Im In Love With My Professor Novels & Stories

Story 5: private tutor with Professor 1 ANNA I have always had a big crush on my young professor, and I don't find it odd or disgusting. My professor who is young and handsome, sexy and well-muscled is every woman's dream and it isn't strange for me to have thought about him I want him, and I wouldn't deny that but I know it's impossible between us. He is everyone's favourite and can get any woman he wants and I know he wouldn't be interested in a shy person like me.

Seeing me distressed, Colin was about to defend me, but he was cut off by the professor. "And you, Colin, I've always boasted to everyone about you being the role model and my best student with unlimited potential. But you seem completely oblivious to this. Instead, you indulge yourself in matters of love. You've disappointed me." Colin and I exchanged a nervous glance and didn't dare to speak. We hardly had any proper dates since we started dating. Could that even be considered as indulging in matters of love? Did the professor have some misunderstanding of the words he said? "What's with all the flirting in front of me? Are you trying to show off your love? Fine, I'm not your father anyway

In that moment, it became undeniable that our fates were intricately entwined, and the realization of finding my mate, my soulmate, right here in the professor's office left me breathless with joy. Professor Blake's touch was gentle yet deliberate as he reached for the sides of my chair. With an affectionate smile playing on his lips, he slowly and romantically turned my chair around, positioning me to face him directly. His hands lingered for a moment longer than necessary, sending shivers down my spine. As I met his gaze, I could see the depth of emotion in his eyes, a mixture of longing and affection. We were no longer just a professor and a student; we were two souls who had found each o

You know the kind of love where you are happy because your partner is happy. I had seen it in movies and sometimes I wondered how that often happened. Even if it meant getting wet this way and catching a cold later in the night, I felt tingles rolling all over me because she was laughing. I loved it. I wouldn't lie, I wanted more of it. For her to laugh like this. Jump and be excited. I didn't know when I smiled until a student pointed at me. “Professor Alexander is smiling!”

"But, with the stupid smile on your face, I know it has something to do with Mr Neil, right." "I... Am going to be seeing him everyday now eeeeeeh." She squealed in excitement while covering her face in her palms. Rayne laughed. "You really have a huge crush on the professor huh?" "What crush, he's my angel." Lena pouted in a matter of factly way. "Well isn't that a crush?" Rayne probed. "No, it's like he's my guardian angel, like an idol that's it." "Humph, how is that any different." Rayne continued to tease as they both entered the martial arts section of the gym after changing into their uniforms in the locker room.

Luckily nothing more happened that day and I returned home at usual time! -- For the next couple of days, I religiously did my classes and those mild sparks and smiles, a few exchange of glances kept happening between us and by the end of the week, I was more than sure that my professor was interested in me and I also was very attracted to him! Spending days alone was getting more and more difficult, especially because love was a very new feeling for me and I had just began to live life when the divorce thing had to happen! Next day was a Saturday and there was some activity in the University which I had to attend!

“I’ve been wanting to say this for a long time, and I just… I think it’s time I finally do. Luther… I like you. I truly do. More than a student should ever feel for her professor, I know. But I don’t care about the rules or expectations right now. All I care about is how I feel, and how you make me feel.” He didn’t speak. His eyes just stared at her, utterly unreadable. His lack of response only intensified her nervousness, but she pressed on, her voice cracking slightly. “I know we’ve… shared things. Intimate things. And I honestly thought that meant something to you. Because to me, it means everything. I… I think I’m in love with you.” A heavy, suffocating silence descended upon the room,

"Which of you is Amarantha Chevallier?" I looked up at the professor when he said my name. They all looked at me. -It's me. - Can you come with me please? —I blinked several times without understanding but finally I stood up and followed him outside. -Something happens? I ask him. It stops so I stop. Up close it's much better. My God, until recently I was hating men and now I'm attracted to my teacher. I don't understand myself seriously. “Maybe you don't remember me, Amie,” he tells me.

The professors were supportive, pushing me to reach my full potential, and my fellow classmates became not just acquaintances but friends who shared my passion for knowledge. As the semesters flew by, I discovered a love for literature, finding solace and inspiration within the pages of books. It was during an English class that I met someone who would change my life once again—Professor Williams. With her vibrant personality and sharp intellect, Professor Williams became more than just a teacher; she became a mentor, guiding me towards new horizons and challenging me to think beyond my limitations.

I hate you. I sent this message to him with crying emoji. My Hottie Professor: Because yesterday I made you tired, so I want to give my student some rest. That's my main motive to give you punishment and I love you, my Princess. I opened my mouth in an O shape after knowing his real intention for giving me such a hard punishment. He is so caring. I'm in love with his every side. I'm falling in love with him more and more with each passing second. Inaya: My caring hottie Professor.