{"id":259950,"date":"2026-07-13T17:21:05","date_gmt":"2026-07-13T14:21:05","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/falling-for-his-professor-scarlett-sweet\/"},"modified":"2026-07-13T17:21:05","modified_gmt":"2026-07-13T14:21:05","slug":"falling-for-his-professor-scarlett-sweet","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/falling-for-his-professor-scarlett-sweet\/","title":{"rendered":"Falling For His Professor – Scarlett Sweet"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Especially for a sexy woman like you.\u201d He turned the engine off and faced her. Her eyes were huge with surprise and intrigue. \u201cBut\u2026I\u2019m\u2026you\u2019re my student\u2026wrong\u2026\u201d Ready to stem the incoherent string of words, he leaned over and took her mouth in a hot, wet kiss. He felt her go still with shock and then her mouth opened with a small moan. His tongue took advantage. She tasted better than he had ever imagined\u2014sweet and spicy, just like a woman should.<\/p>\n

The lights in the garage flickered off, plunging them into an intimate darkness. The temperature shot up in the car. Connor knew the space was too damn small to do what he wanted, which was to fuck her so hard she forgot her name, but he didn\u2019t want to let go of her lips. He had to keep her off balance or she\u2019d start spouting that nonsense about this being wrong.<\/p>\n

Nothing about this felt wrong. In fact, nothing had ever felt so right. This woman belonged in his arms and in thirty seconds, she was going to be on his cock. OceanofPDF.com Chapter 4 Elaina\u2019s head was spinning. She tried to remember why she shouldn\u2019t be sucking on Connor\u2019s tongue like she was starving, but his masculine taste was addicting and she had trouble hanging onto her thoughts.<\/p>\n

Even as a small voice was yelling at her to stop, she combed her fingers into his thick hair and clutched him closer. Then strong arms tugged and lifted until she was straddling his lap. \u201cWha\u2014\u201d She pulled away, trying to clear the fog of lust from her brain, but Connors lips were sucking her earlobe. And his hands were climbing up the back of her legs and under her skirt. Her head dropped back as his large hands reached the curve of her ass and yanked her into the hard bulge in his jeans.<\/p>\n

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This work is for sale to ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY. Please store this file where it cannot be accessed by minors. All sexually active characters herein are 18 years of age or older. This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author\u2019s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is coincidental.<\/p>\n

Falling For His Professor Copyright \u00a9 2016 by Scarlett Sweet All rights reserved, including the right to reproduce, distribute, or transmit in any form or by any means. OceanofPDF.com Table of Contents Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 About Author OceanofPDF.com Chapter 1 \u201cI can\u2019t believe I let you talk me into signing up for this class.<\/p>\n

And it starts at eight in the fucking morning. On a fucking Friday,\u201d Connor complained as he followed Mike into the lecture hall. He glanced at his schedule and scowled. Creative Writing with Professor Randall. He didn\u2019t even need the damn class. It would fulfill one of his elective slots, but he would have preferred to take a class that would guarantee him an easy A. Knowing his luck, Professor Randall was probably a slave driver.<\/p>\n

This was Connor\u2019s last semester and he wanted to have some fun, not sweat over twenty-page essays, damn it. He wanted to sleep late and revel in these last days of college life before he had to become one more cog in the wheel of capitalism. \u201cStop your belly aching. You\u2019ll be thanking me by the end of the class,\u201d Mike said with a condescending smirk.<\/p>\n

Connor shot him a skeptical look. \u201cWe should have taken the Women\u2019s Studies course. At least we\u2019d meet some girls.\u201d Mike scoffed. \u201cGirls who don\u2019t shave their legs and blather on about being oppressed by our patriarchal society? Fuck no!\u201d Okay. Connor had to concede the point to his friend. He wasn\u2019t a sexist pig, but the idea of getting hot and heavy with a girl with hairy armpits made him shudder with revulsion.<\/p>\n

He was all for feminism, but some things were non-negotiable. Like shaving. \u201cWhat\u2019s so great about this class?\u201d he asked, using the back of his hand to cover up his yawn. \u201cJust wait and see,\u201d Mike said impatiently and plopped down in a seat in the second row of the hall, shocking the hell out of Connor. Normally his friend selected the most inconspicuous seat to avoid being called on by the professor. \u201cWhy aren\u2019t we sitting in the back row?\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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