Conflicted Desires in the Classroom

I've been a high school teacher for five years now. Last year, I met Alex, who's one of my students and is 18+. We became close friends, bonding over our shared love for literature. She’s intelligent, passionate, and has a way about her that makes me feel alive in ways I haven't felt since before... well, you know. We've been seeing each other outside the classroom, which feels incredibly taboo but also wonderfully exhilarating. It started with small favors, tutoring sessions extended into long talks over coffee or snacks. Soon, our conversations turned to more personal topics and deeper feelings emerged. The line between student and mentor blurred as we began dating. There's no denying the chemistry; there are nights when I have to remind myself of my professional boundaries. We’re both careful not to let it interfere with her education, but it’s a daily struggle for me. Last week, we took things further than talking, we explored our physical desires in ways that felt forbidden yet necessary. The details were intense: Alex's skin was flushed as she whispered my name, and I could feel the heat radiating from both of us. We used every inch of space to touch and taste each other, exploring with an urgency born out of a mix of desire and the knowledge that this moment could be snatched away at any time. It’s exhilarating but deeply troubling; as her teacher, I’m supposed to maintain boundaries, yet here we are in uncharted territory. What am I? Am I the asshole for not stopping when I should have?