Novel & Cerita Student Professor Romance Books

Mr. Willis is young, energetic, and stunningly handsome. All the qualities you wouldn't expect from a substitute economics professor. Soon his classes become one of the most attended classes on campus and the populace as you'd expect are hot horny babes. Jean Harrison, a straight grade student and aspiring nymphomaniac wants the new econ professor and she soon learns bitterly she can't have him. Michelle Peyton, another straight-grade student too afraid to come out of her shell, wants a taste of the new professor but she's clueless about what to do. Jean finds out how to kill two birds with one stone using Michelle and get what she wants, which is Mr. Willis's hard cock smashing her down.

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.

I froze for a second the minute she asked, as I felt so hot inside all of a sudden making me wonder why she had just asked about Ryan. “Did she know something?” I thought to myself. “Why…” I stuttered trying to comport myself hoping she knew nothing about that. “Why would you ask that?” I asked. “Nothing, I'm just saying!” She responded taking more sips of her drink. “The only relationship I have with my student Ryan happens to be the special biology tutor sessions we normally have on most days,” I responded confidently. “And after that, nothing outside the box” I added hoping she wouldn't ask any questions further.

“Always yours, professor.” He carried me to the small leather couch in the corner of the office. Laid me down under the golden lights. Climbed over me. Kissed me again—softer now, slower, endless. We stayed tangled—sweaty, spent, glowing. The house stayed quiet around us. The fairy lights burned on. Golden. Steady. Roleplay over. But the claim never ended. Husband and husband. Professor and student for a night. Lovers for life. Under whatever lights we turned on next.

“ Oh my god! Is that Professor Vlad with Professor Devinsky?” “ Are they dating now?” A seemingly clueless girl in the class asked no one in particular. Lisa frowned, like her sly smile had taken a break just to snap at the girl. “ Are you blind? Do you not see that it's written all over the picture?” She scoffed. “ That's a gala for goodness sake. Would Professor Devinsky take a woman to such events if she wasn't his new found love?” The girl squinted her eyes at the screen like she hadn't seen it clearly the first time. “ That's true, but isn't he married?”

And there she was — Professor Mia Cromwell — bent over, trying to gather the scattered books, her pencil skirt hugging her ass in a way that made my cock twitch. I crouched down beside her and helped pick them up, handing her the stack with a small smile. “Here you go, Professor,” I said, my voice low. “You seem a little… distracted today.” Mia took the books from me, cheeks flushing that beautiful shade of pink I was quickly becoming addicted to. Her fingers brushed mine for a brief second, and I felt the spark of the mate bond shoot through both of us. She pulled back quickly, clutching the textbooks to her chest like armor.

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.”

I seriously need to stop imagining him in a sexual way, like goddamn the whole student-teacher thing was turning me on. I avert my gaze and read the title "Passions" I raise my head and look at him with amusing eyes, my lips darting into a smile, " of course a player like you reads romance" I hold up the book in front of his face, "don't tell me" I move closer to him, resting both my hands on the table, " you read these for your little friend down there" His body immediately tense up against my breath and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't enjoying it. Last night he did the exact thing to me and now look who's trapped against who?

Her fake smile was so evident, she couldn't pretend to be okay, but over the months she had improved. 'Dad certainly won't know any peace with his new wife.' "Ana, how are preparing for your exams?" I asked Ana with my brows furrowed, ready to eat her up is she dared to say she hasn't read it a thing. Ana focused more on the web looking for new means to make money. I've often told her to concentrate on her studies first a die in the internet after she graduates. "I've read all my books, bug I'm still going to reverse." She said giving me a sternly look.

I meet her sarcastic stare. I know that this will happen if I get associated with Professor Fortez. His number of fans won’t like a girl like me to be with him for a long period of time, like this professor in front. Professor Fortez told her last Monday that I am his student assistant, it means that I will spend a lot of time with him after class hours. That is what Professor Guevarra can’t accept. She is jealous to the time I have to spend with my professor.