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
LeviI know it’s hot in the kitchen where I’m cooking but more to the point it’s Harper, that girl is all woman but there’s a problem she is just twenty years of age. Being anywhere near her is killing me that and she’s my boy’s ex-girlfriend. Fucked up, right? You bet it is.I’m old enough to be her dad, okay so being thirty-eight isn’t like ancient but I had Dylan when his mother and I were just kids ourselves at eighteen. We had an accident, but hell let me tell you, Dylan was the best accident in the world. We loved him like no tomorrow, he was our entire universe, and he still is mine.It hasn’t been easy. When Lilly died three years ago, it was hard to watch her suffer whilst the cancer ate away at her and I became the only parent to Dylan. To be honest, I had to be the main parent ever since Lilly first became sick. I stir the food.“So, Levi how’s it going?” Harper asks me, is she standing too close to me? I like the way my name sounds as she says it, like silk. I wonder even
HarperIt sure was fun watching Levi suffer like that. He’s a man, I know he’s tempted and best of all he’s an older man, a man with experience. All girls like that, right? A man who’ll know exactly what to do, not like boys. I love his broad shoulders and those sexy, black tattoos he has running up his arms, let me tell you he is such a turn on. I wonder how big his dick is and cannot wait to get home later tonight to play with my vibrator thinking about Levi fucking me.“Earth calling, Harper. Where’s your head at?” Dylan asks as he turns to look at me coming through his bedroom. It’s painted in sky blue with a double bed on the right, his writing and study desk on the left wall and he still has his dinosaurs on display from when he was a kid. Some things will never change.“Oh, nowhere.” I tell him as I flop myself down on the bed, dumping my bag with my books in it on the floor.“I know that look, is it a boy? Tell me, are you seeing someone new.”“Hell no. Are you seeing a girl?”
Levi“Night, Levi.” Harper calls out from the narrow hallway. How I kept it together through dinner I have no fucking idea. I rake my hands through my dark hair then reach for the band on my wrist and tie it up into my usual man-bun. Her voice is as sweet as honey and the way her ass moves as she walks to the door is not leaving much to my imagination, nor as those Daisy Duke shorts she’s wearing, if she were to bend down I’d be able to see the color of her damn panties. My dick hurts.“Night, Sunflower, take care of your mom when you get in and try get the bottle away from her. Hopefully with some food inside her she might get a good night’s sleep.”“Doubt it but I’ll try. You know what she can be like. She’s testy at the best of times.” Don’t I know it. I’ve had Harper’s mom shut the door on my face one too many times and Lilly, God rest her soul tried hard with Harper’s mom too.“She’s so cool, right, Dad?” I hear Dylan say as I shout out bye to Harper having given her a casserole
HarperDamn, Levi sure is hot. I can feel my wetness in my panties. Being so close to him was such a thrill. I’ve been fantasizing about that man for years, I know it’s wrong because I was dating Dylan but hell, tell me a girl who hasn’t fantasized about their boyfriend’s daddy at one point in their life.And anyway, it’s my business who I like and don’t like. I’m back home now, the house is quiet. My mother is where I left her, on the sofa. She needs help only I have no idea how to help her. My sister, Taylor and yes my mommy named her after Taylor Swift, is clearing up in the lounge as I step through the wooden door that needs mending. What my mommy needs is a good man to take care of her, but first we need to get her to clean up her act.Taylor and I have tried getting her to see a doctor, to go to a rehab clinic and to go attend AA meetings, but my mother just gives up. She think’s it’s way easier to drown in a bottle than put in the hard work and face up to her life and start sor
Levi“What’s got you this morning?” Daryl asks me as he lays on the floor by a Harley and assesses what needs doing. He’s a lanky guy with carrot red hair, we grew up together and when he needed a job having been laid off by the big bike dealer here in town I gave him a job. He’s been a good worker for me for the last few years.“Nothing, just stuff on my mind.” I tell him as I head over to the kettle on the workbench at the back of this unit. I’ve got several units here in town and in the next town too. My business does well as a repair shop for motorbikes of all description you name it we can fix it, my favorite is when I get a vintage classic come through the doors. We also tinker around fixing some old rust buckets up and sell them on. That’s where the real money is.“You could have fooled me boss, you’re stomping around like a bear with a sore head. Don’t tell me there’s a woman involved.” He chuckles, I snort.“A woman, behave Daryl since when do I date women? You know I’ve not
Harley Monday came round way too soon for my liking, I spent most of the weekend daydreaming about Levi and wishing I was living with him instead of being at home trying to take care of my mother and my sister, Taylor.The college classes start in thirty minutes, I’m out front with Dylan. “You done your assignment?” he asks me, his brows furrowed.“Yeah, got it done, I think I’ll get a good grade. You?”“Same, it wasn’t a walk in the park though. Hey, wait I’ll catch up with you later, I spot Lacey I want to go talk with her.” Do I think it’s weird that my ex has a thing for my bestie? No, not really of course not, I mean I have the hots for his dad and then some. I swear, however, if Dylan found out, he’d probably not stay friends with me.I spot Tillie and Mylee two of my other close friends coming towards me, today they’re sporting skinny jeans and matching sweaters, cute. They often dress alike, don’t ask me why but it’s their thing and their clothes sure are cute. Their folks ha
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
HarperHe left me breathless, like shaking legs, stars in my eyes and my heart jumping and flipping all over the place. Sex with Levy is out of this world! I am still recovering as I walk back across the street to my house where my sister will be waiting for us to go for my mother.We still have half an hour before we need to leave. Levy said he would come with us and cancel all his plans. Sweet of him but you know, this is something that I have to do with my sister on our own. I’m an adult, a big girl now and all my life it seems, I have done big girl shit. Today is no different.Of course, it would be good to have my man by my side to support me and place his arm around me. Only who would Taylor have? Exactly. I need to be there for her like I always was when it was just her and I against the world.Besides, I know that Levy has some pretty important shit to sort out himself. We still need to talk about that, not today, however. It can wait. I trust Levy implicitly and when he is re
Harper“Where are you going?” Taylor asks as she spoons cereal into her mouth.“Over to see Levy. Are you good?”She looks adorable with her bed-hair and rosy cheeks. The best is watching her eat with an appetite. For a hot minute or two, I thought she was going to have some serious issues with eating. Thankfully, whatever she was going through has passed and her appetite is restored.“At this time? You know we have to go for momma in,” she glances up at the clock on the kitchen wall. “An hour, Harper.”“I know but I feel like a shit about last night and I, you know,” I shrug my shoulder. “Kinda want to go over and see him.”“You better not be late back.” My oh my, she sounds like one of my old school mistresses back in the day.“No, ma’am. I won’t be late.”“Cut that shit out!” she says making me grin.I go over to her at the island and give her a kiss on the cheek. “Thanks, Sis.” She shrugs me off but I give her another kiss in any case.With a light step and fluttering in my stomac
LevyI have been awake most of the night thinking about this whole damn shitshow of a situation. Harper is absolutely right. I need to tell her. After all, if I want a relationship with her that is long-term based on trust, openness and honesty, then Harper deserves to know everything about me and what happened back then.Hell, I’ve carried the guilt and burden of this on me for eighteen years and I need to tell Dylan. My insides churn and I am not a man who suffers easily with a churning stomach. But all of a sudden, I feel like I have way too much to lose.Throwing the rest of the dregs of the black coffee down the sink, I swill out the mug and leave it on the side for later. I’ve got an early start to go meet up with the guys but first I need to drop in and see Harper before she goes off with Taylor to pick up her mother.Dammit, I missed her warm body in bed with me last night. I love the way she snores lightly; it’s like she blows bubbles in her sleep. When she is with me at nigh
HarperI let the tears fall as soon as he left the house. And I am beating myself up for pushing him so hard. It’s not like I don’t trust Levy, of course I do. But whatever is worrying him - which it is, because I could see the angst written all over his face – he needs to tell me.It upsets me that he is treating me like a child, although I know he regards me as an equal and an adult it just doesn’t feel like it right now. God, all these conflicting emotions are too much to handle.A gentle knock to my door, I lift my head and wipe my tears away. “Can I come in, Sis?” Taylor asks from the other side. I’m sitting cross legged on the bed clutching one of my favorite Teddy bears from when I was a kid. Back when things were normal and I had a non-alcoholic and junkie mother. Oh, and a father.“Yes,” I mumble. The door opens and Taylor comes in.“Are you okay? I couldn’t help but over hear most of it.”“I’m fine, it’s not like we’ve broken up or anything. I just need some space. He’s trea
Levy There is no way I can say anything to her right now. All I am going to do is give my woman something else to fucking worry about. Her plate is full right now with her mother coming home tomorrow morning. It is my job to protect her and keep her from harm. Only now with the latest hate message, it is going to be difficult.Some cunt has got it in for me and I am going to find out who the fuck it is. Lex is still on it with his guy. Roger said he would sniff around our old stomping ground and see if anyone is willing to talk. Some fucker will know who is behind this.Harper sits beside me looking at me like she is delving right into my soul. It kind of makes me want to pull back. I cannot have her reading my mind. “Listen sweetheart,” I begin only to be given an arched eyebrow.“Do not call me sweetheart in that tone.”Huh, I always call her sweetheart. Shit, I’m all out of practice in handling mad as hell women and right now I can see dragon fire coming out of her ears. It’s damn
HarperBeing with Levy is the best feeling in the world as I sit at my kitchen island as he preps a dinner for Taylor and I. Dylan said he would try and come over but wants to catch up on his studies since he had to miss a few nights due to his football practice. Between football and Lacey, he isn’t getting much time to be with us. Or maybe he is still weirded out by me dating his daddy. Can’t say I blame him.“So, you girls excited for the morning?” Levy asks as he sautés the onions and mushrooms in the pan to go with the chicken for our fajitas. Taylor and I both nod, “yes, I can’t wait to finally see Momma again,” my younger sister says with enthusiasm. To be honest we have both missed Momma even though she was never like a mother to us after our father left. Who by the way we haven’t heard from for ages. That’s life, right. What can you expect? He’s gone on to have a new wife and children, I guess Taylor and I don’t really figure in his life anymore. His loss.“Aren’t we?” Taylo
LevyDamn, the way she looks right now; her face is radiant and her tan skin deserves to be kissed all over. Her legs wide open and her slit glistening waiting for my tongue to make contact as she squirms on the bed with anticipation.“Fuck, you are too beautiful, sweetheart. How did I get so lucky a second time around?” She giggles and lets out a sigh of contentment.“I’m the lucky one, Levy. You are so good to me and I absolutely adore you.”“Lay back and enjoy,” I tell her my voice gruff. She does as I say and lets her arms go one by one and lays on her back on the bed with her legs bent, feet on the bed. Gently I nudge my shoulders between them and kiss a thigh with butterfly kisses to her apex. She lets out a shudder, my dick responds in a micro second knowing that soon he will have all the pleasure of plunging into her warmth.My balls tighten and I swear to God, I could easily explode just looking at Harper and inhaling her musky yet sweet scent. I place my face closer to her p
HarperThe distinct rumble and roar of his bike hits my ears first as I finish up doing the dishes. Taylor swings round on the stool. “Is that Levy?” She hops off and runs through the lounge area to the front window.“Oh my God, he’s back.” Okay - my sister is so happy that Levy and I are together, it honestly warms my heart. Now she’s clapping her hands and looks more like a five-year-old at a Christmas party with lots of presents, than a fifteen going on sixteen-year-old.I throw the towel down that I was drying dishes with and go stand beside her. He pulls up on the drive out front, tuns of the bike and reaches up to remove his helmet. All that gorgeous hair of his spills out, he’s like something off a movie as it falls to his chin with natural waves. I cannot wait to run my fingers through his mane later this evening.“He looks tired,” Taylor says.“He does,” I agree as I move away and go to greet him at the front door.“Hey stranger,” I say as I open it and he comes towards me. I
LevyDid I sleep at all last night? The long and short answer is absolutely not, maybe an hour here and there.Too much shit was swimming around my mind. And you would think it was because of the threat towards me but no. It was the fact that I had stupidly up and left Harper without so much as offering my girl and explanation. What an utter douchebag and now I feel like a complete asshole.I rake my hand through my messed-up hair and then over the growth on my chin. When did I even last shave? There’s a knock at the room’s door. “Yeah?” I call out as I throw back the duvet and sling on my biker, black jeans. My chest is bare, my nipples peaked since there is no heating in the room and it’s not exactly a warm morning.“It’s Lex. Get your fat, lazy ass out of bed!” His voice is deep and rumbles, the cheeky fucker.“Fuck you, Man. I’ve been awake for hours,” I say as I unlock the door and swing it open. “Jeez did you not get much sleep either? You look like shit.”“Asshole,” he mutters