Younger Man Older Woman Romance Novels & Stories

she says, glaring directly at Luca, “and I just want to say that if a man is brave enough to want to propose, the last thing he needs is another man trying to scare him out of it.” Luca blinks. I freeze. The woman continues, undeterred. “Young people these days are terrified of commitment. Always waiting for the ‘perfect moment.’ Love doesn’t work that way.” “I wasn’t—” Luca starts. She waves him off. “Hush. You had your moment. Let him have his.” I bite my lip to keep from laughing. Luca exhales. Slowly. Raises both hands in surrender. “I am not against romance,” he says.

The man, the older the more perverted. Jake who heard that just chuckled. He looked intently at Maria. "You know, I always can't help myself when I'm with you." Suddenly, Jacob had grabbed Maria's neck. He kissed his wife's lips which still tasted sweet to him. Even though time had changed everything, for Jacob, Maria was still the same. Always beautiful, charming, and seductive. The two old people are back in love. Kisses, even soft touches they give each other. Maria is still sane to understand where her husband is currently going. She couldn't help but chuckle while following the game started by her husband. Until now, Maria still admired Jake's body. The man still has strong muscles in e

asked the man beside her, holding the woman's waist. “I saw a young man. His face is familiar to me. But I can't remember clearly who and when I met him,” explained the woman, still keeping an eye on the young man. "Don't try to compare my old self with this man who looks very young, sweet," said the man sulkily then buried his lips into the woman's neck. “Zephyr, stop or I won't give you any more energy!” threatened the beautiful woman with an annoyed face. But as if not listening, the man called Zephyr kept kissing the woman's neck.

a man roars as he barges into the room making me flinch at the loudness of his voice. The man in front of me visibly cringes and gets up to move backwards as the other man barges in the room and stalks towards the man interrogating me. I observe the newcomer. He is old. Older than the elders except for Elder Raoul. He seems to be near the age of elder Raoul with his greying hair and bluish yellow eyes. Those eyes seem to be a lot more familiar but I cannot recollect where I have seen them. "I ... I.. was interrogating her, father. But she doesn't know much about the school. She just said that there are some newly mated couples. That's the only information I could get out from her," the young

Her face brightened as she got to her feet, she stared at Wendy with confusion, then bowed slightly and said, “Please come in, ma’am.” I saw Wendy’s face redden as she glowered with the anger of not being acknowledged the same way Ares and I had been, but she couldn’t make a scene. Ares was close by, I was so thrilled by the incident, it gave me a feeling of pleasure to see Wendy embarrassed so obliviously. We walked into the living room and met an old man on a wheelchair, a lady, no more than thirty years old stood next to him. It got me wondering if she was his wife because she was so young and he was so old, he couldn’t have been anything less than eighty. His sagged and weak face, his gr

The older woman asked and Mason and I stared at each other as we took the picture from her. It wasn’t a question any of us wanted to answer but they were waiting for a reply and it was already getting a little bit awkward. “We’re not married,” Mason finally answered, “we’re just really close friends.” He added with a smile and the couple nodded. “Life is too short to not spend it with the people you love.” The man advised us and we laughed. “Really, you both should be together because even us can feel the chemistry that oozes between the both of you,” the woman added in support of her husband, “how I wish we were young.” She added and they both laughed.

“Does she really have to do it?” the man asked the older one. His body turned towards the younger one so that he was facing him. His aura was so dominating and his towering height almost scared the others around him. “Yes, of course. She’s the ace card for us,” he replied to the younger one, making him sigh. He nodded nonetheless. “But… How are you so sure? Because he’s not like us—,” “That’s why. He’s like a puppy, dear,” the older man interrupted the younger one. He palmed his shoulder and the younger man stretched his body straight although he was already so attentive.

However, before she could speak, the man swiftly pulled her into his embrace. "This is my girlfriend," the young man declared with a voice that was uniquely his own. Sylvia was left momentarily stunned. Her scolding words remained unspoken. She slowly looked up and saw the handsome face of a young man, his sharp jawline making him look like he had stepped out of a manga. Unexpectedly, Sylvia's heart rate quickened by a beat. Suddenly, the young man lowered his head and winked at her. Sylvia seemed to understand something and, following his gaze, she noticed a woman who had been seated at the table. No, it was more accurate to call her a woman than a girl. Unlike the young man, who exuded you

The more he thought about it the more he knew she was toying with him and was enjoying it. “What’s the matter, baby?” An older blonde woman purred, sitting up in the bed next to him. The sheet slid down her naked body exposing her breasts and stomach. She was an older woman about forty-eight, still younger than his sixty. Her breasts were no longer perky and sure her face wasn’t as youthful as it was in the past but he was finding that he was fine with that. She was a woman who knew what she wanted and what he wanted. He didn’t have to worry about training her to do things a certain way. In fact, he loved a good roll in the sheets with her. She might not be young any more but she made up fo

If they have enough, they will leave. But this woman, however, is devoted to him, never willing to spend the night with other men, even if the money is higher. Instead of spending time with the old woman at home, it's better to be with this woman every night. Mr. Chen is the youngest man among them. At most, he is only 40 years old, at least much younger than the old man sitting beside her. "Miss light, would you like to have a snack with me?" The old man's hand is not restless but also not too presumptuous, he moved his hand towards her shoulder.