If He Had Been With Me Age Rating Novels & Stories

He shrugged. It felt like heaven as we exchanged glances. He seemed to be musing in his deep thoughts, so I took the chance to smize him all to my heart's content. Oliver was thirty-eight, while I am twenty-three. It's a fifteen-year age gap, yet it didn't matter. I believed he was mature enough to handle relationships, unlike others who were just after sex and everything that goes with it.

he asked as he trailed kisses down my body. “What?” He looked up at me from where he’d been swirling his tongue in my belly button. “Mira says I’m a pervert for being with someone so young.” “Don’t ever think about anything that woman says.” I frowned. “Does the age thing bother you?” “Bother? No. I mean, I’m a cliché, right? But my life is yours, Gwen. Whether you’re twenty or thirty, that doesn’t change. But when you’re my age, I’ll be in my sixties. A senior citizen.”

He's not even in high school, and it doesn't affect him at all. “But, uh, I mean... Aren’t they too old for you?” He grumbled. I'd watched him as he asked this and it was like he had ants crawling up his skin at the thought of me being with them. Honestly they aren't that old! Just two and a half years! They were seniors when I was a sophomore.

“My parents are very strict about me going out. You think you can confuse them?” I smiled awkwardly at him. For some reason, I’m not comfortable!! Those green eyes and innocent face are killing me. “You don’t understand, I will talk to them….” “Ahh, what are you even saying? I don’t think you know how much they hate her.” I rolled my eyes. “You don’t have to worry about that, kid.” Then he frowned deeper. “Kid? I’m 19.” “Then I am 24!” He chuckled while his sharp eyes swept over my body. “You don’t look like your age… why adding to it to make me…”

"I never thought you were. I'm only saying, he doesn't see your age as a problem. I mean, how old is he?" She shrugs her shoulders. "I don't know. Sixteen maybe?" Trish speaks up. "He's sixteen. Just turned that a few months ago." I nod at her. "See. As I said. He sees no problem in your age." She rolls her eyes. "I suppose you see no problem either?" Her question catches me off guard. I hadn't thought of things that way, but I don't see any problem and I'm almost eighteen. I clear my throat. "Well, no, not exactly, but I hadn't thought of things in those terms." She glances at me.

He said it angrily, and I forced myself not to smile. Seeing him this upset made me realize he wasn’t angry that I had kept this from him anymore. “How old was he?” he asked. I racked my brain quietly, trying to remember what he was like back then. I couldn’t recall his exact age, but from the picture I had seen and the few times I encountered him, I could tell he was over fifty. “He was over fifty back then,” I answered. We stared at each other. In other words, he would be in his sixties now.

I can’t hold back the scoff. “What?” she asks. “Have you met your mate? I thought you weren’t 18 yet? Do you know who he is?” “No, I haven’t met my mate. No, I am not 18 yet, and no, if I have a mate somewhere I don’t know who he is, AND it’s best I don’t ever know who he is,” I say.

She did. "How about you give me a chance before deciding this isn't for you," Ace said with a charming smile. "If you truly believe you're too young to be tied down then this," Ace gestured between the two of them, "surely won't work out. Not if you're not interested. However, you may realise that you don't mind meeting me at 18 years old. Give it a chance?" "I- no. Ace, you don't want to be with me-"

He muttered with a low and threatening voice, scanning me with his eyes, and then sighed in a helpless breath. "How old are you?" I could say that I'm probably twice his age, but that would surely shock them, and I don't want my mate to think that he is mated to an old woman, so I just said I turned eighteen not long ago and he didn't ask me more.

he put his foot down on my Barbie when I tried picking it up. “I have told you the day would come when you will be mine. I will mark you and when you turn 18, I will collect you,” his smirk grew wider as he displayed his disgusting emotions by licking his lips in sight. “I am n---ot your mate,” I shook my head in fear, my voice coming out all shaky.