All Chapters of The Ex's Daddy : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

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

Harper“Why are you sneaking around?” Fuck my life, Taylor made me jump right out of my skin. I brush the hair behind my face. “And why do you look so damned flushed. AGAIN?”“Jeez-us, Taylor what the hell are you thinking scaring me like that? And why aren’t you in bed? It’s late.”“Don’t deflect my questions, Harper. You are the one sneaking in like a church mouse. And I happened to see you coming from across the road.” My kid sister stands with her hands on her hips and I swear to God she is fifteen going on forty. She blows out a breath and huffs at me. WTF? Actually, in her Donald Duck pajamas she kind of looks adorable.“And what is it to you? I went to see Dylan.”“Right and you think Lacey would be alright with that? I mean she is his girlfriend now not you.” She cocks an eyebrow. Has she been plucking them only they look a little raw. “Not talking about this now, Taylor. It’s late we need to get some rest. We have to be at the hospital early tomorrow fo

Harper I see Levy standing there with his hands in his pockets as hot as hell and wanting to jump into his arms and wrap my legs around his waist and tree climb him, only that wouldn't be appropriate right now. "Is everything okay?" he asks with concern in his dark eyes, his brows furrowed. I also see that Dylan looks angsty too. Jeez it hits me like a tonne of bricks that Taylor and I were not the only ones who were shitting ourselves over my mother not going to rehab.As it happens she has agreed to still go and want's to do the right thing for both of us. More importantly she has recognized that she needs to do this for herself first and foremost. She is who matters now, and there are many years of destruction that she needs to work through."Yes, momma has agreed to go," I tell him. Both he and Dylan let out a long breath. Momma squeezes my hand, hers feels frail in mine. I squeeze back and see a veil of a smile on her lips. It has been a long time since I have seen my mother smi

LevyI’m trying to sort something out on my bike before I go inside and finish packing only all I can think about right now is Harper. The woman is on my mind constantly, I ought to charge her head rent. The bike has a leak and I’m trying to trace it back on the pipe. It could wait but I hate to leave it like this for the few days that I will be away.Various thoughts cross my mind as I work. For a start I am relieved that their mother has successfully enrolled in the program. If she stays it will be a massive improvement for their lives. Time will tell. Then there is Taylor, I am worried sick about her weight and I’m not even her father. It must be draining on Harper who I know will be worried for her too. Perhaps I can persuade Harper to get Taylor to speak with a doctor or a counsellor. I’m hoping that she will eat when she is with Dylan. It’s noticeable how much weight she has lost recently. I count myself blessed and lucky that as Dylan was growing up, he was almost the model chi

LevyI’m not sure what to think right now, I mean I just fucked my son’s ex-girlfriend. So many emotions are swirling around my head that it feels like it might explode. I couldn’t resist her anymore, the way she stood there in that damn black lingerie and those stockings. She is enough to bring a stronger man than I down to his knees to beg for her.She smiles at me wickedly, “you are a hot fuck, Levy. No two ways about it. I can’t wait until you can take your time with me in the bedroom.”I rake my hand through my hair and lick my lower lip. All sorts of dirty images are going through my mind right now of Harper laid sprawled out on my bed with her long blonde hair splayed on my pillows. Her legs straight up and reaching round to touch her clit whilst I jerk off watching herself get off too. Visions of parting her legs and wrapping them around my neck as I bury my face into her goddess of a pussy makes me stir again. Fuck, I didn’t think at my age I’d get a raging hard-on again so q