Professor Romance Books Novels & Stories

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.

“Hmm. He told me to pick a place so what do you think is the best place to go for a vacation now?” I thought over it for some second before a place clicked in my head. I leaned forward to tell her about it but something caught my attention behind her, in the distance. The back of the man looked familair and when he turned around, my heart almost raced out of my chest. Professor Marison was walking toward a table and behind him was a woman who looked to be around his age. She was beautiful, with long blonde hair and a nice smile. I could not help but eye the way her white short dress fit her slim and curvy build.

He asked me, propping himself up on his hand. “Yeah, much better,” I whispered, not wanting to break this moment between us. Placing another of those soft kisses he sat up and said, “I’m going to change.” . . A Gupta . Have you checked out my other books? If you're new, do check out my books. They all are completed and are dark romance with twisted heroes that will make you hate them but by the end of the book you'll fall for them still!! You can start with, Bride To Be and Saved By The Devil.

“Damien not glued to your side today? Odd. He tends to keep his… projects close.” Serena’s brows drew together. “What exactly are you implying?” “Oh, come now.” Camille stepped closer, her perfume cloying, her smile widening. “You don’t honestly think you’re the first, do you? Damien has a pattern. Swoops in, plays the saviour, dresses his women up like trophies, parades them around… and when he’s bored, he doesn’t just walk away. He breaks them. Quietly. Completely.” Serena’s jaw tightened, though her voice stayed steady. “Thanks for the unsolicited TED Talk on Damien Drake, but I’ll pass.”

But then, I shook, when a knock on the door resounded again, “Professor Ron, are you in there?!” I almost snapped at Cassie, yelling at her to go to the appropriate authorities to convey her grievances. Ron belonged to me, right here and now. Again, my reasoning blurred when his mouth left my boob and his tongue grazed down my waist, sucking on my smooth skin every inch of the way. He left his mark, trailing down to my nether region. “Oh God, you are so addicting.” I liked his craziness over me. His need told me he wanted me and I could put my mind to rest now. But it was doing something else to my brain too.

And I wanted to focus on the delightful currents charging my imagination that I couldn't be bothered to give more than a smile and a nod. By the time of the first lecture, I was wet down there, and my nipples were hard and sensitive. And all I could think of was the myriad of positions we've tried over the past week. “Romance,” the prof began, “the experience of love or infatuation….” At the cue, I pushed through the bubbling under my skin and opened my laptop and then my lecture notes—and my phone trembled softly. Picking it up, I saw a text from Hunter and hastily opened it.

They all share one thing and that is, they're just boys, not men, not like the ones I dream and fantasize about. I want both Professor Wyatt Rooke and Professor Bryce Lockhart. They are real men, strong and in charge, with bodies that make my cock hard just thinking about them. Wyatt with his deep voice and blue eyes that pin you down and Bryce with that smooth charm and thick arms that could hold you down roughly. In my head, they're together, taking me apart, their cocks thick and demanding, filling me up while I beg. It's wrong, so fucking wrong, a student lusting after his teachers like this but that's what makes it burn me more.

"This is a joke. This whole dinner is a joke. Dad, are you really going to sit here while he insults us with this... this charity case?" "Sit down, Dominic," Arthur said. He looked embarrassed. "Professor Blackwood is a guest of the university." "He’s a creep!" Dominic yelled. He stood up, knocking his chair over. The whole ballroom went silent. "He’s sleeping with his student and you're all just eating your fish like it's okay!" Caspian didn't move. He didn't even take his hand off my leg. He just looked up at Dominic with a bored expression. "Dominic," Caspian said. "You're making a scene. And you’re wrong. I’m not sleeping with my student."

Seriously, what is happening to me? He turned around and walked to the whiteboard. He started writing on it after picking up the marker. I moved my head down. I don't want to look at him. He is making me crazy. "Oh, my god, Inaya. Our English professor is so hot." Anu whispered in my ear. "You can date him. I'm giving you the green signal." I glared at him instantly. She is saying nonsense. "What? Don't you find him hot?" She asked, raising her brows in shock. I think she has lost her mind. He is indeed hot but that doesn't mean I'll date my professor.

The curly blonde-haired girl, on the other hand, was just confused as she sized me up with her eyes. My eyes were locked on the handsome Alpha prince, so sexy and domineering with his Alpha aura filling the air. He had that bad boy enticing appearance that most ladies would love and his dreamy hazel eyes cute, but right there, I knew he wasn't for me. His eyes were brimming with disgust and anger as they gawked at me even with my mate scent.