Older Handsome Men Novels & Stories

As he inspects my every curve, I take him in as well. Unlike 95% of the other old men on this yacht, Mr. Rossi doesn’t look a day over forty. I know he’s in his early fifties from what Dante’s told me, but damn, I swear he looks better than half the guys in my college classes. He looks like he’s around 6’3”, and has the body of someone who lifts heavy weights. The roughness in his body and expression starkly contrasts from the rest of him. Everything he wears and owns is expensive and refined. Just looking at him, he practically screams the word precise. With his salt and pepper hair, and measured tone, he wouldn’t stand out in a bar as the guy mostly likely to pick a fight. I feel a shiver

The Four Elders could only nod helplessly upon hearing that. Meanwhile, two middle-aged men were sitting in a beautiful manor in the suburbs of Athenapolis. One was in a suit while the other was in a black boxing uniform, and both of them were having a chat over tea. Judging by the smile on their faces, they seemed to have experienced something happy. The man in a suit looked elegant. Every move he made exuded the strong might of a man who was in power for years. The man in a black boxing uniform who was sitting across from him had a burly figure. He had an intimidating gaze as well.

Therefore, it made him stand out from the crowd. There were three types of older men in the world. The first type were handsome men like Nathan who desperately refused to admit to their age. The second type were real men like the one before her, they had an imposing aura and a mature air around them. And lastly there were scumbags like Kyle who only fed instant noodles to their girlfriends for every meal! Nathan led Hilda over to the older man. The older man glanced at her without saying anything. Even so, his aura pressed down on her so much so that she could barely breathe.

Grace looked up, and her breath caught. Enzo wasn’t like the other older men in her father’s circle. He was her father’s age, yes, mid-fifties but he wore it with a ruthless, magnetic power. His hair was thick, dark silver swept back from a face that was more weathered than aged, with sharp eyes that held a glint of something predatory. He stood with an ease that spoke of control, his suit a dark, perfect cut that outlined a broad, strong frame. He wasn’t just rich; he was potent.

I haven't played with any subs who like to play slave because I'm not sure I could do that yet but I have fun with the regular subs. "Oh my god, hot men," Demi gasps and I turn around to see who he's talking about. Jesus Christ they are hot. There's three men, all tanned and with Italian features. The man in front has dirty blond hair and a sharp jawline that's making me want to do sinful things to him. He catches me staring and winks as he orders a drink. I notice he radiates power and dominance as the two men stand behind him and take their drinks. They are all in suits that are tailored perfectly to fit their bodies.

Standing on the other side were five freaking hefty men with murderous glares. My blood ran cold as my eyes took them in from head to toe. Each man was built like a brick house, muscular and tall, with arms the size of tree trunks. Their faces were stern and chiselled, with hard jaws and identical black eyes that seemed to bore into my soul. They were bald, and that seemed to add to the dangerous aura wafting out from them. And the inks? Oh my freaking heavens. They were covered, from head to toes in tattoos.

My head tilts back slightly, and I drop the shirt to my feet. The door opens to reveal a tall man, with a similar look to Colton. Only I can tell he’s a bit older, and Colton has a black beard. The man is good-looking though, I guess it runs in the family. He is the embodiment of the rugged cowboy, a man who commands attention without saying a word. His broad shoulders and muscular frame hint at a life of hard work under the sun, while his stance exudes quiet confidence. His face is striking, with a chiseled jawline and just a touch of scruff that adds to his rugged charm. Piercing eyes, intense and calculating, seem to hold a thousand untold stories. His expression is serious, almost broodi

Also, I am very curious about how pretty this Elder is considering he is, well, an elder. Half an hour later I am being escorted into the main dining room by Leo and seeing exactly what Hannah meant. To a degree I feel a little disloyal. This man is I’d say about 40 but only his dark hair greying at the temples gives this away. The rest of his face is more youthful looking especially when he smirks. He doesn’t smile when we are introduced. He tells me he has heard so many interesting things about me he has been itching to meet me and smirks, and I am now preying he is a good guy. It would be such a freaking shame if he was one of the assholes. I am introduced to the other elders, but they ar

"Brother, your new wife is on the screen, why don't you take a look? She has long legs, a tiny waist, and perfect upper body proportion. I bet she will be amazing in bed!" The man dressed in black and white had such handsome features that he captivates many people’s attention. He was surrounded by three beautiful women, one on his left and one on his right, but their seductive red lips were no match for the sexiness of his deep red lips. "For you?" Oliver was sitting alone on the spacious three-seater sofa, his gaze cold and emotionless. In the mottled light and shadow, his handsome and sharp features were revealed. Oliver had sensual thin lips, a high straight nose, and eyes resembling peac

“No. How could I cry? Me? The cold and almighty Damon? I didn’t cry. My face just looks like this because I ran here. From the office.” “Hmm. That explains the hair.” The old man shifted on the bed, winced, and then looked up at his grandson. “You’re still too skinny. Women don’t like skeletons in suits, you know.” Damon rolled his eyes. “Here we go again. You’re the only one who sees me as skinny, and that’s because you’re old and don’t know the new trend. This is the trend now. I’m a very handsome man, in case you didn’t know, old man.”