Teacher Student Romance Book Novels & Stories

When was he giving me flesh on flesh contact? Déjà vu someone? Again, my conscience alerted me that this too was a part of my second book! The one where Ethan was also a teacher. The only difference was he was a chemistry teacher in real life and he was a biology teacher in my book, giving private lessons on male and female anatomy to the heroine—me. Oh, stop being judgmental! Everyone had secret fantasies about someone at least once in their damn life. Don’t get jealous because mine are coming true.

I've been sitting in my room for the last hour. Trying to understand what just happened with my teacher Mr. Canes. He kissed me, he actually kissed me. There was no one I could talk to about this. Not even my best friend Chris. I couldn't tell anyone. I keep touching my lips. My head could see nothing else but the two of us kissing. I remember him pulling away and just looking at me. He then apologized to me and walked off. He could lose his job over this, but I would never tell. In fact, all I could think of was I wanted to kiss him again. His lips were soft and he was gentle with me. He made my body feel a way that I have never felt before. He is everything in a man I could ever ask for. O

I didn't even realize that I wasn't breathing properly. As my body slowly began to recover, my senses slowly began to return to me. I… I had had sex with my teacher! With Mr. Dalton! I couldn't understand what to feel. Since he started taking an interest in me, my feelings for him grew. But I didn't think that we would be having sex with each other. Well, I should have known when he fingered me in his office. But still… He said that things were complicated and he acted so aloof after the episode in his office.

And to think I hadn’t wanted to sign up for this course. Adrian raised up the attendance sheet in his hand. “If I call your name, let me know you’re here.” He began reading and students answered one after another. His voice never wavered. Neither did his expression. You would’ve thought he hadn’t just discovered his one-night stand from a week ago was a student in his class.. I’d have thought I hallucinated the whole thing if I still couldn't remember the feel of his lips against mine. Or the way he’d moaned in my ear when I hit all the right spots.

I felt like a fool being in the bedroom with the both of them. I took a few steps back, holding on to the door as I walked out in a hurry. “Sarah please wait!” Ryan called out trying to catch up with me. “This is the main reason you have been avoiding my texts!” I said trying to hold back the tears that slowly welled up in my eyes. “Her!” I said as I took my gaze off him. “How could you?!” I yelled at him. I didn't care whether or not, I had walked in on my students from Dream High having sex. All that mattered was the fact that I was pained and taken for a fool by a nineteen-year-old male, I had fallen so deeply in love with.

“You don’t think Ruggero likes me, for me but simply living out a fantasy?” “Okay, my last year of secondary school back in Italy, I had this teacher.” He licked the back of the spoon before sitting back on her workstation uncaring of the flour everywhere. “She was young, her first year of teaching and she got stuck with a class of boys with far too much experience to still be in school. We tortured her all year long. I whacked off so many times to the notion of her in my bed my hands cramped up. She had these tits which nearly made the buttons on her blouse pop off,” he leaned sideways and looked at her shirt, “like yours actually.” He held her gaze while he licked his spoon clean before re

He asked, horror evident in his voice, and I gave him a sexy look. “You will be a father, but to me, you are ever going to be my naughty professor, and I will forever be your slutty student; that's our forbidden love story.” “You missed one more qualification, a sexy housekeeper for her hot professor... you are the full package that I didn't subscribe for, but I got anyway.” He whispered, and he kissed me hard on the lips, while I stroked him gently, and my breathing was ragged when I felt his cock hard on my hand.

She slowly tried to push in but I winced in pain and she quickly stopped. She lifted her eyes up until they met mine.. fuck, she looked so sexy and so fucken horny. "I.. I have never been...you know" I left my sentence short. She is a teacher. She can feel in the missing words. She got up and laid her naked full body on top of mine, "like never?" I nodded.. she smiled and kissed me, I could taste myself from her mouth and that somehow turned me on. I held her body and pulled it against mine...

There was flour flying, laughter when she spilled a little wine, and kisses tasting of garlic and onion that were strangely romantic. "You are a terrible student," he joked, wiping a splash of broth from her forehead. "But you are a very, very distracted teacher," she retorted, pulling him in for another kiss. They ate on the sofa, with their feet tangled, feeding each other forkfuls of risotto. The conversation was light, full of future plans. He promised to take her for a drive in his sports car over the weekend. She convinced him to let her read some of his college papers. "You'll think I'm a boring intellectual," she teased, making a face.