First-Person POV Web Novels & Professor Campus Stories

“Look at how well you’re taking my dick, such a good girl”, I moan even louder as he leans forward to lick my tears off my face. “Did my son fuck you this good?” I shake my head and he slaps my boobs. “Use your words princess” I cry out, “nooo!! Fuck” and my boyfriend’s, well ex boyfriend’s dad smiles down at me and my heart skips a beat. “Good girl.” Oh God, there’s really no backing out now. Della never gave her name to the stranger she spent one reckless night with in college. She didn't need to. She slipped out before he woke, certain she'd never see him again. Two years later, she's dating his son. By the time she realizes the truth, she's already spending the summer under his roof, caught in a slow, dangerous pull neither of them can explain, until a single moment at a pool party changes everything: he remembers exactly who she is, in the same breath he discovers his own son has been cheating on her the whole time. What follows is a collision neither of them can walk back from. A father and son at war over the same woman. A confession that isn't gentle. A scandal that threatens to end a career. And a truth Della can't outrun twice. Steamy. Forbidden. Impossible to look away from.

Ava Clarke is twenty-one, bold, and fully aware of the rumors swirling around Professor Damon Wolfe-the Literature Department's most feared and desired professor. His classes are impossible to ace, and his gaze could undress you from across the room. Then she gets a C on an essay she knows deserved better. When she storms into his office demanding he explain himself, she expects a lecture. Not eyes that pin her in place like prey. "You want to be graded differently?" he asks. "Then earn it."