Student Professor Romance Novels Novels & Stories

A student had been sitting right there, asking questions about the syllabus, completely unaware that Ryder was unzipping the professor’s dress pants. Ryder closes his eyes for a second, recalling the musky scent of the man’s arousal, the heat radiating from his groin. He had pulled the professor’s thick, hard dick out and wrapped his lips around the head, tasting the salty bead of precum. The professor had been stuttering through his lecture, his face flushed a deep crimson, sweating as he tried to maintain eye contact with the student while Ryder deepthroated him, taking his cock all the way to the back of his throat.

I say as I take a few of the strawberries, they are huge, I smile to myself, I have to thank Lady Rockbell. Soon we were cuddled on the sofa, and it’s not a big sofa, yet it works somehow, our bodies meeting in the most comfortable way known to man as we feed each other ice cream covered strawberries. He went for the medium one in the end, he doesn’t complain when I share with him. “What’s your current favorite book?” I ask, His body literally vibrates with excitement, making me chuckle, and he launches into a spiel, telling me about this book he was reading currently, a romance novel about a student and her professor, Her Professor’s Pet is the title, and obviously I am intrigued.

Lucien Pov "What do you want?" I ask. I'm swirling in frustration—Professor Miranda just had to come in and ruin the moment. I walk around and settle behind the desk, jaw tight. "What was that about?" she asks. "Don't tell me another one of these female students came to seduce you. I could help you talk to—" "Professor Miranda, I don't need your help in handling my students." I just needed a distraction from my straining erection, and her chirping bickering tone wasn’t helping. I hate when those girls throw themselves at me, but I wouldn't mind if Sophia Carson did. That... that’s just a fantasy.

“Sir, you need to read sometimes. Calm your nerves, relax your thoughts. There’s a great app—GoodNovel.” I found it on the app store and downloaded it in seconds. The interface popped up and right there under the NEW tab was something that stopped me in my tracks: Bound By His Rules: MM Short Erotica Compilation. There was no hesitation from me. I clicked it immediately. The first chapter was like a slap to my already overloaded senses. Professor Richard—cold, confident, dominant. Student Gregory—shy, brilliant, bending under power like he was made to submit. I couldn’t stop reading.

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.

I retreated back on my seat, sharing a glance with Stephano who mirrored my expression. We both were caught red handed. “Uh. Sir we were discussing work?” His sentence came out more like a question. “Work? With her face in your neck?” Professor arched an eyebrow at me, expecting an answer. I gulped. “Well-" Before I could say anything further he stopped me with his hand in the midair. “I suggest you both try to keep your adult romance at bay in the class or I’ll have to kick you out.” He venomously rasped out in silence. The students were looking at us with an unreadable expression.

Asked how my classes were, if I had a graduation plan. “Dr. Martinez says I have a good thesis,” I said to him. “I think I could get published if she worked me up further.” "That's excellent. You've worked hard on it." "Have you read it?" "Every draft. It's brilliant." We chatted about books, about teaching, about everything but the violence that had been so much a part of our lives. For those few hours, we were just a professor and student in love despite every rule that said they couldn’t be.

"Private tutoring. My apartment, Tuesdays, 7 PM. No distractions." My breath caught. *His apartment?* "Just us? Sounds... intimate." I bit my lip, watching his pupils dilate, chest rising faster. "Academic only," he growled. "Fail again, and you're out. Understood?" I nodded, standing so close our bodies nearly touched. "Crystal, Professor." His hips rocked forward, hard length pressing against my inner thigh, right where I pulsed for him. "Promise?" I whispered, arching up, nipples scraping his chest through fabric. My hand slid to his zipper, palming his thickness… damn he was thick, veiny, at least 8 inches. He hissed, thrusting into my grip once, pre-cum soaking through.

**Host’s Introduction** Welcome back... Power can be the ultimate aphrodisiac. Especially when it’s held by a man who knows exactly how to break a woman down and rebuild her into his perfect little pet. Tonight’s confession is about a strict professor and his failing student — turned into a very personal, very secret research subject on the limits of female pleasure. This one is slow-burning, controlling, and deliciously filthy. Here is the confession of “Professor’s Pet Project.” ---

He wasn't like the rest of the guys who slept with anyone just because they wanted to. “Can I at least get more pills?” He asked and the doctor immediately shook his head, making him sigh. “Come on.” Mason dragged him out and they made their way to the teacher's lounge. The lecture hall opposite it was bustling with students but they walked into the office anyway because not everyone could walk in. They didn't notice the girl standing beside the door outside the locker room. “You need to fuck someone.” Mason said even though it made the other sigh. “Just this once, to get rid of this. You're the most attractive professor on this campus. You can definitely get any girl you want—”