Professor Student Romance Novels Novels & Stories

"Or should I say Noah? The perfect little student who can't look me in the eye during class, but here you are fingering yourself like a desperate slut, asking strangers to watch.” My face was on fire. How did he know? The heat in my stomach made me panic. I tried to turn away, but he held me down harder, and his erection pushed against my butt crack through his trousers. It was thick and hard—oh my god, it felt huge. "Professor, please—" "Shut your mouth." Three of his veined fingers pushed into mine, stretching my lips wide.

I end the call before he can give me any boy advice. Ria finally walks to where I'm sitting. She collapses on the chair, her books following suit. "Professor Marcus is the reason people know frustration. How can someone that hot be so wicked? “ I let Ria keep her head on my lap as I stroke her hair. It's never been soft since I knew her. "So what happened with him?“ "So, don't tell anyone but he's dating Johnny. Johnny is one of his students. I know relationships with students aren't allowed but they're so cute. You wouldn't get it.“

How could Greg, of all people, say this when they have seen first-hand how pretentious people can be in their years as cops? “The Professor has lusted after me from the moment he saw me, his student,” She said, dismissing all the doubts that had crept into her own mind earlier in his car. “I know he is smooth, and he even makes me doubt the allegations several times a day, but three different young women came up with those charges, three, all from different school year. And he is now heading in that same direction with me.” She paused to catch her breath. “I want to believe the other students fortunately did not get too close enough to him to find out who he really is.”

He threw his head back to laugh while my phone chimed. Opening it, it was a message from Raina: 'to save you from sounding old, here's the latest news from the gossip website (Link attached).' For some weird reasons, my heart started its abnormal pulsation. I swallowed hard and clicked on the link. "UPDATE ON THE PROFESSOR-STUDENT RELATIONSHIP (TRUSTED SOURCE). The female student and her professor have been seen driving to his home together. They spend an unusual amount of time together and are always trying to go out of town to hide their relationship. Rumor has it that she had spent the winter break with him.

I bit my lip to keep from laughing too loudly, but a quiet chuckle slipped anyway. By the end of the period, I was sliding my books into my bag when voices drifted behind me. “God, Professor Stephan is so fine.” “Right? He doesn’t even look that old. I bet he knows exactly how to handle a lady in bed.” “Mmhmm, I wouldn’t mind being his favorite student.” I scoffed, a humorless laugh slipping out before I could stop it. The girls went quiet and looked at her with disdain. “What’s so funny?” One of them snapped.

Without that, she would have absolutely nothing left. Especially now. My heels clicked softly against the polished floor while thoughts formed steadily inside my mind. Professor Green’s class. The moment his name crossed my thoughts, a strange tension curled faintly through me. Every girl on campus noticed him. It was impossible not to. Tall, cold, sharp-eyed, carrying himself with the kind of authority that made even older professors seem smaller beside him. But unlike most men, Professor Green never looked impressed by attention. He barely looked interested in anyone at all, which somehow only made people crave his approval more.

Thea snickered. “Ew, Thea, stop it. He is our Professor, for God’s sake,” I shook my head. “Which only makes it even hotter," she winked and drawled, "Forbidden romance is my favorite trope anyway. Teacher and student or Stalker and…” I cut her off before she could finish that sentence, “The way you steer everything back to my stalker so smoothly should be studied by a team of psychologists." __________ In our free period, we made our way to the cafeteria. Stopping in front of the food station, Thea squealed delightedly, "Whoa, they brought back mini pizzas!"

She said suggestively to me. "Yes? Clover, he's my professor." I said to him, "Didn't stop you from kissing him the other day." She said to me, "I'm just a lowly wolf. He's an Alpha." I said to him, "Even better and spicier. When you say yes, your romance will go down in history as the best one yet." She responded. "You're not helping..." I said to her, "Clara, does my question frighten you?" Professor Derrick's voice cut into my thoughts.

" 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.

He corrects with a shrug. "How can you even flirt with Cassidy? Your professor?" I exclaim. "You mean your professor?" He points out in a bored tone as he presses a button to unlock the car. "Well other students think she's your professor. What do you think they are going to say?" I continue after we have both settled in the car. "That I've got a good catch?" "That you are sleeping with your lecturer to boost your grades." I deadpan. "But I'm not her student." He shrugs.