Romans & histoires Professor Student Romance Novels

And my gay best friend right here had fantasized about Chadwick a lot, despite he had his own boyfriend. Gabriel walked over to Chadwick, leaning his hip against the island. "Professor Chadwick. You remember me right. I am Gabriel, your student. I have a huge crush on you, a wild one actually." I wanted to die at that very instant. How did I forget my best friend was a fucking radio without control. Of course he would approach our professor in one swing. I looked at Chadwick, whose expression had turned into a burning furnace of rage. Gabriel was always so bad at reading the room.

Julianna It was wrong. I shouldn’t have done it. I shouldn’t have allowed him… hmmmn. My legs rested on his shoulders. He was on his knees as he had his mouth doing something unholy to my womanhood. “Come on baby girl, milk for your professor.” My body shook at his inappropriate remarks, and though I should be blushing, my cheeks were flushed with red. This wasn’t the idea, neither was it the proper student relationship I should be having with Professor Grey. This was wrong in so many senses, but clearly he was having my senses, including every cell in my body combusting into flames.

He wrote his own instead starting from scratch. As the professor, the first year he had made up his mind, there had to be a few lines he couldn't cross. He would never date a student though he had seen a few of the professors do just that for a few favors in changing the grades. The professors, when they met, would often talk about the young female students. It almost turned his stomach. To regard these young women as nothing more than pieces of meat who could get the older men off was disgusting. He would never say he didn’t look at the women. He was male, after all. He could admire the female form without being a perv about it.

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

He turned and caught me staring. His dark eyes darkened further. He stood slowly, towering over the desk, and took the books from my hands. His fingers lingered against mine again, deliberate this time. “That skirt,” he murmured, voice low and rough, sending heat pooling between my thighs, “violates at least three sections of the student dress code, Miss Blake.” My breath hitched. He was so close I could see the faint scar peeking above his collar, the sharp line of his jaw, the intensity burning in his gaze. For a moment, the cold, indifferent professor mask slipped, revealing something hungry underneath.

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.

The ring fit Esme’s finger like it was made for her. My thoughts scatter as the next professor steps onto the stage. Mr. Grumpy. The teacher that got insanely more handsome, a lot due to my expert skin and hair care. Maybe all the sex is helping him boost his testosterone, as well. 'The most eligible bachelor' the whole school calls him. Jace looks infuriatingly good in a tailored suit, shoulders squared, every bit the image of authority as he takes his spot next to my brother. They're almost glued stuck to each other. When we went on holiday, they called each other every day.

If I'm going to choose Nicholas, is he going to choose me too? We both know what kind of situation we are in. We don't want to have a relationship like this. He's my professor and I am his student. Even now that I'm not really his student anymore, he's still a teacher. He is a professor at the school I attend. We shouldn't be in this kind of relationship.

Regardless of anything, as long as they could get married. "First, I want to apologize to Dad and Mom. For going this far. And for not treating my girlfriend well. But honestly, I didn't intend to leave her. It's just a misunderstanding between us, and she decided to leave. And because our marriage is very delayed, I don't want her to suffer anymore. Considering she is my student at the university." "Oh my, Fachri! What kind of lecturer are you, having a relationship with your own student? What about her education? Don't tell me she got expelled for never attending classes!"

His eyes had found my thighs several times already. I didn't like that. Still... Maybe I was just overthinking this. I had just come from being emotionally disemboweled by Tania in the restroom and hiding from Professor Thiago like a wanted criminal. My brain wasn't exactly operating under ideal conditions. Besides, Professor Reynolds was married. At least that was what everyone said. Married professors didn't stare at students sexually. Right? And professors called students into their offices all the time. This was completely normal. There was absolutely nothing weird about discussing coursework with a lecturer in his office.