”“Mm, so why do you look like you have been dragged through a hedge?”“What? I don’t!” I rake my hand through my hair that is now disheveled from making out with Levy in the back of his truck. Okay and my top is definitely rumpled.“Listen, your face is flushed as hell, your hair is a mess, and you never have messed up hair. It’s always perfect. You have been making out, haven’t you?”“Taylor, need I remind you that you are my kid sister not my elder sister and certainly not my mother,” I say as I manage to slip out of my footwear at the front door. Honestly, the way she is sizing me up I haven’t even had a chance to get in properly.“And how did you get home? Where did you walk from?”“What is with the twenty questions sis? Give it a rest. So? I w
HarperHis voice is so low almost like a growl. It sends shivers throughout my body as I do what he tells me and lick my pussy juices from my fingers, sucking on them as if it were his cock. He groans.“Fuck, you are a little minx, Harper. You’re driving me insane here.” He leans over and kisses my head, his lips warm and soft.“Well, you could always let me return the favor you know. How about we get those restrictive pants off you and I suck your hard cock and relieve some tension in those blue balls of yours?”“Holy fuck, woman. Stop. Otherwise, I’m going to shoot my load in my pants.” He makes me giggle, the thought of it. A man like Levy is coming undone for me. His eyes are hooded, the lights from the top of his truck make it clear to see that he is as turned on as I am.“Let me suck your cock, Levy. Please.” I know he’s finding it hard to resist me. I mean it isn’t easy to miss the raging hard-on he’s sporting right now. He shakes his head.“No, you have to wait. Besides, haven