Appetite For Innocence Novels & Stories

I had never watched p**n, I don’t even know how his organ could fit into mine sort of thing. “Good evening. Sorry for staying late on our wedding night. You know how things can be tough for Dad to deal with alone. I had to drive two hours to the Company to take a look at some petty mistake some client did.” Allen scratched the back of his head. He looked like a child that got caught, which was cute. I felt like a mom in duty. He kept the box of cookies on the bed by my side, “An apology.” And he was off to the bathroom. I took a bite from the cookies. I hadn’t eaten lunch and dinner despite Rosa insisting. Whenever I ate I felt like I was back at the house and Margaret would yell at me for e

Ina's Pov I woke up the next morning feeling surprisingly rested. As I opened my eyes, I saw Adam beside me, looking much better than the previous night. A wave of anxiety washed over me, wondering if he would bring up the events from the party. However, to my surprise, his first question was about my hunger. I nodded, still cautious but intrigued by his sudden change in demeanor. Adam clapped his hands, summoning a group of girls who entered carrying a lavish breakfast buffet. He explained that he wasn't sure of my food preferences, so he ordered a variety of dishes. His thoughtful gesture touched my heart, and I ate with gratitude, enjoying the delicious spread.

[1] “I don't know why she didn't want to publicize it, it was an honorable death. I expect nothing less for mine.” I left out the part where she got stuck underneath him, with him still inside. Poor thing, I can't imagine the scene! Exhausted, I throw myself on the bed and snuggle down. I close my eyes briefly, taking deep breaths. Suddenly, I hear the sound of a paper package being torn open and a delicious aroma of food invades my nostrils. I lift my torso, finding various foods and Dom placing them in front of me on the bed. He takes a bite of the gourmet burger and hands it to me, and as I chew, I feel the energy returning to my body. What a treat! Dominique tries a bit of each. There ar

April's POV I hacked into Alex's Internet and I continued to do my report. Time passed with me lost in writing the report. My stomach roaring made me realise I was very hungry. I stood and walked to the kitchen hoping to find something to eat, anything. It was at night already and I had completely forgotten about dinner but it was normal for me to forget to eat. I did not think Alex would be okay with me getting in his kitchen to eat something because apparently he did not like 'sharing' but I was hungry. He was so ridiculous.

“Nice. Innocent.” The first time I told her about submissive and dominant, she shrunk into herself. Mouth wide open, eyes bulging with a childlike curiosity and excitement I had never seen on another woman. Sophia and I had been friends for a while then, she wasn’t the least bit innocent so Nicole was a new, welcome change. El slams the diary shut. “Was she pretty?” “Yeah...” I realise it’s not the right answer a little too late and add, “I guess. She was okay.”

The departed and she inhales air as if she was about to die . "I Fucking Reject!"

I was reeling mad and I couldn’t stop. Just how fucking gullible was she? We were talking about the two most dangerous criminals in the States. Childhood friends? Well fuck that bullshit, they were criminals. “Don’t be crude, not every man wants to bed a woman whenever they see her” The fact that she said bed and not fuck proved just how innocent she was. “Your pal Michael wants just that and you know what I saw when he looked at you? I saw a man starving for a woman like you, pretty, innocent, confined, she would do just about anything to make her father happy. Including being touched, fucked-“

I want to bury myself in every pretty, holy, innocent hole that crosses my path. I haven’t tasted Mary yet. But I will. And I know I’ won't enjoy any second of it. My cock doesn’t lie—it craves innocence. Just like Mia’s tight, sweet pussy… The moment I stepped out of the car, I saw Mia. She was walking toward the hallway, wearing that little skirt that barely covered her thin, clean thighs. Innocence wrapped in temptation. My cock sensed it before my mind even caught up. It called to her. Then her eyes met mine.