Appetite For Innocence Novels & Stories

Riveting his gaze on her, Blackthorne curled his fingers into fist in aching need. He was not accustomed to not getting what he wanted when women were concerned. Women of all ages and class hurled theirselves at him all the time. Whenever he needed one, women were always available, in a colossal amount that could surpass the king's harem, until he finally got jaded, and only a few women could whet his appetite. The dark-haired beauty intrigued him. She possessed such sensual innocence that made him burn with desire. At first, she gave an impression of purity. When she refused his advances, it was as though the reason was morality. Even now when he knew the truth that she wasn't untouched, th

I was turning into a horny little Slut. "Say it, say you are mine," he said gruffly. He is too intense, I thought to myself. I won't say it, I decided. He opened his mouth to say something again but stopped as we were interrupted. "Well, well, well. Look at what we have here." We both turned our heads. Dawn was standing right there, looking at us. She had a mocking smile painted on her lips. "I see Marina had found her next victim. Three dead guys aren't enough?"

The whole night, the whole f**king night I kept imagining how sinful I could go with those swells and that juicy p**y that was f**king wet at that time as I could bet on that. She had an ache down there as I could make her beg to remove that ache as only, I could do that and the way she said that cuteness dripped with her every emotion and innocence swirled in those honey brown eyes as if she was helpless underneath me. How could someone be so hot and innocent at the same time? No matter what I was dying to f**k every innocent idea in her mind and filled with every sinful thought that she could have of me and only me.

“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.”

Chapter 2 Sophia’s POV I didn’t even hesitate. The second he said it, I opened my mouth wide and took the fat, leaking head of his cock between my lips, sucking hard like the desperate little slut I’d been writing about for months. His taste hit me instantly—salty precum and that thick, musky man smell that made my cunt clench hard around nothing. I pushed forward, trying to take more, but his grip in my hair tightened and he forced my head down further.

Her originality. Elizabeth was unapologetically herself. The look in her eyes told him that her innocence was a her thing. Life had given her hell, but she'd fought right back with everything she had, still managing to be her true self. The innocence was there in the way she smiled. In the way she casually touched him. Even in the car, he could have taken advantage of her. He didn't because he respected her and himself too much for that, but she didn't know that. She didn't pay attention to that tiny what if. That level of childlike innocence couldn't be faked. It could have been the plan of a more malicious person, to be 'taken advantage' of, but her eyes were too clear for him to even susp

"Hmmn." I ignored his concern for a while and turned my back on him again. My initial plan to seduce him dissipated as soon as my desire to sleep more set in. Nothing is more tempting for a pregnant woman in her early trimester than curling up in bed. “Naked?” I answered lazily. My thoughts became groggier as my sleepiness dragged my consciousness away. “Look at this!” he teased, cupping my ass. I shifted to a supine position and his hand immediately landed on my mons.

He then gave a pathetic fake cough and smiled sarcastically. "I don't know why the little sugar's with him." Frank chimed in with a pat on Byron's back as if they were old friends. They probably were considering they both hated Seth with every fibre of their beings. The prison officer rubbed his salt and pepper beard thoughtfully. "I agree. I mean, she's so innocent and you're so... not," he said to Seth, clearly trying to get on his nerves. Frank let out a sharp laugh, his rotting teeth visible through his grin and his eyes reflecting disturbing and vile thoughts. He was as ugly inside as he was outside. "Maybe not so innocent under all those clothes. Maybe Daisy just needs a real man t- "

Though Aubrey planned to make a fool out of Tyler, she couldn't help but feel uncomfortable when everything Tyler ordered, was her favorite dishes. They were talking and laughing as they were eating. The whole time, Aubrey felt disgusted at Tyler's smiling face that she struggles to swallow the food in her mouth. Tyler acted the way he was years ago when he was still wooing Aubrey. He was kind, gentle, and caring. One wouldn't feel uncomfortable around him, instead, they would want to get closer to him. He was the kind of man Aubrey can lean on and put her trust. But now, no matter how good Tyler treats her, she'd feel nauseous whenever she remembers his face when he was torturing her.

Miho stared at the fired chips on the table before her. “They’ve got no poison” said the strange man while moving his chair backwards and forward. “Do you want me to eat first?” Miho didn’t say a word as she kept her eyes on the strange man. The strange man picked one of the chips and ate it. “You see?” he asked. Miho slowly started eating. “Nice right?” asked the strange man staring at the young woman before him who had her eyes close when biting on the chips.