Teacher Romance Novels Novels & Stories

Spending one night with him shouldn’t be enough to evoke this kind of interest in me. Somehow, I’d ended up thinking about him more than anyone I’d dated in years. “What the hell is wrong with me?” I said to myself out loud. The room remained quiet. My roommate had already left for an early class this morning. As for me, my first class wasn’t until ten am, leaving me plenty of time to be alone with my thoughts. Thoughts that seemed to center solely on my professor. I rubbed a hand over my face. It wasn’t even just the sex. Sure, it had been incredible.

I wanted to hear him call me a good girl in that strict voice while he f*cked me. I stayed quiet, breathing fast, letting his hands stay on me longer than they needed to. My n!pples were hard and poking through my tank top. If he looked down, he’d know. Roman finally stepped back half an inch, but not before his fingers trailed down my sides, brushing the curve of my ass. My whole body shivered. “Focus, Tessa. Unless you’re doing this on purpose.” His voice dropped low near my ear.

"Whatever happened to love each other first then... then doing the deed after. Is everyone after physical contact only these days? What about getting to know each other first? Chivalry? Romantic date?" I sighed and stopped spinning, facing my laptop and visiting a bookstore's site to see what books sell. Ah, of course, my book wouldn't be in the top 10, and I didn't hope so; what's staring back at me is the top 10 best-selling books for the week, where five of ten are Erotic Romance books. "And I thought my company wouldn't be like other companies who are after profit; I was wrong. Then again, business is business."

It felt so wonderful to be enveloped in his warm arms as my face dug into his chest that I lost myself in his embrace and smiled contentedly. He devoured my lips by firmly grabbing my chin as soon as we pulled away. He always kissed me as if he had been starving for my lips for years. I relished our kisses to the fullest. “So do you want to know about my fantasies?” He inquired, raising his brows at me. “Yes, I’m excited.” I whispered, panting because he made me breathless by kissing me passionately. "But first, I want to know what I did to you in the classroom," I felt a twitch between my thighs as he asked while casting a glance at my crotch, which caused me to immediately become wet.

I blurted curtly, peering intently into his eyes as he stared back at me. Slowly, he nodded and exhaled heavily. "I really wish it was a vampire girl that you saved from being raped. You have come across many in dangerous situations of both rape and assault, and you ignore them and walk away." He sighed, and every single word from his mouth was just pouring down like heavy rainfall inside my head. I closed my eyes tight, trying to shut away his voice, but I couldn't. Instead, they were echoing, and I was feeling every damn truth in them. Was it too obvious that I was feeling something special and different for that wolf girl?

he asked. “I can’t have you taking it off premises so yes,” she replied. “I know you’re a quick reader.” Damien Black was a good author. He could tell from the first page. The setting wasn’t unique, but he could tell the author was setting up something that hadn’t been done before. The story was set in at a British university in the 1960s and depicted a forbidden romance between a professor and student. The first smut scene he came across was tastefully done.

She looked like sin in a crop top and high-waisted jeans, and I hated how much I noticed that. Rachel and I have been close for years. We met in English 101 during freshman year of college. She corrected my grammar under her breath and I called her a snob. We’ve been inseparable ever since. She’s smart, sarcastic, and so effortlessly sexy it’s almost annoying. Almost. She’s also very taken. Her boyfriend Rob is sweet, loyal, and basically everyone’s favorite person. He travels a lot for work though, and this weekend he was out of town.

“It was adorable. He used to hide them behind law textbooks. Thought no one would notice.” Lu turned to me, slowly, disbelief dawning in his expression. “Romance novels?” I kept my face perfectly composed. “It’s called studying character psychology. I was curious how emotional arcs were structured.” Christopher leaned closer to Lu and stage-whispered, “Some of them were very emotionally structured. Especially the ones with the shirtless men on the covers.” I tilted my head, deadpan. “At least they weren’t about knights and dragons like yours.” “Oh they were! But mine had duels. Yours had duels of passion.”

The whole house was boring and the atmosphere was gloomy, I decided to go into the study, when I was in there with Damon I could recall seeing romance novels on the bookshelf. I am a true lover of romantic novels, they get your spirit high with the sexiness of the male lead and gracefulness of the female but one thing that lacks in all romantic plot is that all are the same, there hasn't been anything new but who cares...... While I checked the bookshelf I notice a couple of erotic novels in there, you should know that I am very happy.

Glen was right, and Faith had wandered right into the middle of it. "I did not have an affair with your sister-in-law. We fucked. There's a difference." "And what the hell is the difference?" Selby shifted to straighten in his seat, his body tensing. "Affairs are emotional and come with expectations. Fucking is just that, sex with no strings." He took a pull from his cigar, holding the smoke longer this time before exhaling. He uncrossed his legs as he leaned forward, placing his elbows on his knees, the hand with the cigar draping over his other hand. "Office romances happen all the time, but Cherish knew I didn't want any emotional attachments. I had made it perfectly clear."