The Hot Series (Book 1) Story Of a Mysterious Professor, a girl full of life and Mr. Stranger. ***** He is not just kissing me, I'm feeling like he's telling me how much he loves me through his soft and gentle kiss. His hands travelled down my spine and grasped my waist. He pulled me closer until no space left between us. Our chest rubbed against each other, arousing our desire. I can hear his heartbeat against my chest. He's taking my breath away from me and giving his breath to me. He's stealing my soul with my breath. **** He gave me a grin as they all student left, I averted my eyes to show him my fake anger. He strolled to the door and shut it close. "Sir, what are you doing?" I asked dramatically as he locked the door. He turned around, his lips drawn up into a naughty smile. "I need to spend some private time with my student." He's sauntering to me, gazing at me, having desires in his bewitching black eyes. My heart started racing, only with the thoughts of what he'll do to me. I'm excited to spend some time with my Hottie Professor in the classroom. This is making me excited. I'm looking at him in anticipation. "But your favourite student is still angry with you." I turned my face on the other side as he reached in front of me. "Then her professor has his own to pacify his favourite student." He cooed, holding my chin with his thumb and finger. As he turned my face to him, I pouted angrily. "Oh, really? So what are those ways ?" I sassed, removing his hand from my chin. As he abruptly grasped my bare waist, I shivered because of his touch. He lifted me from the floor and made me sit on the desk. We gazed into each other eyes passionately in utter silence, the only sound we could hear is our heartbeats. He started coming close to my lips, gazing into my eyes fondly. His warm breath caressing my face. Warning : This story will be hot and romantic.

*Story Excerpt* My back is pressed against the wall, his face just mere inches from mine while his hands are planted on the wall above my head. A grin so devilish that it would make Satan scared, appears on his face. "I think you're lying to me" he mutters "What makes you think that?" I choke out He cocks his head to the side a little "Your pupils are dilated, you can't look me in the eyes, and I can see the slightest dew on your forehead from the sweat you've started to accumulate" he says, his eyes studying my reactions I continue to avoid eye contact, struggling to find a response and before I can muster a word out, he frazzles me again. His hand travels down the wall to my cheek and he tucks my hair behind my ear before lifting my chin with his finger, so I have no choice but to lock eyes with him. My breathing is quickened, my heart rate increases. "I think you'd like to see just how loud I can make you scream in a matter of minutes" he says with a low and hungry tone I'm in deep trouble. ______________________________________ 23-year-old Evelyn has never been one to interact with her neighbors but that changes when 24-year-old Jay moves just across the hall from her. Jay is cocky and inconsiderate; Evelyn finds him infuriating; however, she also finds him unbearably attractive. Evelyn is determined to keep her relationship with Jay strictly to a neighbor/acquaintance level, but Jay is determined to get more from her.

"Bend over," he growls, the corner of his mouth turning upward. "No," I say lower lip quivering. I wanted to say yes, but what would that do to my scholarship. If anyone finds out I slept with him in his house let alone here at school we would both be in jeopardy. He moves back and runs his hand through his hair. "I won't make you do anything you don't want to. You can walk out right now if you don't want me to f*CK you." I part my lips and widen my eyes. He runs his knuckle down my arm and I shiver in pleasure. "If you don't want me to f*CK you like I did Friday night and Saturday morning." my face flushes and I look away from him. He moves closer and slides his hand through my arm. He grips my hip possessively and lowers his head to my ear. "Tell me you don't want me to get you off with my mouth. Tell me and I'll leave you alone." His Husky voice whispers in my ear. "Professor Sawyer" I make a strangulated noise. "You bend me over." his eyes light up and in no time I'm bent over his desk... Join Evelyn on this Erotic Adventure trying to resist Aiden Sawyer's Temptation! [Mature Content🌶🌶🌶] Copyright ©️ 2021 ThekayX8. All Rights Reserved.

❝I want you so bad.❞ I tease him while trailing my hand up his white buttoned shirt feeling his abs. "Ms. Rose.." His voice was soft and sweet when I lowered myself down to his sleek black dress pants. "We shouldn't do this." He sighed looking down at me as I look up at him as well. "I know, but I want to." "I want to feel all of you Elijah." I unbuttoned his shirt revealing himself to me as I kept myself on my knees. His body was absolutely stunning, chiseled but soft toned abs. "V-Ms. Rose." He groans as I kiss and lick every muscle throughout his body. "Stop talking and let me touch you." I go back up to his face to kiss his wet pink lips. Elijah moans softly in my mouth as I swirled my tongue all around. Slowly, I take both of his pale hands as I still kiss him and put his touch on the back of my zipper. He knew quickly what he was suppose to do, so he unzips my dark red dress and pulls off the dress showing myself to him as well. "Oh..my" He cleared his throat as he saw my cleavage popping right in those dark blue eyes. I never thought I would've grown sexually attracted to my own professor. "Elijah? what the hell is going on in there" Highest rankings # #1 passion #1 slowburn #1 temptation #1 smallagegap #1 risky #1 seduction #2 chancellor #7 unholy #33 hidden #40 badgirlgoodboy #76 tension

He held my hand. Firm. Too firm. I froze. My mind screamed to pull away, but my body... didn't move. Then, his legs shifted-trapping mine between his. I couldn't even move my feet. His voice was calm, almost teasing. "You seem distracted, aren't you? I am... looking at you, and I'm more than distracted." My heart raced. His hand touched my cheek. Slowly. Gently. Wrong. I wanted to scream... but my throat betrayed me. That day, he leaned closer, his breath brushing against my ear. "I want you... completely."

Have you ever fell in love with someone and thought 'this feels so wrong'? Has that person been possibly your teacher? Well, I have, and that person was my teacher. Rule number 1: Never do the same mistake I did. Or do. Because it might be the best thing that ever happened in your life. ___ I apologize if the grammar is incorrect. English is not my first language and i'm not really good in English so it's 100% sure that there will be mistakes. The plot is my own so please do not copy. Enjoy the story!

"How is life going with your loving wife?", I asked putting a sly smile on my face. "Life's shitty, now spread.", he spat as his hand slowly slid up to my thigh, pushing my skirt higher as he continues to dictate. "We are not here to talk are we? Now shut your pretty little mouth before I make you" . . . . Professor Kendrik Windermere is done playing the dutiful husband in his cold, sexless arranged marriage. Frustrated and desperate, he finds an unlikely spark in Lorenza Floris, his oddball student with a dangerous obsession for steamy romance novels. When their paths cross outside the classroom, Kendrik and Lorenza strike a daring deal: a physical arrangement to fulfill his desires and her fantasies- with one strict rule: no feelings. But as passion deepens and their secret meetings grow more intense, the line between lust and love begins to blur. Can they keep their emotions in check, or will their forbidden connection spiral out of control? 𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 : This book delves into dark and controversial themes, including cheating, BDSM, toxic and manipulative relationships, and deep-seated parental trauma. It explores morally complex situations and unsettling dynamics that may disturb or trigger some readers. Discretion is strongly advised-read at your own risk. Rankings: #1 on teacher #1 on Trauma #3 on New #06 on adultfiction #05 on maturelanguage #02 on student-professor

⚠︎︎ WARNING: PLEASE READ!! If you hate these types of stories please do not interact nor interfere with this. This is simply for those who enjoy to ship the members together, that is all. again, IF YOU HATE THESE TYPES OF STORIES, PLEASE DO NOT INTERFERE WITH THIS.⚠︎︎ thank you. 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬：⚠︎︎ 𝓈𝓂𝓊𝓉／18+ ℳ𝒶𝓎𝒷ℯ 𝒶 𝒷𝒾𝓉 ℴ𝒻 𝒶𝓃ℊ𝓈𝓉． 𝒮𝒽𝒾𝓅： ℋ𝓎𝓊𝓃𝓁𝒾𝓍！ ℰ𝓂ℴ𝓉𝒾ℴ𝓃𝒶𝓁 𝓂ℴ𝓂ℯ𝓃𝓉𝓈？？？ 𝒞𝓊𝓇𝓈𝒾𝓃ℊ． 𝒯ℴℴ 𝒹ℯ𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓁ℯ𝒹 －𝒸ℯ𝓇𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓃 ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓃𝓉𝓈． 𝒮𝓁𝓊𝓇𝓈 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝒷ℯ 𝓂ℯ𝓃𝓉𝒾ℴ𝓃ℯ𝒹． if not comfortable with any of these please do not read! Thank you and may you enjoy this story <3 P.S this is my first story so please don't get too judgy with me.

This book is Completed --------------(student/teacher) "What if I told you he can't make you feel as good as I can?" Before I know it he pulls me into him. When his lips touch mine my first instinct is to kiss him back. His lips are so soft as they expertly move on mine. Mr. Morgan's hand moves to the back of my neck for better access as I run my fingers through his hair. He groans softly in my mouth as we continue our kiss. I feel like electricity is shooting through my whole body, begging me for more. Mr. Morgan seems to understand this need as his other hand grabs my waist and pulls me to him. I'm in a daze, drinking in his touch, his lips, his tongue as it meets my own. I've never been kissed this way, so hungry and passionate. A moan escapes my lips as Mr. Morgan presses me against the nearest wall, he moves down as he kisses my neck. His moves are desperate, enticing, it draws me in like a moth to the flame. Then I remember that he's my teacher, and I'm his student, and I have a boyfriend... ------------------------------------ Livia has it all great boyfriend, great friends, and a new teacher. When her senior year of high school goes wrong, starting with her boyfriend, she learns that there's no such thing as the perfect life. Even though she was living that facade for so long. Shawn is a History teacher with a past, he just can't help himself when it comes to Livia. But his past might come back to bite him in the ass. Not to mention the consequences of liking your student. ---------------- #wattys2017

Montana Kelly had no where to go. She needed a job, a place to live. Oliver Black was the billionaire that needed a housekeeper. What would happen when they get to know each other? How would they deal with each other? Especially when a child appears? Follow the emotional spiral of Miss Kelly and Mr Black.