Novel & Cerita Professor And Student Romance Books

RAVENNA’S POV. Professor Green’s voice carried steadily through the massive lecture hall, deep and controlled in a way that commanded silence without effort. Every word settled heavily into the room while students hurried to copy notes before he moved on to the next point. Pens scratched constantly against paper, blending with the low hum of the projector and the occasional turning of textbook pages.

I say as I take a few of the strawberries, they are huge, I smile to myself, I have to thank Lady Rockbell. Soon we were cuddled on the sofa, and it’s not a big sofa, yet it works somehow, our bodies meeting in the most comfortable way known to man as we feed each other ice cream covered strawberries. He went for the medium one in the end, he doesn’t complain when I share with him. “What’s your current favorite book?” I ask, His body literally vibrates with excitement, making me chuckle, and he launches into a spiel, telling me about this book he was reading currently, a romance novel about a student and her professor, Her Professor’s Pet is the title, and obviously I am intrigued.

He looked, and this could just be reading meaning into things but, he looked at me like he was in love with me. If that was the case then thank you, Lord. As much as I would have loved to, I knew that I couldn't walk hand in hand with Alex around Heldon. A romantic relationship between a professor and a student was wrong to everyone else and could get us both in trouble. Sometimes, we'd bump into each other in the halls, and our eyes would meet, a flash of shared understanding and longing, before we'd quickly look away, resuming our public personas. It was exhausting, living two separate lives but it was necessary.

As I stepped into his Cabin, he sprinted his rolling chair and greeted me in his sexy voice. "Hello, my favourite student." "Hello, my hottie professor." I reached to him, taking long steps. We're beaming at each other. I placed my handbag on the table. He grasped my hand and yanked me onto his lap. He clasped my face and planted a soft kiss on my lips. I grasped his hair and kissed him passionately. He squeezed my twins, nibbling my lower lip. I moaned in his mouth.

This time the spark was undeniable. His jaw tightened and his eyes darkened with something hungry. “Any final thoughts before we wrap up Elena?” I licked my lips slowly. “Just that some forbidden romances aren’t in books, Professor. They start with a look across the room. A conversation that gets too honest. And they end with bodies crashing together because neither person can pretend anymore.” Class ended with the shuffle of papers and bags but I stayed seated pulse thundering between my legs. Marcus gathered his notes but his gaze lingered on me again that same intense stare. The air felt thick with everything we hadn’t said out loud. My mind raced with filthy possibilities.

Jayden smirks when he saw that the professor straightened her back and looks like she even did the breast out. "Come in. Next time I would not tolerate such late students." She strictly uttered but now she is looking at Riley with so much affection in her eyes. Jayden wanted to laugh but he stopped himself. Who would not? Their professor is already old and yet, she was being captivated by the face of her handsome and dangerous student. The terror professor is indeed smitten to her one student and that is no other than, Riley.

"Unfortunately, hearts are terrible tailors." We sit together in silence again. Then she squeezes my hand. "Is it him?" she asks. I hesitate. Then nod. "Yes." "The professor." "Yes." Ines exhales slowly. "Well, that is spectacularly inconvenient." I laugh despite myself. "You have no idea." "Oh, I do. I study tragic romance in literature. This is practically textbook." I groan. "Please don't compare my life to a doomed Victorian novel." "No promises." Her expression softens again. "Just be careful."

" Only in your head. Because in his, apparently, you are already almost engaged. " Why do you say that? " Girlfriend, this is the first time I've seen this teacher being sociable with students. And yesterday he kept looking in your direction. Either you are silly or you are playing dumb. And once again I reflected on how much I missed that was much more noticeable to others. I knew that I was living a sexual and dangerous adventure with a professor, perhaps 15 years older than me. But romantic? A romantic affair, is it? I really needed to stop and think about it coldly.

“Next time you show up for my class, make sure to be on time. She turns, rotating gracefully as if standing on a turntable. Standing in impossibly tall spiked heels, her leather and tweed pantsuit strains to cover her full, curvy figure. A bit of red peeks out of her collar in the form of a large bow, matching the color of her full, red lips. When our eyes meet, my pens clatter onto the floor, rolling away from me as my jaw drops open. Those gray-green eyes. I’d know those eyes anywhere, they've been haunting my dreams for the last three weeks. “You!” My mystery seductress, the one who took my virginity, is my professor.

Chapter 1 Lila’s pov “Professor Cross, don’t you think the whole point of forbidden love in these books is that it feels so damn good because it’s wrong?” I said, leaning forward on his desk after everyone else had left the lecture hall. My skirt rode up my thighs just a bit as I shifted, and I didn’t bother fixing it. The way his eyes flicked down for half a second made the heat pool low in my belly. Damien Cross looked up from the stack of papers, his dark brows pulling together in that serious way that always got me going.