Innocence’s Series Bundle (Innocence #1-3)(3)

I know I should try to move past this stupid crush I have on William, maybe even go on a date. No way would William ever want to be with some chubby girl like me who can’t even kiss a boy without wanting to run away. My father would probably kill us both, to be honest. As I was going to an all-girls’ school, the whole ‘going out with boys’ conversation never really happened.

As the evening progresses, I try to avoid William, but this does nothing but pique his attention. He keeps giving me disapproving looks. I also can’t help but notice that Jane—an employee from my father’s office—is hanging all over him. The sight of them together makes it feel like I have a weight on my chest. I’ve heard my father say she’s a gold digger who will sleep with anyone, whatever that means. I can’t stand to watch them, but I swear anytime I walk into another room, William is there two seconds later, followed by Jane.

I really need a moment alone to pull myself together. I’m feeling a little dizzy and really, really tired. I also need to change out of the soaked undies I still have on from earlier.

Slipping up to my room, I inwardly cringe at the stupid blue walls. I head to my dresser, digging around to find a new pair of underwear. I would be so embarrassed if anyone knew what I had done in the ones I had on. Just the thought of what had taken place with William earlier has me soaking them further. Maybe I should see a doctor. This can’t be normal.

As I slip the panties down my legs, my door suddenly swings open, and I tumble back, the underwear wrapped around my legs. Tim catches me.

“From the state of those panties, it looks like you’re starting without me, sugar,” Tim drawls.

I pale. What does he mean? Starting without him? Starting what?

“Tim, you shouldn’t be in here. My father will hit the roof.”

“You know you want me, sugar. You’re a big girl now, and you can’t hold on to that cherry forever. I’ll make it good for you.”

The dizziness hits me harder and the room starts to spin.

“No, Tim, please stop. I’m just going to lie down for a minute. I’m just so tired,” I slur.

Tim slowly helps me over to the bed. I can’t seem to get my legs to work.

“You think I didn’t notice the way you were looking at that William guy? Is that the problem? Only want to spread those thighs for older men? How about you let me break you in for him? Besides, I saw that woman all over him downstairs. Why would he want a little, inexperienced, chunky thing like you?”

His words cut deep, and I feel him tugging at my dress, causing my breasts to spill out.

“These are a little big for my taste, but I’ll make do. Since I’ll be the first to slide into this tight little cunt of yours, I’ll overlook it. You really should be thanking me. Maybe I can show you a thing or two about how to please a man,” Tim says with a smirk on his face.

I try to cover myself, to tell him to stop, tell him this isn’t right, but my hands are so heavy. I can’t lift them. I start to close my eyes, then I hear a loud crash, and William is standing over me.

“Someone has been a very bad little girl tonight, haven’t they, little Haley? It seems you can’t take care of yourself after all. Rest now, Daddy’s got you.”





2





WILLIAM





As I sit here in my leather chair, I can’t help but wonder how the f*ck I got into this situation.

Years. I’ve tried for years to stop these feelings. I’ve gone through the guilt, depression, self-hatred, and disgust to come back to one feeling I can’t shake: need. What I need most in the entire world is in the next room, tied to my bed, covered in my cum.

Haley.

Tonight was her party to celebrate her graduation, her becoming a woman, but those big blue eyes looking up at me, with all the need and want of a young girl, tell me she isn’t as inclined to grow up as her father would like to think. No, Haley is innocent, pure, untouched, and everything inside me wants to own her. My 20-year friendship to Roger be damned.

In one night I’ve cast aside all my morals, along with the trust of her father, to bathe in my own darkest desires. I went to her party to watch over her, to celebrate her passage into adult life. A life that doesn’t include playing board games and late-night bedtime stories. But what I witnessed was her total ignorance to the danger right in front of her.

I keep patting myself on the back for saving her from the piece of shit kid who drugged and almost raped her. Watching him follow her around all night had me on edge, but her seeming to like the attention made me livid. I wanted to pick her up and throw her over my shoulder like a Neanderthal. Every time I tried to get close to her, just to hear what they were talking about, that Jane bitch would only cackle in my ear, adding to the headache her perfume had already given me.

I cheer myself on for beating his punk ass to within an inch of his life and having him hauled off to jail. Hell, Roger actually did pat me on the back for that one. In fact, convincing myself that Haley needed to come home with me to be watched over was harder than convincing Roger. He trusts me with his little girl. Probably because she has always been my little girl too. Only Roger and I have very different views of how we want to treat our little girl.

I made my deal with the devil the moment I brought her back to my home.



I stripped her naked and tied her to my bed. What the f*ck did I think was going to happen? I said goodbye to all my morals the moment I saw her bare for the first time. Juicy. Her whole body was just so juicy. Wide hips and thick thighs that led to the most perfect cunt I’d ever seen. Barely any hair and totally natural.