Professor Student Romance Novels & Stories

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.

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.

"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."

The one no one crossed. My knees nearly gave out, a cold chill sliding down my spine as the realization settled in. And I had spent the night with him. My professor.

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

Thorn wanted to keep her longer but knew he had to let her get to class. “All right. I’ll see you later, darling.” He nodded. Nikki blushed slightly as he called her darling before the other students, then nodded at him. Thorn chuckled as she darted out of the room, heading for her next class. Several students who had been watching the exchange stared at the professor, dumbfounded by his flirtatiousness with Nikki. He scowled at them. “Can I help you?” He hissed. “Uh, no! Sorry, sir.” They quickly left the classroom, not wanting to incur the wrath of the most feared professor on campus by accident.

"I mean, I knew people would talk, but I didn’t think anyone would go that far." His expression darkened, but I barely noticed. "Honestly," I continued, "I should be mad at whoever took that damn picture, but right now? I’m furious at him." He frowned, taking a seat on the couch across from me. "The professor? Why?” I clenched my jaw, gripping a cushion in my lap. "He played it off like it was nothing," I muttered. "Said I was just some stellar student that he was helping out. That it would be absurd for him to be in a relationship with a mere student."

“Don’t play dumb, little one. You know exactly what I mean. Show me those magnificent tits of yours. Those big, round, perfect tits I’ve been trying not to stare at since you walked into my class.” Eleanor gasped, her cheeks flaming scarlet. “Professor! You… you’re my professor, sir!” The words tumbled out, a desperate plea for him to stop, for things to go back to normal. He chuckled, a deep, knowing sound. “Indeed I am. And you, my dear, are my student. A student who desperately needs to learn. And I, it seems, am a very… hands-on teacher.” His hand, which had been resting lightly on her arm, slid down, his fingers brushing the side of her breast. A jolt, like lightning, shot through her.

“I know that nobody else is going to marry me and so I knew you were my best option" For a brief second, I looked away from the road and faced her. “What do you mean by that?" Her head dropped, “Nothing, please don't mind me" her firm voice had softened even further. “I didn't exactly have too many choices so I took this" It wasn't enough for me, “So you're going to marry me? You know I'm a professor in your college? Do you know what your fellow students will think if they ever find out?" I shook my head as I imagined the outcome. I couldn't let that happen.