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I ask. He looks at me. “Don’t your books tell you how big of an age gap between children they have their children?” he asks me curiously. I laugh “My books are a little different. The one book, the woman was pregnant almost every year because they loved one another…” heat rushes to my face again. “Jesus Grace, I don’t think that’s healthy. I think your insides need at least two years to heal… I read that somewhere.” He shakes his head. “Do I need to ban certain books from you again?” he asks.

“Yeah, because sharing the bedroom antics of past partners is a real turn on.” “You don’t have to go into detail. I’m interested. Was there someone?” He sighs. “Well… When I was in my early twenties, I dated an older woman for a while.” “What was her name?” “Gillian.” I don’t remember her. “When you say older…” “She was thirty-four. Ten years older than I was at the time. She was a yoga instructor, and I met her at the gym. We had a fling for a few months.”

Chapter – 0002 Stormy It was so satisfying seeing him melt like an m&m in my hands. I’d always had a thing for older men, two storage units worth of daddy issues, and an absolute fetish for making a strong man weak to his own lust. To put it bluntly, I wanted Tom to be the first older man to fuck me. I’d sucked off a few teachers and one of my friend’s dad, but had never gone all the way with someone who I had a big age gap with. It was my ultimate fantasy, and I knew right away that Tom was the perfect man to fulfill it.

“Thanks for going to get it.” Feeling uncomfortable, he nodded. “The side effects are pretty awful, according to the box.” She shrugged as she swallowed it with orange juice. “I’m sure it can’t be that bad, and it’s a good idea to be certain. I’m too young for a baby, and you’re much too old,” she teased. “Let me show you how old I am, woman.” With a playful growl, he lifted her from behind the breakfast cart and carried her through to his room, where he made love to her with the vigor of a man half his age.

She loved the idea of love, the romantic books she read helped her know more and dreamed for more. She doesn’t know where or when she’ll meet her prince charming but she was sure going to keep herself for him until then. Colonel Frederick proposing to her was so laughable, that it annoyed her that her family didn’t see it the way she did. There was no way she was going to spend the rest of her life with such a man. He was definitely not her prince charming, his horrid look already spelt that out. Then the age gap was just the last straw. How again, she pondered, could he even think of proposing marriage to her? There was no love or attraction between them, at least none from her side. She mi

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She was the nanny, a 23 year old girl from a nowhere town, foolish enough to fall for a man who still wore his wedding band on a chain beneath his shirt. The eleven years between them felt like a chasm. He never looked at her with anything more than polite gratitude. His conversations with her were always about Esme’s day or Dorothy’s health. But her heart skipped a beat when his car pulled into the driveway, it warmed when she saw the rare smile that transformed his weary face and it ached with a want she knew was dangerous. One crisp autumn evening, after tucking Esme to her bed, Ellie heard him settle in the living room with a single glass of whiskey, the television casting a blue glow ov

he repeated, whispering those words as if it cost him to say them. I drew a step towards him. “What do you mean?” He puffed out a breath. “You're still young, Nina, and I'm old. I'm older than you, by 12 years. You know what that means, don't you? I can't —” “I don't care about the gap.” You could say it was also the charm. I guess I had always liked people older than me, seeing as my first love was 5 years older. You could say I went for double this time. Okay, double plus 2 extra years.

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He had to be in the mafia. "Petrov is a little too old for you, don't you think?" The man asked. I laughed off his statement and grabbed a glass of champagne from a waiter. Maximo spoke like he was any younger. He had to be somewhere in his late thirties at least. "Are you always meddling in strangers' business?" It was his turn to laugh off my words. "You're too gorgeous not to be dragged to the dancefloor." He offered a hand and I took it while blushing. He got me all flustered but I still couldn't help but compare him to Milo.