Losing Her Inhibitions: Innocence Lost, #3

By Sadie Slick

When Candice makes a surprising discovery about her housemate, she's embarrassed by her own innocence.

 

She turns to her experienced older neighbour for advice, knowing that Simon is the perfect person to help her overcome her shyness in the bedroom. When he takes charge, she eagerly submits.

 

But Simon's suggestion both shocks and thrills her.

 

He thinks Candice needs to lose some of her inhibitions… by getting naked on camera.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sadie Slick
• Release date: Jun 22, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223944447

Sadie Slick

Sadie Slick's erotic stories feature women introduced to BDSM for the first time. From innocent virgins who shyly agree to be handcuffed and cropped, to obedient interns who discover the thrill of being edged at work, the women in her stories always enjoy how good it feels to submit to a dominant older man. If you're turned on by powerful assertive bosses and commanding alpha males who know exactly what they want – a submissive woman tied up and begging for more – then you'll enjoy her spicy tales of discipline and denial. Alphas  |  VIRGINS  |  Discipline  |  DENIAL  |  Bondage  |  SUBMISSION

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Losing Her Inhibitions

Innocence Lost - Book 3

Sadie Slick

Copyright © 2023 Sadie Slick

All rights reserved. No parts of this book may be copied, distributed, or published in any form without permission from the author.

This is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely coincidental.

Contents

Title Page

Copyright

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

About The Author

Books In This Series

Also By Sadie Slick

Sneak Peek

Chapter 1

I don’t mean to invade my housemate’s privacy, but I can’t exactly help it when she leaves her laptop open on the coffee table. I immediately squeal and cover my eyes, which is a ridiculous reaction, but that was a sight I was not prepared for.

Oh my god, Candice, Jemma says in exasperation, and her voice right behind my ear makes me jump. What are you doing?

I didn’t mean to look, I blurt out, my fingers still firmly in place.

I ought to charge you, she says.

This statement is so bizarre that I let my hands fall in confusion. The screen is still showing the same picture it was before. No, not a picture. A video that’s been paused – I recognise the editing software. And the naked woman in the still is… Jemma.

You’re a cam girl, I say in amazement. So many things suddenly make sense, not least Jemma’s porn-star-esque moaning whenever she brings home a guy. I always thought it sounded over the top, but now I realise it was a performance for the cameras. Oh my god. Why?

It’s probably a rude question but Jemma isn’t offended. Easy money, she replies with a shrug and a grin.

Not that easy.

It’s literally the definition of easy, she says, rolling her eyes.

No, I meant… I stop talking. I don’t want to admit that I could never film myself doing sexual things on camera. I just… couldn’t.

Jemma might find it easy, but it’s my idea of a nightmare.

I’m not sure how I feel about this, I say uncertainly.

That’s not my problem, she says, not exactly unkindly, but in a tone that suggests it’s not up for debate. My stomach clenches with anxiety. I hate confrontation.

But I live here too. I feel like maybe we should have had a discussion about this beforehand?

How long has this been going on? I feel really uncomfortable about all those men – strangers – who have trooped in and out of our house over the three years we’ve lived together. They know where we live. They know what Jemma does. Could I accidentally end up linked with this in some way? What if this affects my career?

I force myself to breathe