Best Professor Student Romance Books Novels & Stories

he said as if he were reading my mind. “Holy shit,” I mumbled, tightening my hold on the cup. “Well…let’s get this show on the road. As you know, I am Professor Elias Grey, and it seems there has been some sort of…improper pairing. My wolf and I recognized us as mates, but nothing will come of it,” he insisted. A brow slid to my hairline. “Improper pairing? Is that a fancy way of saying that the Moon Goddess made a mistake? I hadn’t expected you to be so blasphemous.”

I could damn near smell the forest, my day dream was practically tangible. Don’t forget the deliciously lickable cowboy abs, Maya had added. Ally taught me how to look up our professors on a site called Rate My Professor. It’s basically a website where students can rate their courses and their professors. Ally was particularly taken with her Human Resources prof she’d had earlier that day. I had to admit, he was very attractive. He had this light little smirk in his bio picture that made my belly tingle and brain zone out. That’s not your belly tingling, girlie. That’s your lady parts, Maya chipped in.

"This is a joke. This whole dinner is a joke. Dad, are you really going to sit here while he insults us with this... this charity case?" "Sit down, Dominic," Arthur said. He looked embarrassed. "Professor Blackwood is a guest of the university." "He’s a creep!" Dominic yelled. He stood up, knocking his chair over. The whole ballroom went silent. "He’s sleeping with his student and you're all just eating your fish like it's okay!" Caspian didn't move. He didn't even take his hand off my leg. He just looked up at Dominic with a bored expression. "Dominic," Caspian said. "You're making a scene. And you’re wrong. I’m not sleeping with my student."

They all share one thing and that is, they're just boys, not men, not like the ones I dream and fantasize about. I want both Professor Wyatt Rooke and Professor Bryce Lockhart. They are real men, strong and in charge, with bodies that make my cock hard just thinking about them. Wyatt with his deep voice and blue eyes that pin you down and Bryce with that smooth charm and thick arms that could hold you down roughly. In my head, they're together, taking me apart, their cocks thick and demanding, filling me up while I beg. It's wrong, so fucking wrong, a student lusting after his teachers like this but that's what makes it burn me more.

The ring fit Esme’s finger like it was made for her. My thoughts scatter as the next professor steps onto the stage. Mr. Grumpy. The teacher that got insanely more handsome, a lot due to my expert skin and hair care. Maybe all the sex is helping him boost his testosterone, as well. 'The most eligible bachelor' the whole school calls him. Jace looks infuriatingly good in a tailored suit, shoulders squared, every bit the image of authority as he takes his spot next to my brother. They're almost glued stuck to each other. When we went on holiday, they called each other every day.

My Professor's Obsession PURE ENGLISH VERSION Written by: AdicQueen09 Genre: Romance/ Adult Fiction 18+ This book is a work of fiction , Names and Characters , Some places and incidents are products of the author's imagination and are used factitiously , Any resemblance to actual events , places or persons , living or dead is entirely coincidence. WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS MATURED CONTENTS. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. ************************* This story is about Student and Teacher relationship.

The professor turned pale when she saw me, and the man looked my way, and I was shocked when I recognized him. My mouth widened in disbelief as I saw the man who was eating her out was our new Psychology Professor. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Professor Buenaventura is one of the most respected professors on campus because of her beauty, sophistication, and intelligence, so it was impossible to believe what I was seeing. But when I realized that it was really her and that they were having sex inside her office on school property, my respect for her plummeted. It was a disgrace to have sex inside the school property.

Without that, she would have absolutely nothing left. Especially now. My heels clicked softly against the polished floor while thoughts formed steadily inside my mind. Professor Green’s class. The moment his name crossed my thoughts, a strange tension curled faintly through me. Every girl on campus noticed him. It was impossible not to. Tall, cold, sharp-eyed, carrying himself with the kind of authority that made even older professors seem smaller beside him. But unlike most men, Professor Green never looked impressed by attention. He barely looked interested in anyone at all, which somehow only made people crave his approval more.

I said and he put his head back, looking at me with a frown. “Well, you never asked me anything. As far as I know, I'm still just your student, no?” I said with a serious face. “We haven't even been on a date yet.” I continued and I was holding in my laugh at his expression. “Hmmm. I do treat all my students the same. I already have five crashed Ferrari's.” He said with a small smile and I huffed out a laugh. His hands circled my waist and he pulled me flush against his body.

Asked how my classes were, if I had a graduation plan. “Dr. Martinez says I have a good thesis,” I said to him. “I think I could get published if she worked me up further.” "That's excellent. You've worked hard on it." "Have you read it?" "Every draft. It's brilliant." We chatted about books, about teaching, about everything but the violence that had been so much a part of our lives. For those few hours, we were just a professor and student in love despite every rule that said they couldn’t be.