Novel & Cerita Classroom Of The Elite Romance

"No, no, no, I don't want to implant a bomb on the toilet later." "I'll still eat some though. C'mon, let's go." Then we went out of the campus dorm after fixing a few more stuff left. While we were walking, Toma noticed something from a distance and talked to me. "Damn. Yuji, I can't believe she's dating Duke." He said, quickly pointing at some place and there I saw Cami with her boyfriend Duke.

Title: Office Hours Genre: Contemporary Erotica, Taboo Romance, Power Dynamics ************************************************ The rain tapped gently against the tall window in Professor Dorian Blackwell’s office. The air smelled of books and coffee, quiet and heavy with something unspoken. The lamp on his desk glowed warm, casting shadows across the leather-bound volumes that lined the shelves. Elena Voss stood outside his door for a moment, heart pounding, her fingers brushing over her skirt as she gathered her courage. She didn’t come for her grade. She didn’t come to talk about class. She came to have him.

Hayes pushed Keona’s head, “Everyone knows you hate Professor Marcel, it’s obvious you would rather walk on fire than be in the same space with him.” Hayes made a lot of sense. I think I would tell Sir we should come in our separate cars. I can’t let rumors spread about us right now. “Whatever,” I said in a high-pitched sing-like voice as I took my seat. The first class went by slowly, and the second one came in. “You seem excited,” Keona bumped her shoulder with mine. “It’s my man’s class,” I whispered with excitement. “Must be nice to be in love,” Eveline scoffed as she made faces.

She kissed me softly, then Elena, and whispered against our lips… “Next week… my penthouse suite. Bring the bigger toys.” Elena laughed low, fingers still circling my oversensitive clit. “And the new vibrating butt plug I ordered… the one that pulses in time with our heartbeats.” I could barely speak, but I smiled. “Yes, ma’am… I’ll be early.” The city lights glittered outside the glass walls, but inside Elite National Bank the only thing that mattered was the slick, throbbing promise of more… much more.

Roman pushed through the heavy velvet curtain into the private room that was assigned to him, his pulse already hammering from the club's thumping bass. The air was thick with the scent of perfume, sweat, and money. His coworker had sworn this place delivered exactly what his wife refused to give him anymore. The raw, no-limits release and passion he no longer got in his marriage. His wife Elara had lost passion for sex and he had forgotten what he felt like to get fucked without the use of his hands.. The moment his eyes landed on Alison, every frustration from the office and the cold, sexless bed at home sharpened into pure, animal need.

Weeks later... It was the last day of school week. Everyone in class was excited for the weekend. Ever since that class orgy last time, things changed somewhat. Nowadays, when class ends, you could see one or two couples making love with the female seated on either his or her own desk. No one reported to any teacher of course coz it was a great time to watch premium entertainment. And of course when the dude is making the girlfriend moan like crazy, many would cheer, whistle, even clap.

The woman with him prodded me to come closer and I did and she finally took us to class. Hm. At last. I paused at the entrance and took a look into the so called *class*. Huh? It didn't look like a normal classroom like I was expecting. It was somewhat like an office, just that, it was big and had so many seats arranged in it. A lot of people were already seated there - young good looking boys and girls and I guess they were couples as well. Of course. I walked in with Ryan and the woman and we were asked to take a seat.

Nothing, we just talked, Ellen let out. Karen looks at Ellen doubtful. She knew that something romantic had transpired between Ellen and Logan with the way Ellen blushed and couldn't look at her while she spoke. Karen knows that Ellen does that whenever she's lying or is trying to hide something. But Karen is happy for Ellen so she doesn't ask any further questions. "Let's go to our next class or we will have a record of being late in this school, Ellen says pulling Karen with her to their Social Studies class. *******************************************

But this was the first time we were all together in the same class. Areena, Edward and Pretoria. Being their final year, the school authority made an elite class of all the highest-ranking students, making it the best of the Best. Elite Class A, obviously all three happen to be among the 25 of the best final-year students in all the classes. Being an honored class makes it even more difficult for Areena with the whole school. "Everybody hates me." She mumbled to herself, wishing for the final year to end. And how she would have to endure it again. The class ended, in a blink of an eye, and so does the school.

… Paige’s mind was elsewhere during class. She was thinking about Chris’, Shelly’s, Pierre’s, and Luna’s relationship. Luna liked Pierre, who liked Shelly, who liked Chris. However, Chris was married to Paige. He was also Luna’s brother. It was the most peculiar love pentagon. These messy relationships would make a good book. The class was over before Paige could snap out of her thoughts. It was past eleven o’clock. Paige was on her way to the school cafeteria for lunch with Annabelle.