Student Professor Romance Novels & Stories

The headline sits in bold at the top: Professor–Student Relationship Exposed: Ravenscroft Faculty Member and Undergraduate Photographed in Multiple Intimate Settings Below it, the pictures load one after another. Killian and me outside my building, close enough that the nature of the kiss is unmistakable. Another of his hand at my waist in a parking lot. One of me in his arms, being carried bridal-style into a building at night. Each image is clearer than the last. Each one strips another layer off the private world we thought we had protected. My vision narrows. The phone feels too heavy. The sounds of the parking lot, engines, distant voices, Nora saying my name, drop away into a single hi

“So, did you two do it yet?” I blink from over the rim of the cup. Vaughn groaned from my side. I refuse to look at him as I continue to sip. “I’m asking if you guys slept together or not.” I choked on the coffee. He quickly runs to my aid with paper towels and rubs my back soothingly. “Can you stop?” he gritted out to her. But she is laughing at our reaction. “You have to understand, he is just my professor and i his student. He just helps me with my studies and that’s all.”

It was late into the evening and they were sitting on one of the large couches in the living room, she was lying on top of him and he had an arm slung over her back, fingers trailing circles on her naked ass, She'd preheated the pizza he ordered earlier and they'd eaten until their stomachs were full and now, they were watching a soap drama on tv. Everything almost felt normal, She was a girl and he was a guy and they were just lounging around after a day of hot sex. But nothing about them was normal. She wasn't just any girl and he wasn't any guy either. He was her professor and she was his student. Maya sat up, shuffling away from his hold. She wound her arms around her body protectively,

I stumble back, dazed. "Professor Orion! We demand answers! Why is your student with you in your holiday cabin?" "What is the nature of your relationship with this student!" "What do you have to say about the sex for grades accusations?" "There is a report of your reputation that holds water to that accusation. What do you have to say for yourself?"

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.

Joseph looked and saw that female professors are present too. "There are 8 professors in Total lectures within them 5 are married so the remaining three could have a chance to be My Cinderella. But how will i know aghhh" He hold his hairs. "Arghh now there's time for the class let's message her and take some information" Jospeh quickly open the chat and message her. #Chat "What do you do? Student? Profesor? Or else Job?" Jospeh stopped message. After a minute, reply comes

More phone calls… “Dean Mariano, have you heard about this disturbing news regarding one of our professors and her student?” ”Yes I have, Professor Tan. But, to be honest, I really don’t find anything problematic with their current situation. We have a number of ongoing romantic relationships with our staff and our students and they have not, in any way, been viewed as a negative, much more a collegiate issue.” ”Well, I’ve been emailed some images that might change a lot of people’s minds. And these do come from a reliable source.”

He buried himself deep one last time, came with a groan, his hot spurts filling her completely, his hips jerking through every pulse. They stayed like that , pressed against the wall, panting, there hearts hammering, his forehead resting against hers. He kissed her softly. “We’re together,” from next week.” She smiled through tears. “Just us.” He carried her to the bed, laid her down gently and pulled her arms, kissing her forehead.... The campus, the rules, the risk, they were over. Everything real was just beginning. Between the professor and his student.......

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!"

I protested. "Really?" She asked, sitting upright on the couch. "What about that boy, what's his name again... Fabian, right that's his name. Don't you like him?" "He is my student, Julia. You know very well nothing can happen between us." I said. "You didn't say you didn't like him though." She pointed out with a grin. "I don't like him, Julia. He is just my student and I'm his professor." "But you allowed him to kiss you. Tell me, didn't you kiss him back?" She tilted her head to the side, looking at me eagerly.