All Chapters of Falling For My Professor : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Elara POV :"Uhm....who... who is on the line." I had to pretend like I didn't know who was on the phone cause the look on Elliot's face shows how livid he was already and I just knew how this was gonna end. "Your Favorite student." Adrian said in a deep sexy voice. I could feel him smirking through the phone. If I wasn't in a dead situation right now, i could have gotten turn on over it but....."You better get off that fucking phone." Elliot mouthed to me, trying not to let Adrian hear him. "Uhm Adrian, I'm kinda busy right now. I'll see you when I get to work." I hanged up instantly without giving him any chance to reply back. I switched off my phone to avoid further calls from him. As I proceeded to drop my phone beside me, I felt Elliot hands grab my feet and pulled me to where he stood at the edge of the bed. “Who the fuck was that? Answer me? Is it your little boy toy, huh?”“N..No… He’s my student.”“Oh your student? So you cheat on me with little school boys now, right?

Elara POV :I can't believe Adrian is here of all places. God! Fuck my life.I don't want Elliot to know or see him, that will cause a whole lot of drama for me and I definitely do not want that. "Well I was invited, so why won't I be here" he answered smirking with his eyes constantly going up and down my body. "Wh...What ? Invited? By who?" I asked confused cause this event is for the really really rich ones and Elliot is even lucky his boss took him along. That why I'm even here cause his boss asked him to bring his wife and since his boss knows me, he had no choice but to come with me. Even though, he kept on reminding me not to disgrace him and if I do, he will make sure I don't see the end of it. So I decided to keep to myself and just sit at the bar until he is ready to go, that way I save myself from getting hit and I save him from getting embarrassed, which was going well.... Until... somebody decided to pop up."Well my father was invited but since he wasn't around, he ask

Adrian POV:I woke up to something heavy bouncing on my bed and a voice yelling my name like an alarm clock that hated me. I groaned and rolled over, hoping it was a dream, but it wasn't. Ethan was actually jumping on my bed like a child."Wake up, lover boy!" he shouted.I opened one eye and stared at him. "If you don't get off my bed right now, I swear I'll break your neck."He only laughed and jumped again. I sat up fast, ready to swing, but stopped when I saw Drake and Daniel standing by the door watching us like this was morning entertainment."Morning, sunshine," Drake said with a grin.I glared at all of them. "What the hell do you want?"Ethan grinned wider. "We're going out. You've been moody for days, man. Time to touch grass.""Touch grass?" I repeated. "I was touching sleep until you three idiots showed up."Daniel ignored me and started digging through my closet. "You're not wearing those depressing black shirts again. I'm picking something that says 'I'm alive.'"I shot

I woke up from the dream I had of Elara. Oh fuck Elara! What are you doing to me. My heart was pounding like I just ran a marathon and my dick was rock hard, throbbing under the sheets like it had a mind of its own. I could still smell her perfume in my head, that sweet floral shit that makes me want to bury my face in her neck and never come up for air. In the dream she was riding me slow, her tits bouncing in my face, whispering my name like a prayer while her pussy clenched around me so tight I almost came right there in my sleep.I rubbed my hands on my face, trying to think of every irritating thing I could think of to get rid of this hard on I have. Like the time my ex cheated on me with that douchebag from the gym. Or a old granny twerking butt naked. But nothing worked. Every time I closed my eyes I saw Elara's lips wrapped around my cock, her tongue swirling around the tip while she looked up at me with those innocent professor eyes. Mrs. Stone. Fuck. The way she says it in c

Elara POVI basically ran out of the classroom the second the bell rang, my heels clicking too loud on the floor, my bag banging against my hip. My panties were soaked, like actually dripping, and every step made it worse, the fabric rubbing against my clit and making me bite my lip so hard I tasted blood. I didnt even look back to see if Adrian was still watching, I couldnt, because if I did I knew Id trip over my own feet or do something stupid like beg him to follow me. He already tempted me enough.My office was at the end of the hall, thank fuck no one was around this early. I shoved the door open, slammed it behind me, and leaned against it for a second, trying to breathe. My hands were shaking. My whole body was on fire. I could still feel his eyes on me, that stupid smirk, the way he tilted his head like he owned me already. I hate him. I hate how much I want him. I hate how much I'm willing to risk just to have him fuck me. God!!!! I can't believe I'm about to do this in my o