Age Gap Romance Audiobooks Novels & Stories

Madeleine asks us both, but Zane speaks up for us. "The age gap love story is one that is very controversial to explore. I met Alex when she was just nineteen, and I was thirty-four. All the alarms went off, even for me. But I knew myself, and I knew my intentions with her. I trusted myself and allowed myself to be led by my heart. And I never for once regretted it, not even when the whole world was breathing down my neck for it." The audience drowns out his words with their loud cheering and applause. The very air is charged with electricity, and I can taste it on my tongue.

I let him sleep in the guest room while I enjoyed my freedom. On Tuesday afternoon, I went to a bookstore cafe. I was looking at some novels when a man named Simon started chatting with me. He was around fifty, well dressed, with a calm voice and nice smile. We talked about books for a while, then I told him the truth about my situation. “I caught my husband with another woman,” I said. “Now I am exploring what I missed all these years.” Simon looked at me with interest. “Would you like to explore with me?”

Lorelei was adventurous, and she didn't do the same guy twice unless he was really worth it. “I have standards, Lora. I don't sleep with just any guy.” She scoffed, flipping back her hair. “What do you think about older guys?” She pulled back, as if she hadn't heard me right. There was silence, just as the smell of freshly baked croissants wafted through the air. She finally opened her mouth to speak. “I don't fuck with them.. they have bad blood.” I almost choked, finding her words silly. “What does that even mean?”

Then he pushes his cock even deeper and we both moan like animals I know this dark romance can destroy everything. It is very bad. It is disgusting. It is the worst kind of sin. But every time his thick cock slides into my wet cunt, every time he slaps my ass and calls me his dirty stepdaughter whore, every time his hot cum leaks out of me later while I sit with my family, I feel more alive than ever. The age gap, the taboo, the constant risk of getting caught — it all makes the pleasure so much stronger and dirtier

“So tight. So eager to learn.” Rhiannon’s second orgasm hit like a wave, her pussy pulsing around him. Zephyr followed moments later, burying himself to the hilt and filling her with hot, thick spurts. They stayed locked together, breathing ragged, his forehead pressed to hers. As reality slowly returned, Rhiannon traced the wedding ring on his finger. Guilt twisted in her chest even as his cum leaked down her thighs. This was wrong—teacher and student, his marriage, the massive age gap. Yet the intellectual fire between them had awakened something starving inside her.

“Then let’s burn together, Elena. I’ll protect you as much as I can. I swear it.” Elena felt her orgasm building fast and dangerously intense. Her thighs trembled with effort, her inner walls clenching tightly around his thick length as she rode him with desperate need. Every grind sent powerful jolts through her swollen clit and deep inside her core. “I’m so close,” she moaned, grinding harder and faster. The slick, wet heat between them felt obscene and perfect. “Fuck, Marcus, I’m about to—” The lecture hall door suddenly creaked open loudly, the sound cutting through the air like a gunshot.

mature audiences only 18+! contains an age gap, dark romance, explicit sexual content/ scenes, crime, light BDSM, gunplay, murder/violence, etc. Some situations will not be suitable for all readers. Read at your own discretion* Deacon Another week has flown by in the blink of a fücking eye, since my last date with Myla. It feels like I haven't seen her in months, though.

“What did he do this time?” “I don’t know… It’s just… Ever since we came for our honeymoon, he and I have been having sex.” Gina gasped, then screamed. I rolled my eyes when I heard frantic movements from her end and waited for her excitement to go down. “Are you done?” I asked after a few seconds. “Yup… OMG! Are you serious?1” She asked at the top of her voice. “You and Anthony, the man you have always been in love with, had sex? No fucking way. No way, you’re lying. Nuh-uh.”

I chipped in unbuttoning his shirt, his brows furrowed as he stared at me. His hand touched my cheeks as he caressed it, brushing my strand of hair aside. “You must have hated me a lot all these years” His voice was calm and soft as he spoke. “I miss you a lot claire, I hated the fact that you were so far away from my reach” “Jonathan” I whispered “I love you Claire, I love you”

The thin fabric ripped and dropped to the ground between her heels. Working my mouth slowly up her body again, I slipped a finger inside her slick, wet heat. Her whimper had a shiver traveling down my spine, tightening my balls. "Íosa, Quinn! You are perfect." "Lachlan," she gasped, meeting my kiss with a desperate passion. My finger glided smoothly within her, and I added a second, feeling the wet, tight heat of her channel encompass me. I leaned in, our lips locked, as I began to establish a steady rhythm. Her hips matched my stroking, and I could feel the tension coiling within her.