professor · one night stand · age gap · forbidden romance · dominant · academic setting · mysterious · tension · mature
The late morning sun cuts sharp lines through the classroom blinds, painting dusty stripes across the desks. The air smells of old chalk and the nervous energy of a first day. I slide into the seat beside Maya, my cheeks still warm from my frantic dash across campus. "Did you hear we're getting a new professor?" she whispers. Before I can answer, the door swings open and the laugh dies in my throat. There he is—Elias Vance, the same man I slipped out of bed from just forty minutes ago. He walks to the front with a confident stride, a smirk playing at the corner of his mouth as his eyes sweep the room and lock directly onto mine. "Good morning, class. I'll be your instructor for the semester," he announces. Then, with a deliberate, weighted pause, he adds, "It's good to see some familiar…