Chasing Harper

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Harper sat there in a haze of smoke, taking a pull from her pipe; she had to coach herself to breathe as she smoked the maryjane that was currently turning her body into a pool of numbness, she couldn't stand to feel anymore. "He cheated," whispered a voice in her head as she deeply inhaled. "He said he was sorry," Exhale. "But you love him" Inhale. "How long did this go on?" Exhale.

She put the pipe down and laid down on the blanket she kept in her trunk. She went to the beach. Her and Sofia's favorite kickback spot when she wasn't busy with school or work, and Sof had down time from modeling. Harper didn't think heartache was supposed to happen so young, for goodness sakes she was only 22. She never would have thought that Liam would be the cause of it.

He was her knight in shining brass, a silly joke that they shared. Her own personal brand of cocaine. The blueberries to her buttermilk pancakes. He was one of the consistent people she could trust and lean on outside of her immediate family and Sofia. One of the things that made her originally fall for him in the beginning was the fact that he perfected her favorite breakfast food. He was a horrible cook but he always tried, which made her fall just a little bit harder. When she would walk into the kitchen and see him with a look of concentration on his face as his tongue poked out of the corner of his mouth, ingredients were splattered all over him and the kitchen, he was the cutest thing. Even if the food was burnt or raw, or just tasted plain horrible, you could tell that he honestly tried and for that she couldn't help but not love him. Finally he got a recipe right when he learned how to make the perfect blueberry pancakes from scratch. He made the absolute best blueberry pancakes.

Whenever they would get into an argument, or she would have a rough day at school or work, a midnight snack after they had a romp in the sack for hours, or just cause. They were her favorite and Liam mastered them saying he did it because she loved them so much, and wanted he them to be perfect every time, she knew it was going to be hard to let that go.

He was supposed to protect her from the bad guys and he turned out to be the bad guy. Harper turned to the side and laid down on the blanket, she just wished the tears would stop. That they wouldn't come anymore, that her heart would turn into ice and these knife like stabs that her chest were receiving were all just some sick and twisted dream. The sad thing was she knew she couldn't stop the tears because it was real, and she did love Liam. He meant the world to her and for that she couldn't to stop. She didn't want to believe that it was really over, that everything she ever believed they had was really done.

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Her phone zinged again, the universal sign that she'd gotten another text message. She knew it was Liam; he wouldn't leave her alone, he had been blowing up her phone since she last saw him. It was now excessive, he wasn't making this breakup any easier, with the incessant phone calls, and constant text messages. She went online and dropped his class the same day she found him with Aimee.

Harper got out of her Jeep and headed up her driveway, she had been avoiding everyone, and she knew pretty soon she would have to answer to them all, but she just couldn't today.

She winced as she unlocked the door, her body hurt; lately all she could do was feel pain. It was seriously getting old, she opened her door and almost went batshit, there was Liam asleep on the couch, as if he'd been waiting for her. She hadn't seen his white Audi anywhere so she had no idea how he got here, probably Uber, she thought. Unfortunately, she knew how he had gotten in, fuck her for not getting her key back!

She quietly tried to tip toe out of the house but the movement caused the floor mat by the front door to make a noise,"Damn that stupid ass mat!," Harper chastised herself mentally. Liam sat up and rubbed his eyes, "Hey Harp, I'm happy your home baby, I've been waiting for you actually, I made your favorite but I don't think it's good anymore, well it's definitely not as fresh, the blueberry syrup can be reheated though," Liam stated as he stood up and stretched, you could see the dark spots under his eyes. Harper could tell that he hadn't shaped his beard in a couple of days, the handsome professor looked rumpled.

"Professor Hunters, what are you doing here? I told you to stop, and please give me my key back," said Harper as she took off her cardigan and messenger bag, and put them on the coat rack.

She saw his eyes harden when she called him Professor Hunters, well she refused to be intimidated by him.

"I know that's what you said, but I needed to see you, Harper listen we can't just throw away what we had, I know I fucked it up, but we can fix this, let's just go on vacation together for the upcoming holiday, we can go away and be better, I'll be better."

Harper stood there dumbfounded, why was he making this hard? Why was he making it seem like she broke up with him for nothing, as if she didn't catch him dicking down his so called business partner.

"Seriously Hunters? Look, I'm tired, and I had a really long day, just go away please?" Harper said as she headed for her bedroom, "Oh and leave your key by the door."

She took off her shoes and plopped down on her bed covering her face with her arm; she couldn't wait for this pain to end. The dull ache that constantly throbbed at the bottom of her belly was making her nauseous; she couldn't eat or sleep unless it was marijuana induced. She heard the front door open and then close, the sound making tears come to her eyes; she knew she told him to leave but she didn't think he really would, maybe he didn't care, she thought as she felt the bed dip. Rising up on her elbows, she saw Liam sitting at the end of the bed staring at her.

Cautiously he took her foot in his hand and began to massage it, Harper didn't want to but she couldn't help but bite back a moan as she asked him the question she'd been dying to know, "just tell me, how long?"

He hit a pressure point in her foot and began to work the tender flesh deeper, taking extra care of the arch in her foot. He switched to the other and gave it the same treatment. Once he was satisfied he began working his way up her calves making her whimper her approval, "It doesn't matter, she's not important, your important, were important, but she isn't baby."

"Liam please, I have to know," she said as she melted back into the pillows.

"Raise up," he said as he began to slide her jeans off of her thickly shaped caramel colored thighs, Harper did as she was told, it's like he had this power over her that she didn't understand. Liam slid in between her legs and began to massage her inner thighs making her moan; he looked at her and could tell that she still wanted to know the answer.

"Twice, it was nothing really, it was more of the chase rather than the actual conquering, one day though we went too far, and baby if I could take it back I would but I can't ," he finished quietly as his hands stilled on her thighs.

Harper could feel the pounding behind her ears as her eyes watered with knowing tears. She looked at Liam's beautiful face, taking in the contours of his strong jaw line, his rumpled stylishly cut dark blonde hair, and mesmerizing green eyes. She didn't want to believe that he would do this to her, but he had and although he said twice, she knew she would never stop wondering if it were more.

She knew that this would be the last time she would ever let Liam into her soul and body like this and she wanted to make it the best. They would never get another chance because after this, she had to close his chapter in her book.

Liam leaned in and wiped the tears away from Harper's face with his thumbs. He couldn't believe that he monumentally fucked up one of his greatest relationships. Yes, she was 7 years younger than him, and he knew from the very beginning that his attraction to her was inappropriate, however one day he saw a chance to go beyond their student/teacher relationship and he couldn't help himself. He knew he loved this beautiful girl, he remembered the first time he ever saw her.

She was trying to reach a book off of the top shelf in the library, her beautiful lightly caramel skin and thickly shaped body made him do a double take as her long black hair cascaded down her shoulders to the middle of her back. She was wearing distressed olive green shorts, a black tank top, and cognac flip flops, she was damn sexy.

She wasn't skinny by any means but she wasn't fat either, her body was way to athletic for that. Her waist was small, her legs were thick and muscular. And that ass, whew was a thing of beauty. It was heart shaped and round. He knew he shouldn't be looking at a student like that but she caught him by surprise. He just needed to see her face, he just had to. When she turned and looked at him, he fucking swooned. She was exceptional. Large perky breast spilled over her tank, her stomach completely flat. Her eyes were almond shaped and the color of warm brown honey, her nose cute and round like a small button. Thickly shaped pink lips like a bow, and cheek bones so high, people would pay money. He was enraptured. She stepped down the latter and missed the last wrung, tripping. Liam stepped quickly into action and caught her before she face planted into the itchy carpet.

She looked up completely embarrassed, he smiled sweetly helping her to her feet. "Be careful there," he said lightly; trying not be affected by her expensive smelling perfume. Then she smiled; and Liam was pretty sure he was gone from there. Straight white teeth showed as she gave him an easy sexy smile, that was currently trying to hid her embarrassment.

"Will do, umm...?"

"Liam, Liam Hunters." He said quickly, sticking out his hand. He wasn't sure why he didn't attach Professor to the beginning of that statement, but he didn't want her to see him as a teacher, at least not yet. He was just a guy, and she a very pretty girl.

"Harper Delaney," she smiled as she shook his hand. Liam was besides himself.

"Well, research calls," she said as she held up an autobiography on Thurgood Marshall, "um thank you for catching me."

"Of course," he said evenly.

"See you around Liam," waved Harper as she looked closely inside of the book.

All of the girls in California were bony wannabe actresses and models but Harper wasn't. She was just so real and the moment he looked into her warm honey brown eyes and beautiful smile he knew that he was a goner. He just had to have her, but one day something just snapped in him, he lost control and finally let Aimee get what she wanted; him.

He could obviously tell that Harper wouldn't forgive him anytime soon; he could hear the tremble in her voice and the shake of her body as she let loose her waterworks; it killed him when she cried, she rarely did. He had really broken her.

"Harper, love please stop crying, look what will make this moment right now better? Tell me, I'll leave if you want, do you want to hit me? Make me hurt like you're hurting, it's okay baby do it just please stop crying," Liam begged as he placed Harper's hands on his face. Just as he leaned in too kiss away her tears he felt the sharp slap cross his cheek making it a scarlet color. He looked at Harper and could see the troubled fear in her eyes, he moved to grab her hands to kiss them and she slapped him again, and again then fell into his chest into a hiccupping frenzy.

He held her close, kissed her head and shushed her as he rubbed her back. Making her hiccups subside and her tears stop. They both knew that their relationship wasn't easy by any means and maybe things did need to fall apart so they could see things for what they really were, but that didn't stop the rapid heart pace they received when the other was around.

They were going to miss the closeness and the honesty of the raw love they felt for one another, but sometimes love is tricky and it pulls you apart from someone so you can really see who the other person is, it hurt like hell but it was a must and Harper realized that.

She didn't want to do it, but she had too, she had to be weak and needy for a little while. She was tired of pretending to be strong, tired of pretending to be okay. She just wanted to feel something other than pain, Liam was her drug and she was beyond addicted, just one last hit before she went to rehab, so she wasn't surprised when she heard the words fall from her lips, "Please Liam, please," she said as she began to frantically tug at his belt.

"Please what Harp? Tell me beautiful," he pleaded with her, Harper looked into his eyes and felt her heart break just a little more, "please make me forget, make me feel better."

He took her hands off of his belt and kissed her forehead, "lift up your arms love," Harper did as she was told and raised her arms. She felt Liam unhook her bra and pull her shirt over her head; he slid her panties off and laid them with the rest of her clothes.

"Lay down," he softly commanded as he gently pushed her back into the comforter, rubbing the cleft in between her breast, he made a trail of hungry kisses there, making her moan, he kissed all over her breast then took a dark nipple into his mouth, sucking then lightly biting it while squeezing the other.

He could feel her wetness starting to flow; as Liam rubbed her clit in a slow circular motion with his thumb; she was in heaven. He switched sides and gave the other nipple the same treatment; sucking, licking, nibbling, he looked up to see Harper in complete bliss as small tears fell into her hair. He dipped down and began kissing and licking the skin of her abdomen. He licked into her belly button making her stomach flutter. "Oh fuck Liam ," she said as her body slightly lifted off of the bed. Liam made a hungry trail of kisses and licks down her thick body, he hooked his arms around her thighs making it impossible for her to run away from him as he made his assault between her legs. He hungrily circled her clit with his tongue making her moan louder and grab his hair. Sliding his hungry tongue up and down her dewy folds he dipped his tongue into her pussy as he closed his eyes, she tasted so fucking good; he was going to miss this.

He began to eat Harper out like his life depended on it, he could tell that she was going to cum soon by the way she tightened around his tongue and gripped at his hair, lifting her legs up he parted her ass cheeks and made his assault on her dark rosebud, making her buck off of the bed and claw at the sheets, raising up he shucked his clothes off in record speed and put his dick at her entrance, "wrap your legs around me," he said as he grabbed her face and kissed her deep, his tongue sucking hers into his mouth; he wanted her to taste her wetness.

She tasted so good, like peppermint and her essence, with a hard thrust he entered her, making it hard for her to catch her breath as he impaled her on his dick, he knew she needed to adjust because he was heavily endowed, so he slowed down as he gathered her in his arms, he sat on his butt and lined his legs up in the front of him, letting her settle on top of him and ride. She placed both of her legs on either side of him and went to work as she formed a rhythm, making her and Liam both cry out.

"Fuck Hunters, why couldn't you just do right?" she moaned as he began to nudge her g-spot. "This pussy was all yours but you just couldn't do right, could you?" Liam moved his head down and took a nipple in his mouth sucking her into oblivion. He switched to the other as he massaged her ass cheeks in his hands, making her whimper. He gave her a hard slap on each cheek for the Hunters comment, she only did the professor bit piss him off. He wasn't her professor when they were together, he was her man, he hated when she said that shit. After the two slaps Harper could feel her orgasm beginning to come.

Liam grabbed Harper's hips and began to thrust up making her rhythm falter, "Cum for me Harp, this pussy is still mine and always will be, now cum for daddy." Before she could protest, she felt her walls tighten around his dick as her toes curled and her scalp began to tingle, Liam's hips faltered as he felt her orgasm trigger his. He emptied his essence inside her womb, refusing to let her go just yet. The couple moaned and whimpered in bliss until their bodies fell from one another in completion.

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After round three Harper finally untangled herself from Liam, and leaned against the headboard; she looked at him and rubbed her neck, he had left two dark hickies on her; marking her. She gave him a sad smile and said, "I don't hate you Liam." He knew that this was it, the separation, and it was for good.

"I love you," he leaned in and kissed her on the forehead while rubbing her cheek then her neck lightly kissing her lips one last time. He gathered his clothes and got dressed in the living room as Harper turned on her side and let the tears flow, she didn't even try to stop them this time. She clutched her pillow tightly to her chest as it began to cave in, she heard the front door open then close; she really did just lose her everything.

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"Can you feel that?" whispered Liam.

"Hmm, Liam your poking me babe," said Harper sleepily.

Grinding harder Liam wrapped his arm around Harper as he rubbed his dick against her ass.

"Come on baby, I know you feel that," whispered Liam as he licked her earlobe and kissed her cheek.

She sleepily grinned; she was only slightly annoyed but not really, she loved when Liam woke up in the middle of the night horny. She thought it was sexy, that he could just take her in the night. She was never really sexually active or experienced when she first began seeing Liam, she wasn't a virgin, but she only had one boyfriend before him. However, Liam had taught her things about her body and pleasure. Now, she knew just what to do to get him going.

Liam made a trail of rough kisses on her neck as his fingers tiptoed on her hips making their way into her panties.

"Mmm fuck babe," moaned Harper as she turned over on her back and opened her legs.

Kissing her deeply, Liam slowly and deliberately stroked two fingers in and out of her wetness making her arch her back and beg for more.

"Liam... baby please," begged Rae.

"Let daddy hear what you want baby."

"Mmm don't make me beg," pouted Harper.

"Then say what you want," said Liam as he stroked deeper and nudge her g-spot.

"OH FUCK," moaned Harper, "fuck me Liam, please fuck me."

"That's my girl," grinned Liam.

Getting between her legs, Liam placed them on his shoulders, pushing forward he entered her in one fell swoop, knocking the wind out of her. Forming a rhythm, he pounded away in her tightness, he knew she needed a moment to adjust to his size but he couldn't help it.

Harper could feel herself coming, her scalp began to tingle as the rest of her limps began to spasm.

"Oh, damn you feel so amazing, shit Li, I love you," grunted Harper as her first orgasm hit her.

"I love you too Aimee."

"Aimee?" thought Harper as her brain un-fogged and vision cleared.

"What the fuck Liam!?"

It was as if she could see the scene play out in front of her. Liam's head was thrown back in ecstasy as he pounded Aimee from the back, her mouth shaped in a pleasurable O. They both looked at her and grinned, giving her thumbs up, as if she was receiving pleasure from this horrible scene.

"Tonight, we are young, so let's the world on fire we can brighter than sun."

Harper awoke with tears streaking her cheeks as her phone repeatedly sang. Picking it up and looking at the screen she saw that it was her best friend Sofia calling her, she would just let it go to voicemail. It was only 9:30 so that meant that she was pre-gaming at her place and wanted Harper to join her.