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I roll my eyes as I quickly follow after my professor who seemed to want to run away from them. I reach him as he unlocked the doors to his office, “After you.” He says with a sweep of hand. I giggle, glad to be alone with him again. “I do like a gentleman.” “Too bad what you got was a gentle professor right?” he says as he locks the door behind him. “Did I get a gentle professor or a naughty professor?” He slides up to me, our bodies barely touching, our eyes drinking each other up. “Which do you want now? I can be your gentle professor, or your naughty professor.” He says as he locks me up effortlessly and plops me down on his mahogany table.

I can see each muscle as she flexes, her calves high and tight as she balances on her four-inch heels. Just as I am sure one more step will make me fall over dead, the professor makes one last turn before stopping before a solid wood door. On a brass placard placed at about eye level, the word with the name 'Dr. Delilah M Davis is engraved. The number 225 is listed just above it with smaller, matching bras. Pulling a key from an inner jacket pocket, she jams it into the lock, twists, and with a quiet little click it swings open. Without saying a word, Professor Davis disappears inside.

he answered grimly. I couldn’t help the gasp that escaped my lips. I didn’t know much about Roderick; I know most called him Rod. But from what I knew about him he was the youngest professor and advisor at this school. He was also a hybrid, born from a vampire and a werewolf. He mainly kept to himself with the other vampires, and he was also the blood lust professor. Skylar spoke about him often and always cooed about how good-looking he was.

“Dangers?” He nodded. “It’s not unheard of for professors to be accused of being attracted to students. I’ve heard some rumors about you and Miss Thatcher already—I believe it was Professor Richards who implied that you two may have had an unsavory relationship. Not that I’m accusing you of such a thing, of course; you seem to have a logical head on your shoulders, and…” “Forgive me, Professor Lovelace, but I’d appreciate it if you got to the point,” I said a bit shortly, although not unkindly.

He teases with a grin. "Yeah well things changed. And no sex, just...whatever else." "Whatever else shouldn't be said so mindlessly. I wouldn't do anything you're uncomfortable with." Their eyes locked and he smiles, showing off his dimple. Azalea regained herself and cleared her throat. "Well, it's settled." "Not quite." She gave him a look and Thompson leant forward. "I know you're an adult, but you have to remember our situation, Ms. Moore. I'm your professor and you're my student. No one should have a clue about this, okay?"

He’s a male. The chat went wild. [What? A guy?] [So the Professor’s tastes are that wild?] I froze. Then, pure, overwhelming joy surged through me. Back when I was trying to save money, I’d bought secondhand access to the campus network using the seller’s existing account, and that seller really was a senior named Charlotte. I just never thought he was a rabbit beastman or a male. I sneaked a glance at Sarek’s face, his expression changing from shock to confusion. The moment he processed that Charlotte was male, his expression was as dark as a storm.

PROFESSOR’S PET: AFTER-CLASS DISCIPLINE Chapter 1: I Get Called to Detention by My Female Professor I always thought I was straight. I’d dated boys in high school — sweet, safe boys who kissed me politely and never pushed for more. I had crushes on male actors and professors who looked like they belonged in a romance novel. I never once looked at another woman and felt anything beyond casual admiration or friendship. Until Professor Elena Voss.

“What, you don't believe me? Is this because I let you—” “No. It's not because of anything we did, Professor. How come Professor Evelyn knows your sexuality, and I don't? You know how stupid I felt when she told me you were gay? And you told her of all people? What if she tells the entire fucking school? And what was that you were searching for? You didn't think it was right to at least tell me—” Goodness, I have never seen him talk so much in one go. “Would you at least let me talk?” I interrupted him with a tired expression, rubbing my fingers over the space between my brows. He finally sucked in a sharp breath and crossed his arms, almost like he was sulking or something. Why did he look

We laughed and then my eyes fell on my hottie professor. He's looking at us suspiciously. "Now I want more details about your master professor." As Anu said excitedly, I looked at her. "Wait, first let me message him." She nodded and I typed the message. Me: You won't believe it that Anu and Cabir are also in a BDSM relationship My hottie Professor: It would be unbelievable for you, but I had already doubt on them. Me: What? How?

Afraid that once he would see her, he would lose all his control of his emotions in front of her. Even though they haven't met each other again, he had already lost his mind , applying to be a professor in the university where she is studying. He knew that it is a big no-no for a teacher to have a relationship with one of his students. But he wants to take the risk in order for him to protect her, to fill all the years they missed when he was away and not on her side when she was suffering. He wanted to be part of her life once again.