LeviSeeing Harper with kids the age of my own son just makes me feel like some freakin old pervert, yet I can’t help that I like her, I think I like her way too much. It’s not just that she’s simply stunning but she is smart too and so damn nice. Polite as well and it can’t be easy looking after her mama and her younger sister. She’s got it so rough that I honestly want to take her under my arm and protect that girl, offer her some help and sure I like her a lot. Like I said, it’s not natural to want to be with a girl who is eighteen years younger than you. Some would seriously frown on that.Hell, I know, I know there are plenty of folks out there who are in age-gap relationships but honestly, could I seriously actually date Harper? Fuck’s sake she’s my son’s ex-girlfriend and how do you suppose Dylan would react if he knew I had some massive crush or whatever the kids call it these days?Heat rises inside my loins just seeing her in those tight jeans of hers and that cute ass high a
HarperOh boy is Levi hot right now. His arm is hanging out of the truck, and I can see the veins literally popping in his forearms and those tatts and that dark ink that runs up to the bottom of his T-shirt sleeve is sure making me want to squeeze my thighs together. “Are you okay? You look, well like red, are you blushing or something?” Dylan asks me.“Huh? What?” I stammer, fuck am I giving myself away. And yes, I am hot and steamy not to mention I bet if he were to look, he’d see my nipples behaving like beaming headlights as they are straining against my lace bra and my thin, worn T-shirt.“You, dummy, you look like you’re hot and bothered.” He glances at me again; I shift on my feet and bite my lower lip as Levi pulls the truck to stop in front of where we are standing. I notice as his intense eyes scan me up and down, oh fuck, now I’m really blushing that kind of beetroot blushing. I am supposed to be playing it cool but trust me there is no way I can play cool around this man.
LevyListening to them all chat shit about their music, most of the groups I haven’t even heard of or the artists and their college work, hits me right in the fucking gut, it highlights just how much of an age gap there is between Harper and myself. Jeez, eighteen years, I feel like an old crumbly just looking at her and sneaking glances at her in my rearview. Oh, fuck now I’m turning into some pervert, and feverishly try recalling all the couples out there that are in age gap relationships. Why couldn’t this be forward in time when she’s at least thirty and I’m forty-eight it just sounds better. Doesn’t it?We arrive back at mine in around twenty-five minutes, I had to stop to get fuel - this truck of mine drinks it and even though I ought to consider getting a more environmentally friendly one, as Dylan keeps banging on and on about, I’d be sad to see this go. My father owned it and had it since he first learned to drive, so yeah, it has plenty of sentimental value.Dylan, Lacey and
HarperI can’t stop staring at Levy, even the way he eats pizza is a turn on, and don’t even get me started on him licking his lips and savouring every bite, damn he is a panty dropping guy that’s for sure.“You want us to come round later, too?” Dylan asks between mouthfuls of pizza. I shake my head, I kind of want Levy all to myself not that anything can happen. Look, I’m not that dumb okay, my ma will be around, and my sister should be back from practice in any case. But Dylan being around when I have fantasies about his daddy, it, well even I admit it feels wrong. Not guilty, I don’t feel that, but just awkward.I didn’t set my way on fancying Levy it just happened, I would notice him in his tight, black jeans the ones I love with tears in them and the way he wears a T-shirt makes me go weak at the knees and giddy. I bet Levy when he fucks a woman, he brings her to a firework, stars and bright white lights type of orgasm. Okay, now I have to clench my thighs together.Lacey looks s
LevyThis girl is going to be the death of me yet. The way her ass moves, the way I want to slide my arms around her small waist and pull her against my chest and to feel my erection growing in my pants. But I can’t, she has to be off limits to me, and I am doing everything I can do prevent myself from doing something totally stupid. Only, it isn’t easy I can tell you that much.Jeez, what would my friends think if they knew I had a boner and the hots for a girl eighteen years younger than me not to mention, Dylan’s ex-girlfriend? Oh, and his best friend. I shake my head as she opens the front door to her house across the street.I notice that the woodwork needs painting, the window frames could do with sanding, revarnishing or maybe a lick of paint too. I make mental notes about the exterior, it’s clear that her mother doesn’t have the kind of money needed to bring this house back to life again. It won’t take me much to repair what needs doing or do some painting. It could be fresh an
HarperAnd I meant it. I did like his hands on me at his house. as his large, calloused hands touched me. But now my mind is on my momma. She’s so poorly and it looks as if she might have OD’d. I mean, shit. This isn’t what my sister and I are supposed to be going through, we know that.More to the point, my m0mma shouldn’t be going through this either. Nothing was the same when my daddy took off and left us. He’s a good man, but he just couldn’t take it no more and my mother was always a drinker until daddy left.Then it got a whole lot worse, and she hit the bottle even more, and started using soft drugs then harder stuff. It scares me to see her looking so pale and so frail as they put her on a stretcher thing and load her into the back of the ambulance. Meanwhile, Levy stays by my side. Damn I want him to put his arm around my shoulders, but he doesn’t. I guess he thinks it’d be weird.Fuck’s sake, I am a woman not a kid. I’m twenty, almost twenty-one. Beside me my kid sister is h
LevyI hate the smell of hospitals; I’ve been in them way too many times for my liking. Mostly during my youth when I played football in high school. Man was I always at the hospital, I even had a busted jaw once. That hurt like hell and back.Later in my young adult life I was in hospital when I fractured my arm and another time when I busted up my shoulder coming off my bike, a drunk driver had collided with me, and I was in bad shape. Stuck in the damn place for a week. The driver was fined and put away for a short stint. He could have killed me. If it wasn’t for the fact that I always have my wits about me and don’t drive like a lunatic, it could have ended a lot worse for me.We’re sitting outside in the waiting room, it’s stale with cream walls some fancy paintings of flowers hang, mostly on canvas. They’re kind of neat if you’re into that sort of thing. It’s not for me, I mean I appreciate art but I’m not gung-ho about it. Let’s put it this way, I wouldn’t step inside an art gal
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
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