Erotica Series

Yes, Professor!

Natasha's POV

I entered our class and was shocked to see that my young and hot College Professor was already in his seat, clearly waiting for a certain person. I hope it's not a student.

All eyes are on me. Now I feel so weird. What is happening?

Even my teacher is looking at me, but his stares are far darker. It's like he wants to eat me or devour me anytime soon. What the hell?

"Miss Romanoff, thank God, you're here. Why don't you say hi to your classmates?" Sir Steve said, biting the apple that he's holding. Now I felt so jealous of the apple.

"What's your problem, Sir?" I said, ignoring him and I saw how his smirk was deviously plastered on his cheek. I felt so hot and sweaty all of a sudden. I walked past him and when I turned back, I saw how his eyes got tinted by lust as he hovered his sight on my bare legs because I'm just wearing a mini skirt plus a halter top. What the hell? Now I can say that he's being weird. He looks like he's gonna rape me anytime soon—– Argh! My mind!

"Okay, so to begin our class, I want you all to turn the pages in your online modules into page..." blah blah blah blah! That's the only thing that I actually have heard because I already drifted off. I'm so sleepy because I did my homeworks last night. I'm into the verge of sleeping totally but then a loud voice boomed into my eardrums.

"Romanoff!"

I immediately opened my eyes and embarrassment hits my system as I look at my classmates who seem to loathe me eagerly.

"She's just wasting her money in this exclusive school. She's not even listening." someone said from behind.
"How could she waste all of those money when their family actually receives our tuition fees. Remember? Romanoffs own this school." replied someone but I just smirked at it. Of course, my parents are the owner of this school so I could do whatever I want—– well, except for one thing. And that is to not miss the lessons of my professor named, Steve Rogers.

"In my office, now." said my teacher and I've done nothing but to simply roll my eyes and nod in agreement.

As I walk through the corridor, I saw my bestfriends.

"What are you doing in here? You should be in your classes." I sternly told them but they just shrugged and smirked at me.

"We're cutting classes, want to join us?" Maria said which Wanda agreed upon easily.

"No. Mom's gonna kill me. I'm going through Steve's office, so——"

"Romanoff! Walk faster." the voice boomed into the four corners of the corridor so I did nothing but to bid goodbye to my friends and walk fastly as I can. This man, is just fucking psycho. How could you punish a student just by merely closing her eyes?

When I already entered the Dean's office, I sat on the couch and laid, tirely on it, that's the time that Steve entered.

"I told you for so many times that you must not sleep in my class." he said, giving me a very disappointed look.

"Whatever, Steve, it's not my fault. You just tired the hell out of me last night."

"That was your homework, tho." Steve replied, smirking.

I flinched in his words. "Yeah, to give you plenty of blow jobs. You're so mean to me." I flatly said.

Steve chuckled. "Romanoff, it's for punishment for not going to class early."

"Whatever, Steve, you're just a kinky, horny, fucker. Let me sleep." I said, removing my clothe and pulling on the blanket that's on the couch.

As I put the blanket on, I also see how Steve's manhood burst into life. Wow! A fucking boner? Morning erection?