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
Levy“And that is exactly the problem, Harper. People think you are my daughter. God, it makes me feel so damn ancient.” I stress as I rake my hands through my hair and then settle my hand on the back of my neck and rub it.“That’s ridiculous and you know it, Levy. She’s just a dumb batty woman who should mind her own fucking business. Hey, look at me!” She commands and I find myself looking into those cornflower blue eyes of her and almost losing my shit. She could easily bring any man to his knees, and I am almost there but I can’t allow myself to be.The woman comes back with two coffees one for Harper the other for me and some toast that I asked for. Today I am ravenous, and I have a workout later today with some of the guys at the gym, so I need to keep my calorie intake up.“Thank you,” I say to the lady then pick up the tray with our things on it and make my way towards a free table. The canteen is busy this morning, in fact the whole hospital is. There were a lot of people mill
HarperDoes he think I can’t see him looking at my lips? I know he feels the same connection that I do, honestly, I want him to get over the age gap thing. It’s driving me insane, who cares these days anyway? The only people that matter are Levy and myself. Sure, I guess Dylan might feel a bit awkward. Like for example if Levy and I ever got to be long tern and I became his wife, then Dylan strictly speaking would be my stepson. Now that’s a thought.Yeah, I guess it is exactly what Levy has thought once or twice too. Still, I won’t let that put me off. Every fibre of my body wants Levy, I know for a fact I would be good for him. Naturally, I understand I could never replace Lilly his deceased wife, nor would I want to. We would have something different, something new and being with Levy is all that I obsess about.Coffee break and a bite to eat is over, “I have to go, Harper I’ve got some business to attend to this morning, then I’ll be hitting the gym later. If you need anything to s
HarperShit, Levy looks pale as if the blood has drawn from his face. I take in a deep breath and try to stop the tears from falling. The lump in my throat hurts so bad. He rubs my hand with his thumb, “tell me,” he says with a hoarse voice.The waitress comes to our table. She’s Hispanic looking with gorgeous, long dark hair tied up in a high ponytail. Her eyes are charcoaled and remind me of cat’s eyes the way she has winged them in the corner. I’m useless at that kind of thing, I end up looking like a crackhead when I try to put liner on. Hence, I leave it off.“Can I get you guys anything?” she asks with a bright smile on her pretty face. Levy looks at me.“Give us a few more minutes please.” Levy replies nicely to her.“Sure, no problem. I’m Gisella, give me a shout when you guys are ready.” Off she goes with her hips swaying, no doubt for Levy’s benefit only he isn’t looking at her. His full attention is on me.“Am I going to be a daddy again, Harper?” My heart cracks wide open.
LevyWow 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