Best Professor Student Romance Books Novels & Stories

“Sir, you need to read sometimes. Calm your nerves, relax your thoughts. There’s a great app—GoodNovel.” I found it on the app store and downloaded it in seconds. The interface popped up and right there under the NEW tab was something that stopped me in my tracks: Bound By His Rules: MM Short Erotica Compilation. There was no hesitation from me. I clicked it immediately. The first chapter was like a slap to my already overloaded senses. Professor Richard—cold, confident, dominant. Student Gregory—shy, brilliant, bending under power like he was made to submit. I couldn’t stop reading.

He did not stop her, and she did not stop walking even though she had not come here with her car. She walked past the front door where another guard had replaced Ray. She continued walking down the hill, in her sky-high heels, her head swimming with a million thoughts. Valentina, Lica, Bryce, but top on her mind was the Professor. What was this sexual tension between them? Was that what it just was now, or was it more? She had never even felt this for Aiden. Why did she then feel this with this Professor, who was perhaps just five years younger than her own father, and had a horrible reputation?

I end the call before he can give me any boy advice. Ria finally walks to where I'm sitting. She collapses on the chair, her books following suit. "Professor Marcus is the reason people know frustration. How can someone that hot be so wicked? “ I let Ria keep her head on my lap as I stroke her hair. It's never been soft since I knew her. "So what happened with him?“ "So, don't tell anyone but he's dating Johnny. Johnny is one of his students. I know relationships with students aren't allowed but they're so cute. You wouldn't get it.“

She tried to pull back, but it was useless. The door swung open. They stepped inside. The lock clicked shut. Only then did Dominic release her—but not to give her space. He moved closer, forcing her back against the cold wall. The air between them was thin, charged. Renata raised a hand, pressing against his chest. “Professor Dominic—” The words never made it out. Dominic leaned in, his mouth crashing onto hers. The kiss was fierce, hot, desperate—nothing tender about it. It was the kind of kiss from someone who’d lost everything and was clinging to the last thing he had left.

In my hands was a book. A werewolf novel. Fake Dating My Ex Alpha Mate’s Rival Biker Stepbrother. The title alone would have made me laugh a few weeks ago. It was written by N-Victory, an author whose stories I had loved for years. I had found the book that morning in the small library room downstairs and had been hooked ever since the doctor left. My eyes moved across the pages quickly. The characters were dramatic. Emotional. Chaotic. Exactly the kind of romance stories I used to devour without thinking. But not as dark as the ones I used to love.

He was making her nervous and she didn’t know why. He continued reading the names until they were finished. Once done, he walked back towards the desk and immediately started talking about what they were going to take this year and what to expect. He took out a chalk and turned around to start writing some points on the board while he talked. Kayla opened her old purple notebook, which she was still using, and immediately began taking notes. Her writing was neat and she was a fast writer, meaning she could keep up with him. As time passed, their eyes kept traveling towards each other. Kayla couldn’t understand what this feeling was. he was her professor and she shouldn’t be feeling attractio

it felt so new to you since it's Genesis the man I love and I never had sex with him. you looked into his eyes. you were turned on by his face; the raised eyebrow, the seductive eyes, the little smirk plastered on his face. oh goodness. I thought that I already moved on but I was wrong. All this time I'm still in love with him. you didn't realize that he loosened your red lace brassiere. your breath hitched, he was that damn fast. you let your straps fall to your shoulder as he slowly removes the cloth from your chest.

But those attempts quickly realized they could never compete with the professor's loyalty to his work. When he looked at Isa, he could see it. Her eyes were dark... brown like a barren forest in a frigid, snowless winter night. Yet amidst the trees was a flame. It was the same spark Isa saw in her professor that now plagued her fantasies. The sin, immorality, corruption of it all... No. She's a student. The relationship between a professor and student should always remain chaste. Although if we lived in a lawless society, Theodore would have Isa's hands bounded and her ass branded with his belt.

He narrowed his eyes on her. “No,” she answered. “Now, leave.” Professor Jaxon glowered. Brooke shot me a glare before walking away with her minions. “That's sexy,” Clara leaned in, whispering in my ear. “The professor is the most eligible bachelor in school, and his defending you in this manner can mean he senses a bond with you. Do you feel it?” I rolled my eyes. I was still trying to understand the bonding system. How the hell would I feel one when I knew nothing about how it even works? Also, for a professor? That should be totally forbidden.

he asked. “I can’t have you taking it off premises so yes,” she replied. “I know you’re a quick reader.” Damien Black was a good author. He could tell from the first page. The setting wasn’t unique, but he could tell the author was setting up something that hadn’t been done before. The story was set in at a British university in the 1960s and depicted a forbidden romance between a professor and student. The first smut scene he came across was tastefully done.