Page 1 of Innocence: Complete Series

Volume One

Owning Her Innocence

William Darkling is a successful, sexy older bachelor with the world at his feet but he’s missing the one thing he needs more than anything.

Haley has just turned eighteen and is ready to learn about love and shed some of her innocence. After a traumatic birthday party, she wakes up tied to a bed at the mercy of the person she trusts most.

Haley has always been his pet, but now William wants more. He wants to to love her as every Daddy should love their little girl

Warning: There is sweetly sexy, explicit dirty fun inside this short novella. Along with DD/LG play.

Copyright© 2016 by Author Alexa Riley LLC. All rights reserved.

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Publisher’s Note: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are a product of the author’s imagination. Locales and public names are sometimes used for atmospheric purposes. Any resemblance to actual people, living or dead, or to businesses, companies, events, institutions, or locales is completely coincidental.

Edited by Aquila Editing

To Jennifer, for your encouragement, help, and love of daddies. We kept him faithful just for you... Otherwise we would’ve killed him.

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HALEY

The smellof musk is the first thing I become aware of. The second is that I can't move my hands or legs—they feel heavy. Wait, no, I think I’m bound. I shift around, seeing if I can free myself, but the soft, ribbon-like material holds tight. “Where am I?” I whisper to myself. My movements grow panicked as I try to free myself from the blindfold.

Bam!A door slams from a few rooms away.

I still.

Should I call out? A chill runs up my spine, and I suddenly become very aware that I’m naked, except for what feels like something drying on my chest. As my breathing picks up, the musky smell seems to grow stronger. What is that sound? Steps. Someone is coming. I hear the footsteps shuffling closer. Maybe, just maybe, if I’m quiet enough they’ll pass. The steps grow louder and louder and then stop. I hold my breath for what feels like forever. They start up again, this time moving away from me. Releasing the breath I was holding, I lay my head back down on the mattress.Think, Haley, how did you get here? What do you last remember?

William

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-The nightbefore-

“I’d like to thank everyone for coming here tonight to celebrate my little Haley graduating.”

I don’t think I’ve ever seen my father so happy. He keeps talking about how I’m a big girl now. It’s time for me to grow up, he says. “Enough living in that head of yours, Haley.” He even went as far as to clear out my room last week, removing all my stuffed animals, my baby dolls that I've had since before I can remember, hiring William’s construction company to paint over my beautiful pink walls. Now the room is an ugly blue that makes me stomp my feet every time I see it.

“She’s not my little girl anymore. She’s a young woman ready to enter the world, and I’m sure she will do great things. I love you, Haley. You’ve made me a very proud father. I wish your mother were here to see you now.” Cheers break out and I rush to hug my father.

I know he means well, but the thought of growing up and being a woman terrifies me to the core. I need to get some air. It’s too hot in this house, and I start to feel like I can’t breathe.

As I make my way down the hall, I see William leaning against the backdoor. William, the man who makes me tingle all over at just the sight of him. He has the broadest shoulders and the most thickly muscled thighs I’ve ever seen. He’s all man. I’ve had a crush on him for what seems like forever, although for the past year he’s avoided me like I developed leprosy.

He used to come around all the time. He was, after all, my father’s best friend. He’d pick me up from school when Father had to work late, or he’d stay over and put me to bed when Father couldn’t make it home. I remember curling up in his lap while he read me bedtime stories; I could always talk him into reading a second.

“Please, Daddy William, just one more.”

“One more, sweetheart, and that’s it. Do you understand me? I don’t want to have to turn that little bottom of yours cherry red.”

Back then that threat just made me giggle. Thinking about it now makes my panties wet.

William stands up from his position against the door as I move closer. His dark black hair is becoming increasingly peppered with gray, and it only adds to his appeal. Can men tell when a girl gets wet? Just the thought of William knowing this about me makes my face heat.

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