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Innocence Series by Alexa Riley – Read Books Online Free Ebooks good best novels to read http://www.ilovenovels.com Tue, 26 Apr 2016 01:57:33 +0000 en-US hourly 1 https://wordpress.org/?v=7.0 http://www.ilovenovels.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/09/favicon.png Innocence Series by Alexa Riley – Read Books Online Free Ebooks good best novels to read http://www.ilovenovels.com 32 32 Owning Her Innocence Read Online Alexa Riley (Innocence #1) http://www.ilovenovels.com/owning-her-innocence-1-read-online-alexa-riley Tue, 26 Apr 2016 01:57:33 +0000 http://www.test123.demo2.xyz/owning-her-innocence-1-read-online-alexa-riley Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Erotic, New Adult Authors: Alexa Riley Series: Innocence Series by Alexa Riley
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Total pages in book: 19
Estimated words: 21976 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 110(@200wpm)___ 88(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)

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Read Online Books/Novels:	Owning Her Innocence (Innocence #1)
Author/Writer of Book/Novel:	Alexa Riley
Language:	English
ISBN/ ASIN:	B0142YLK0I
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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.
Books in Series:	Innocence Series by Alexa Riley
Books by Author:	Alexa Riley Books

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HALEY

The smell of 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

* * *

-The night before-

“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.

“God, Haley, you have the sweetest blush I’ve ever seen,” he says, running his finger down my cheek, and I can’t help but blush harder. He quickly drops his hand, as if remembering the leprosy. He continues to look at me with that same gaze he’s been giving me lately. I can’t quite figure out what it is. I miss his touches. He never touches me anymore. In fact, he hardly even looks at me, and when he does, his face is hard—no longer the Daddy William I used to know. He’s also made it very clear that I am to stop calling him that, correcting me every time I use the name.

“Daddy William, do you want to play checkers with me?” I had asked one night.

“It’s ‘William’, Haley. Now say it.” I just stared at him. I didn’t want it to be just ‘William’. He was my Daddy William. “Say it, Haley,” he pushed.

“Forget it, Williammm!” I said, drawing out his name in hopes of pushing him a little. “I don’t want to play checkers with you anyway.”

I’ll never forget him grabbing me by the arms and pulling me close, flush against his broad chest, dipping his head right down next to my ear, his stubble brushing against my soft skin.

“That’s good, little Haley. It’s best you don’t play with me at all.” His nose pressed to my neck, and it felt like he was breathing me in. Then he was gone. That was the last time William touched me…a year without his touch. Until this very moment.

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Innocent Getaway Read Online Alexa Riley (Innocence #2) http://www.ilovenovels.com/innocent-getaway-2-read-online-alexa-riley Mon, 25 Apr 2016 13:57:33 +0000 http://www.test123.demo2.xyz/innocent-getaway-2-read-online-alexa-riley Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Erotic, New Adult Authors: Alexa Riley Series: Innocence Series by Alexa Riley
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Total pages in book: 14
Estimated words: 16401 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 82(@200wpm)___ 66(@250wpm)___ 55(@300wpm)

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Read Online Books/Novels:	Innocent Getaway (Innocence #2)
Author/Writer of Book/Novel:	Alexa Riley
Language:	English
ISBN/ ASIN:	B01485HZD2
Book Information:
Daddy William has been so busy with work that his little Haley has been acting out for attention. He plans two weeks away from everything, and it’s absolutely perfect. A sandy beach, Haley in tiny bikinis, and lots of DD/lg time. What they don't expect is little Haley feeling she may be missing out on other things in life. Can Daddy William let his little find her way on her own? Will Haley have second thoughts about her lifestyle? Book two in the Innocence series is just what you’ve been begging for. Warning: Serious DD/lg play, which includes but is not limited to: spanking, unicorn stuffed-animal play, anal, cake pops, oral, and lots of dirty talk. NOTE: Innocent Getaway isn't role play... Haley embraces her inner child and loves to be a brat. While William adores it, not everyone does. This is full time DD/lg and relationship.
Books in Series:	Innocence Series by Alexa Riley
Books by Author:	Alexa Riley Books

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HALEY

“Hmm,” I moan while stretching my back, intentionally sticking my ass in the air, my powder blue babydoll dress riding higher. My ring-curled pigtails fall forward, pooling on the floor. I’m sure the trim of my cotton panties is showing, but the men behind me carry on their conversation. There’s no way Daddy didn’t hear that moan. I pout to myself, biting my lip.

Dropping back down to the ground with a loud thump, some of my crayons roll across the wooden floor of Daddy’s office. I’m so over being stuck in here. Daddy William and I hit our one-year anniversary last month with promises that he would take me somewhere. But here I sit in his office, him in another meeting not ten feet from me, and I’m not sure if he knows I’m here. I know he has to work, but I crave his attention more than anything else in the whole world.

He’s been crazy hectic since spring. Now summer is almost over and I don’t see any signs of him slowing down. This is a busy time of year for him with new homes being built and people wanting to renovate their offices and condos. It didn’t bother me so much when I was busy with all my activities. I’d tried starting community college but I hated it. The hours away from William were too much, and it just made me miserable. William encouraged me to try a variety of classes to see if something piqued my interest. Last fall I started taking some culinary classes and I loved them. I started taking all the courses I could on baking this past year, and it’s made me really happy. It doesn’t take up so much of my time and works well with Daddy’s schedule. It makes me feel like I’m good at something, and I get to make sweet treats for Daddy.

I’d planned to spend my summer starting a cake pops business, but that was short lived. I started taking online orders and had set up times for people to come to the house and pick up their cake pops. Daddy wasn’t too happy about me giving random strangers our address and letting them come and pick up their orders when he wasn’t home. I wasn’t two days into my cake pop business when he pulled the plug. And I was up to 500 likes on Facebook! I also got a spanking that made it hard to sit down for three days.

I tried to bring up the idea again with options that Daddy might prefer, but every time I reminded him of the event, I was once again given a spanking. I got the worst spanking today and I have no desire to get another, but I don’t want to drop the issue. It’s gotten so bad that I’m not allowed to be alone at home anymore, hence my lying on his office floor, coloring while he has a meeting.

Turning onto my back, I tap one of my Mary Janes on the floor. I can feel the sugar from all the cake pops I ate during lunch course through my system. Daddy gave me a stern look when I ate my fourth one, but someone had to eat them. I wasn’t going to stop making them just because I didn’t have anyone to buy them. I’d hoped flooding the house with them would make Daddy clue in, but no such luck.

“We started later than we wanted, but I can promise you, the roof will be on before winter. We don’t want any snow falling into the open rafters. We’ll have it sealed up nice and tight,” Daddy says as if he’s trying to bore me to death.

“And when do you think the rest of the house will be finished? I don’t want to tell my little one about it until it's closer to being done or she’ll drive me crazy. You know how it is.”

“You have no idea,” Daddy says, and I have the feeling he is talking about me. Well, he’d better be talking about me. I’m the only person in the whole entire world he should have ideas about.

Rolling to my side, I prop my head up on my hand and glare at him, but he still doesn’t look at me. I know he sees me. I can barely breathe without him knowing. Pulling a foot up to my butt so my dress falls open, showing my panties, I start tapping my Mary Janes again, louder this time. Surely this will get his full attention. I know I’m pushing it, letting my dress fall open like this, but I’m jittery and need him right now. Normally he would have noticed, but he’s once again so wrapped up in his work that I’m forgotten.

Both men turn to look at me, Daddy eyes harden and he gives me a look that does the opposite of what I’m sure he’s trying to get across. I feel my pussy clench at having both men’s eyes on me, but I only look at Daddy. I’m being a brat for his attention. In fact I feel like this is half his fault because he made me go this far to get his attention. Maybe he should get the spanking I’m sure I have coming when this meeting is over. After my actions, I’m pretty sure it is now.

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Innocent Christmas Read Online Alexa Riley (Innocence #3) http://www.ilovenovels.com/innocent-christmas-3-read-online-alexa-riley Mon, 25 Apr 2016 01:57:33 +0000 http://www.test123.demo2.xyz/innocent-christmas-3-read-online-alexa-riley Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Erotic, New Adult Authors: Alexa Riley Series: Innocence Series by Alexa Riley
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Total pages in book: 11
Estimated words: 11880 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 59(@200wpm)___ 48(@250wpm)___ 40(@300wpm)

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Read Online Books/Novels:	Innocent Christmas (Innocence #3)
Author/Writer of Book/Novel:	Alexa Riley
Language:	English
ISBN/ ASIN:	B019JEYAQW
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It's a Christmas wedding for Daddy William and his little, Haley. The final chapter in their story is one with a little pink, lots of bows, and lots of Daddy's attention. Warning: Their happily ever after is filled with full-time DD/lg play as William and Haley embrace their lifestyle with open arms. If being innocent at Christmas is a dream come true, then this is the novella for you! NOTE: Innocent Christmas can be read as a standalone but might be more enjoyable after reading Owning Her Innocence & Innocent Getaway.
Books in Series:	Innocence Series by Alexa Riley
Books by Author:	Alexa Riley Books

Chapter 1

Haley

“I don’t care that it looks like Barbie planned this wedding! I love pink, and my Daddy loves seeing me in pink, so everything will be pink!” I half-shout into the phone, not wanting Daddy to hear me down the hall. He’s wrapping up a few things with work, so he’ll be free for the next two weeks and I don’t want to distract him. I can do this. I peek out the door to make sure he didn’t hear me before closing it softly. It’s like the words I’ve been saying to the wedding planner the last few months just don’t sink into her thick skull.

“But pink on pink is…” She pauses for a moment like she’s searching for the right word, but I cut her off because I don’t want to hear it.

“Pink on pink is what I’ll get.” I say through gritted teeth. “This is my wedding, not yours, and I know what we want.” I have to hold myself back from threatening to get William on the phone. This is my fight, and I’m making this wedding perfect for us. I always need Daddy’s help, and I want to show him I can make this day special for us and show him how much this means to me.

A Christmas wedding covered in pink sounds perfect to me. Whoever said Christmas has to be red and green didn’t see me coming. I can do Christmas in pink if I want to. No, scratch that, I’m doing Christmas in pink with a dash of silver sparkles. Period. Wedding planner or not.

“I’ll see what I can do,” she finally says, and I don’t respond. I just sit silently with the phone to my ear because ‘seeing what she can do’ isn’t going to cut it. I still have to get ready for dinner tonight, and I need her to make things happen.

The silence stretches, but I just sit there, tapping my foot, waiting. I look down, admiring my soft pink nail polish as I wait for her to speak again. The silence grows thick before she finally cracks.

“It will be taken care of.

With that, I end the call, tossing my phone onto mine and Daddy’s bed. It’s covered in pink pillows and sheets, but he doesn’t care. As long as I’m happy. “Cheese and crackers,” I mutter, torn between wanting to crawl into bed and pull the covers over my head and starting to get ready for dinner.

A little nap sounds yummy right now, but there probably isn't any time. Maybe if I hurry and get ready, Daddy and I will have time to play together before dinner.

I make my way over to the closet and pull out a white baby-doll dress, not caring that it's freezing outside. Daddy loves me in dresses, and I want to give him a sneak peek at what’s to come tomorrow.

This dress isn’t as fancy as the one I'm wearing tomorrow, but the bottom puffs out and stops mid-thigh. The top hugs tight to my chest, with lace covering up my cleavage. Daddy doesn't like when we go out and too much of what’s his hangs out for others to see.

I discard my shirt and slip on the dress, ditching my underwear in the process. I wonder if Daddy will make me put some on. I’m sure it won’t take him long to notice I don’t have any on under my dress.

Sitting down at my vanity, I pull out a lace bow and tie it in my hair, making sure the bow is just perfect before I put on a little make-up.

I can't believe that tomorrow I will become Daddy’s in every sense of the word. I was made to be his, and now we get to celebrate that with everyone.

Our relationship might not be the norm to others, but it’s ours and what we both want. There had been a time when I’d thought I’d be too much for William and that he would grow tired of me. But he only seems to want me more and more every day. Even my quirks, which seem to annoy other people, make his face light up. Instead of being agitated, he gives me a look that tells me Daddy will be spanking me for my antics when we get home. The thought makes me squirm in my chair.

I haven’t gotten a spanking in a few weeks, not since my friend Holly threw that bachelorette party for me. It was just supposed to be dinner, then on to some painting party class, but the painting class never happened. We ended up at some club that let in girls aged eighteen and up, and we spent about twenty minutes dancing before I felt Daddy’s arms around me. He threw me over his shoulder and stormed from the club. We barely made it in the door before he had me naked and bent over the couch as he spanked my ass. I could barely sit the next day. Worse, he flipped me over and waved his cock in front of me not letting him touch him.

Bad girls didn’t get to have Daddy’s cock. He came all over my breasts, then made me scoop his cum up and put it inside me. Because Daddy’s cum is never wasted. He promptly put me in bed all needy for him. He didn’t let me cum for three days! Each day he stripped me down while he worked his own cock and spilled onto me. It was miserable not being able to touch him. I’ll never not tell Daddy where I am again.

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Owning Her Innocence (Innocence #1)

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Innocent Getaway (Innocence #2)

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Innocent Christmas (Innocence #3)

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B019JEYAQW