The Age Of Innocence Novels & Stories

He smiled and a wicked smirk appeared on his lips. “You will tell me everything about him” he came to me. Then he ordered his men to go out. The lights were dimmed and the doors closed, making my heart pound louder and faster than ever. “If you don’t, I am gonna take away the most important thing from you” “W-What?” I asked him. “Your innocence” I gasped and kept my mouth shut. I really couldn’t believe him. “Matt… you have changed so much…” I whispered. he looked at me and for a moment, his eyes softened.

i could say by the look in her eyes she was innocent . "What is your age ?" i asked her i had doubt about her age . "i ... am almost 18 but father said to them that i am 19 and made me look old ." how could he do this ? how can a father give away her daugther like this how ?. "but we gave mony and you know their no way arount it . its. job take it as a job and do it ".

"Now Nancy this is unfair .Please .. let me hold you and cuddle you once without clothes and promise I won't even look at you whole life ." "All males are alike first they come close and then closer and then closest and once their wish is fulfilled they will kick you out." "Now I won't ." "Then prove yourself .If you succeed in not talking to any other girl for one whole year ,starting from today 6/04/2015 ,I will surely marry you otherwise go to hell." "It's already been 1 year long wait today.Please don't extend my agony anymore." "Mr.Dikinson ,let me remind you I had made myself very clear within 24 hrs of our first encounter that I don't involve in intimate relationships.If somebody

I was not sure about anything, but the condition of the room proved that I had a one-night stand. ‘Though it's not a big deal, but for a person like me, a one-woman man, it's a big matter. But who the hell girl was last night? Nobody was in the room except me and some of her belongings like her stocking, hair clips, etc., which were lying on the floor.’ ‘The bloodstains I found on the white bed sheet that was the proof that it was her first time.’ ‘She was Virgin before and I took her virginity. A pang of guilty appeared in my heart and I can also feel it was a passionate night, but I was not sure that if it was against her will or???’

Then she heard him say clearly, Because it was my first time. Anna pupils trembled. She looked him up and down. In this world, even Lucas, who was not yet twenty three, had plenty of experience. This elegant and handsome man claimed he had never been with a woman. Who would believe that? Let me ask. How old are you? Thirty three. Anna rolled her eyes, shoved him aside, and walked out. At your age, pretending to be innocent. Shameless. What kind of men did she keep running into? Was one free night not enough?

Jerrald was taken aback as Feli let out that string of words. Never had a lover? Is this a joke? The woman in front of him may have looked innocent, but hearing the maid's statement that she had never had a lover made him incredulous. In an age like this, and at the age of twenty-one, how could anyone not have kissed before? Let alone a relationship. This woman was from England, and it was one of the countries where the lowest legal age for sex was sixteen. The maid's face was beautiful and seductive. How is it possible that this woman has never been in a romantic relationship? This is impossible.

Julia was none of those things. He'd first noticed her three weeks ago, standing on his dance floor looking lost and overwhelmed and absolutely exquisite. Dark hair, pale skin, those soulful eyes that promised depths he wanted to explore. She'd looked at him—really looked at him—and instead of the usual calculation or fear, he'd seen curiosity. Then that bastard had approached her. Massimo had watched them dancing. Had felt fury rising in his chest that someone else was touching what he'd already claimed in his mind. He'd had Luca run a background check immediately. Julia Morrison. Twenty years old. Virgin. Sheltered, religious upbringing. First time in a club. First time away from her paren

And ther was the Hoosier Dome. It was a hot day in early August. The air was humid with the threat of storms shirtwaist stuck to her back as sweat tricked under her arms and between her breasts. Georgia was attractive and deliberately slender. Her shoulder-lenvth hair was soft and a shiny brown, while her eyes were a strange hazel. She was a confident woman, twenty-eight year old. She was two years a widow. The being a widow had caused problems. As the florist had insisted, "It's nothing you ain't had before. Just better." How could a florist be so crude?

Only he knew that beneath all that was an innocent girl who didn't know much about the world. On the surface, she seemed like a very bad girl but he had disvirgined her when they started dating. He had once seen her at a club he went to raid and she was partying wildly with some bad girls. He took them to the station and got to find out that she was in college and she lived alone. She was only eighteen and he ended up releasing her and dropped her off at home. They became good friends and eventually fell in love. He was surprised when they first had sex and realized that she was just an innocent girl who enjoyed partying with the wrong kind of people.

Nudging my legs open. "Spread your legs for me innocente" he murmurs in my ear and a shiver goes through my body. I'd managed to forget about the steel digging in my butt until he said that. Out of curiosity, I move a little and I swear it twitches beneath me. A thrill goes through me until I remember what's at stake. My father's honor. If my future husband finds out I'm not a virgin, it could lead to war. I can't let that happen. I can't let this man do anything to me. But even as I'm thinking that my legs are opening on their own. He pushes the thong aside and runs a finger along my slit. A place where no one has ever touched. Myself included "Do you even know what it means to be this wet