LevyI’m still smiling this morning and feeling pretty damn good even with the weight of Dylan on my mind right now. It’s been a helluva long time since I felt this good and it is all down to my ray of sunshine, Harper. Fuck if anyone told me I could feel like this I’d have given them a look that would kill. There was no way I would have believed them and me smiling, at silly time in the morning – that is definitely unheard of.Usually, I wake with an aching heart, a dull sensation that never goes away. The type of feeling that someone has ripped your heart out and shredded it with glass until it bleeds and bleeds. Losing Lilly was the hardest thing I ever went through, leaving me physically in pain without her by my side. Watching Dylan mourn for his mother too wasn’t easy to handle.Yet this morning, for the first time in two years I don’t feel as if my world is black and it’s yet another day to get through one way or another. It seems bright like the rainbow has come out after the
HarperIt’s now been a couple of days and tonight is the night that Levy flies back in and God how I have missed him. I feel like I am on some kind of auto-pilot getting through my college work and doing my shifts at the café.Taylor has been upbeat and since our conversation she hasn’t mentioned the whole Levy and I seeing each other thing. I am not sure if that is a good thing or a bad thing. In any case, at least she isn’t having a go at me about it. I let out a sigh of relief as I wait for the tables to empty.It’s now ten in the evening and my feet are absolutely killing me. The sooner this shift finishes the better. My friend here at the café, Marla is waiting to cash up. It was a busy evening. Since our boss has started offering basic evening meals, we get a lot of traffic and walk-ins.“Long night, right?” Marla says as she tucks a stray strand of her curly, black hair behind her ear. I’d die for hair with body like hers. Everything about Marla is exotic and beautiful. From he
HarperHis breath stinks of hard liquor it repulses me. I feel like I am going to gag. His voice is low and laced with danger and threat. How on earth did my mother even get involved with men like this? It saddens my heart and entire being to realize exactly how low she got. Fuck, I hope she makes it through rehab.“Don’t talk to me like that you piece of scum,” I hiss at him not backing down. What’s he going to do? Slit my throat? Hardly, he won’t get a dime that way.“I want my money, Princess otherwise I’m going to have to take you.” He sneers; his teeth are yellow I can make them out with the light that is on our porch wall. With all of my being I hope that Taylor is in bed, she doesn’t need to witness this.“I don’t have any money, I’m broke. My mom is broke and besides she isn’t around.”He leans in closer and threads a lock of my hair around his finger, the one and only strand that has somehow managed to break away. He curls it making my stomach heave. Fear is not something I a
Levy“Sir, can you tell us what happened please?” A dark-haired woman who stands to my shoulder asks me. She has a friendly yet no-nonsense face.“I only just arrived when I saw that fucker,” she shoots her eyebrows up at me. “Apologies, I mean that man leaning into Harper. He had her pinned to the damn wall.” She nods her head and takes a few notes on her small pad. Do they still carry those things around?“And what happened then?” It’s kind of obvious to me what happened then surely, she can see that, I get she’s only doing her job right now but my mind is on Harper.Another female office took her inside and is questioning her in the comfort of her own home. No doubt they will insist she gets checked out. Knowing Harper she will refuse. And I can only imagine that by how her sister is already downstairs with all the commotion outside her house. All I want to do is put my arms around my baby and hold her tightly into my chest to comfort and protect her.I rake a hand through my hair
HarperIt’s been two days since the incident outside our house and staying with Levy is like living in a dream. The man cooks, I mean he actually cooks using all fresh ingredients and prepares everything from scratch.He made us a delicious smoked salmon yesterday evening with fresh long green beans and mash. For breakfast today he flipped pancakes for Taylor and I. She sat there grinning like a girl who’d been given a year’s supply of candy floss. Sure, I make them sometimes but not very often. Between taking care of the house, my work shifts, college and college work I don’t have time in the mornings. In fact, I always feel like my back is up against the wall.This is luxurious, his house is much bigger than ours and everything about it is spacious. It only hits me now since I’ve been staying here for two nights. Funny how I never realized it all the times I came to play and then later years study with Dylan or stayed over. The kitchen patio doors are slightly open allowing in the c
LevyI have no idea which way my conversation with Dylan will go. So far, since I have been back from Montana, things have been okay-ish. However, the glue that is holding us together right now is Harper and the events that took place two nights ago. It makes me burn up with rage that another man has tried to hurt her. I hope he rots in fucking hell.It's too early to pour myself a strong drink, not that I am much of a drinker but right now my gut churns waiting for Dylan to come into the office. I’m seated behind my desk, but that’s a bit formal, right? Maybe I should go sit on the black Chesterfield sofa in front of the doors that open to the back. Mm, maybe too informal. Oh, fuck it, he’s my son for goodness’ sake surely I can handle a man-to-man conversation. So why the hell do I feel like my stomach wants to drop to the ground?“Hey,” he says as he saunters in like he has no cares in the world. But we know he does. He loves Harper not like his girlfriend anymore but she is his be
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
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 recess and Dylan is going out for practice, honestly, he seems to be hard at it recently. There is a game coming up on the weekend my mother is due home. It’s a bit rubbish since I want to watch but I want to be there for my mother more. Dylan understands.This morning’s classes were grueling and some days I fantasize about giving it all up and being a stay at home mom with Levy as my guy. A girl can daydream. Him telling me that he would love a few babies has warmed my heart. It’s given me even more confidence in our future together. Sometimes I worry that he will think I am too young or immature and leave me for another woman who is more sophisticated and a few years older.Lacey comes over and takes a seat carrying a blue plastic tray with a coffee on it and what looks to be an egg sandwich. “Hey, how was the morning?” she asks as she sits down and places the tray on the table.“Boring, I am not enjoying it right now. I just want to have lots of Levy babies and be at ho
LevyI can’t stop smiling, it’s like a permanent fixture on my face these days. Harper has gone off to college and I can’t stop thinking about our night after dinner. The girl is insatiable, it makes me wonder if I can keep up with her. And I am exhausted, after pleasuring her and giving her five orgasms? Yep, I need hefty amounts of Red Bull and plenty of coffee.“Hey, Man, you look fucked what’s going on?” Lex asks as he saunters into my garage workshop downtown. I place the rag down I was using for the oil on the bike I am working on and take a drink of the caffeinated drink.“Late nights, early mornings. Harper has been staying with me for a couple of nights.”He raises an eyebrow. “What about her sister?”“She has been staying with us too. What? You think we’d leave Taylor at home all the time? No matter how much she tells us she is an adult, the girl is only fifteen.”“Okay, glad to hear that. So, the woman is too much for you to handle, right?” He lets out a loud laugh throwing
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