Sharing Harper (24 page)

“It was our junior year of college, the day after the game, Kylee and I slept together the last time. I couldn’t pick up anyone from the bars, but I needed to celebrate the high of just getting picked up by an NFL team. It was horrible. We were so awkward together but I needed to pound off the energy I had so I thrust into her without thinking about birth control. Normally we used condoms, but when she got on the birth control pill we stopped, so I thought it was safe. She never said anything.”

Tears welled down his cheeks now and it killed me not to just go up to him and give him a huge hug, comforting and telling him that everything was okay. I knew where this story was going; it happened to guys all over the place and shock was still surrounding me, but I continued to listen thinking maybe something else happened. I couldn’t be right.

“Three months later, she came to me when I was training for the NFL and told me she was pregnant. I shook her off, not believing her bullshit. She came back that night and showed me the ultrasound, but I didn’t believe I could be the father, so we went to the clinic to get a DNA test. I didn’t speak to her until the DNA test came back positive that I was the match for the father. My world broke around me and that night I was suppose to play my first NFL game.” I was completely in awe, knowing now the reason why he ruined his career is because he was distracted by the news he was going to be a dad. A dad. Oh my god.

“So as you probably have already put together, I was completely distracted during the game and landed on the bottom of a man pile where my knee was completely fucked up. I ruined my career and Kylee had her way. So, at what I thought was the right thing to do...I
married her so we could have a family. I married her so that she wouldn’t have to raise our daughter alone. I wanted to prove to her and to the rest of the world I could be the dad they thought I was incapable of being. I thought it was the right thing to do.” He mumbled with his head hung low in shame.

MARRIED!? I am not sure if I heard that right. HE WAS MARRIED? Is he still married? I cannot seem to wrap my head around any of this. I was going nowhere, but my thoughts were racing a mile a minute. I had a blank expression plastered across my face for fear he may see me freaking out.

“You’re oddly calm,” he muttered.

“I am just taking this all in,
” I tried to blurt out.

“Should I continue?” he asked hesitantly, still not looking up at me.

“Yes, please,
” I begged.

“I’m not married anymore. I got divorced, but that’s jumping ahead. I found out she was pregnant and we got married in a quick ceremony in Texas. Our marriage was a sham though and I continued to sleep with women on the side. I was horrible but I didn’t know how to become a father. When I told her I was moving to California, she wanted to come with after she had the baby, so nine-ish months passed and that’s when my beautiful daughter, Evelyn, was born.”

Oh.

My.

God.

Evelyn is his daughter! That explains so much and so little at the same time. If he has a daughter, then the women he was with at the coffee shop must be Kylee, his ex-wife. Why were they kissing though? How could I trust someone who admits they slept around with their pregnant wife not to sleep around with me?

I had so many questions I couldn’t bear to begin to ask, so I sat there in stunned shocked waiting for him to continue with his story. His head raised slightly, but still hung low in shame, glancing at my face but I tried to remain as oblivious to any other emotions as possible.

“I can remember the day like it was the back of my hand. She was in labor for twelve hours and I sat by her side the entire time. I was freaking out unsure if I was going to be any good at this whole fatherhood thing. When it was finally time to push, our beautiful baby girl came out screaming and kicking. It was truly the most humbling experience of my life. To see something that you created and that is part of who you are as a person completely changed me. I started acting right by my daughter, for the sake of my daughter. The first thing I did was ask Kylee for a divorce. It wasn’t fair that I was with someone because of my child. I was miserable and even Kylee was tired of putting up with my antics just to please her parents. At that point, we both were in San Diego and for the sake of Evelyn, we both decided to stay here.”

My mouth was frozen in place forming a large O. I wasn’t sure of how I was suppose to act knowing that not only has Ryder been married before, but he has a daughter. I loved kids sure, but I wasn’t sure if I was ready to be a step-parent and that’s the road I would take if I was going to be involved with Ryder.

“So, the woman that I saw in the coffee shop was Kylee?” I asked trying to put the pieces together.

“Yes. And what you saw, what with Kylee kissing me meant nothing to me. She was telling me that she was still in love with me and had made the mistake of letting me go, but I am over her and I was trying to tell her that gently. She will always be in my life but only because of Evelyn. I don’t want any other woman by my side but you Harper.”

“Why didn’t you tell me this earlier?”

“Because I was scared damn it. I was scared that you would think because I cheated on Kylee and I was a horrible person to her that I would do the same thing to you. Kylee and I have been over for a long time and we should have ended things in high school. She tricked me to thinking she was on birth control when we had sex. She told me she wanted to have a baby and knew I was the only person her parents would approve of. She was obsessed with me. I tried for so long to change, but Evelyn was the only person that had the ability to change me, until I met you. Harper Mae, I would do anything to make you happy.” The small trickles of tears that pricked his face turned into a slow stream, which opened the floodgates.

I have never seen a man cry for me. Tye just ratted me out and t
ook the easy path, but what Ryder did took courage.

“When I raced off the other morning from the hotel, it wasn’t because I hated what you told me or I was scared of you. I had to get to the hospital because Evelyn had an asthma attack and I had to go be by her side. I am sorry I forgot to write you a note; it wasn’t my intention to leave you that morning. I desperately wanted to show you that I could be the man you need. I still want to show you that I am here to stay with you for the rest of my life. I will always be by you Harper.”

“I meant when I said I loved you.” He throttled with tears streaming down his face in rapid succession.

There was something deep down inside of me that still wanted to run away; away from these problems that were plaguing my life, but there stood a man in front of me baring his soul and opening up a new world for me. I wanted to cling to him and tell him everything was going to be okay. I wanted to make love to him and hold him throughout the night. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with a man who knew all my secrets and still wanted to be with me. I wanted to tell him I loved every single ounce of him including his past. I wanted to meet his daughter and get to know her and let him understand that everything was going to be alright.

“I love you too,” I murmured into his ear just as he grabbed my face and planted his plush lips into mine tenderly.

“Oh thank you Harper,” h
e cried breaking his lips free from mine. I gently wiped away the tears that continued to pour down his face.

“I w
ant you to make love to me. Now,” I commanded with gentle passion.

His lips fell against mine gently parting them while slipping his tongue delicately into my mouth. He was sipping for passion as his hands explored their way through my hair delicately smoothing out the knots.

I wanted to savor the moment, breathing in his familiar vanilla and mint scent that cascaded over him and touching him in ways that was reminiscent of exploring his body for the first time.

“I love you
Harper. I love you so much,” he murmured in between velvety kisses. I pulled apart from him and tugged on the bottom of his shirt to indicate that I wanted to take it off. His hands raised and I gasped at the sight of his strong arms with defined biceps and muscular hands. I pulled the shirt off him but not before kissing gently the tattoo on his arm where Evelyn was inscribed.

In that moment, he groaned in delight and my sex throbbed instantly sending wetness down to my core. His hands followed mine and pulled my shirt off exposing a plain baby blue bra that emphasized my tan breasts.

He started off slowly kissing the side of my neck gently, touching every part of my skin with his moist lips. We both were still sitting on the couch, but he managed to grab me by the waist and pull me on top of him so that I was sitting directly over his waist.

His hands went exploring my back, touching each crease with ease before he unclasped my bra sending my tits free from the bra.

He pulled my naked chest close to his so we touched in a moment of bare intimacy. His lips graced mine sending waves of delight shooting through the deepest parts of my core. He grabbed me by my hips and lifted me off the couch, carrying me into my bedroom and slamming me down on to the bed.

When he mounted me he started nibbling my perky nipples sweetly until moving down my navel. He unzipped my pants with one hand and with the other unbuttoned them, pushing them down off my ankles.

“You are most beautiful like this Harper,” he delighted while taking in my naked self as I lie there only in a small blue lace thong.

His hands pulled my thong off me instead of his usual violent ripping of the thong, which indicated that he wanted to arouse me in every way possible before slipping into me. His hands moved smoothly towards my pulsing sex before he slipped two fingers inside.

He massaged the inside of me, touching my clit with ease and forbiddance. His vibrating ministrations sent me into a wave of insurmountable pleasure. As my clit started to soak, we both moaned together in zest. After a few moments, I wanted to pleasure him like he was pleasuring me, so I rolled on top of him and massaged my tongue around his giant shaft.

His body responded by sending his cock into a pulsing erection. My mouth moved down on him, taking his whole body into me, sending waves of bliss and confidence striding through me. I grabbed him whole and moved my hand up and down in the same repetitive motion as my mouth was moving.

“Fuck.” He moaned loudly while his hands reached down to massage my perky tits as my movements became swifter with my mouth.

“Don’t cum.
” I commanded with dominance making sure we reached our climax together.

He threw me over back on my back and bit down on my bottom lip, just hard enough to ignite my pain sensations, but not enough to hurt me. This was an extremely sexy move which made the bed wet as I leaked through my core.

He grabbed his hard cock and slowly inserted into me, sending the rest of my body into shock as he went in. He moved down next to me so his body was touching mine and placed his velvety lips against mine kissing me slowly as he pulsed in and out with his aroused cock. This was a feeling I had never felt before. We were making delicate and smooth love with each other.

I pushed him off me and threw him on his back, wanting him to watch me bounce on top of him when he massaged the inside of my pussy with his large erection. As I lowered down onto him, he stung my g-spot, sending a tidal wave of desire threw my center. I moved slowly at first while his eyes rolled back in his head, reeking of pleasure. He was intoxicating me with his largeness so I moved quicker moving around him alternating with moving up and down bouncing quickly amongst him.

He reached his hands out grabbing my hips hard and thrusting them back down on him with desire. He was being gentle with me, while dominating over me.

He abruptly stopped and as he sat up picked me up throwing me down on the bed while quickly slipping back inside of me. He pushed me all the way towards the frame of the bed and slammed himself inside of me while simultaneously groaning with desire. As the bedpost slammed and the frame pounded against the wall, he moved with delicate force as he slammed my forehead against the bed frame.

“Shit” he muttered, moving me down on the bed while still fucking me with passion and lust.

I bit my lips as I felt a well form in the deep center of my core. I could feel myself on the brink of releasing when he grumbled and groaned a few times, indicating he was about to release as well.

With three more dramatic thrusts of his hips into me, we both screamed letting the rip-roaring orgasms releases between us. Moving every cell and gene in my body, an immediate release thrust itself upon me. As our bodies melted into each other, Ryder kissed my forehead lightly with a fulfilled look on his face.

“I love you Harper,” h
e murmured as he released from inside of me, letting his swollen cock glide out of my sex.

“I love you too,
” I whispered as I cuddled into the crook of his neck. His hands moved to grab me in a tight embrace and he weaved our legs together so there was not an inch of open space between us.

We held each other there for a moment, trying to get our heart rates to ascend from the rapid pace they were at. Our rugged breathes slowed into a gentle pace.

We sat there in silence thinking of the intense passion that escaped us and I couldn’t imagine why earlier in the day I even wanted to leave because there is no place better than right here in the muscular arms of Ryder. I couldn’t think of a place I’d rather be than in this moment with him. I felt helpless, but in a good way. I couldn’t control myself around him, but I am not sure I want to be in control when I am around him because letting go and breathing him in is something that excites me and turns me into a bubbling mess.