All Shades of Passion

BOOK 1: TOUCH ME, DADDY.

Maya POV.

"Oh my goodness..." I whispered, bringing my hand to my lips.

My body was flattened against the wooden door, and I pressed my ear closer, listening to the sounds coming from Mr. Jonah's home office.

"Clap, clap, clap."

I heard the rhythm go faster.

I stilled myself, my breath growing shallow as I listened to the noise filtering out from his office.

Realization dawned on me as to what was going on.

Wide eye, my fingers found the door handle and I gently turned.

To my surprise, it was open.

I pushed it slowly, with my heart in my mouth, and a small crack appeared, allowing me to see inside the office.

My eyes widened more at what I saw.

Mr. Jonah, who is Monalisa's father, my one and only friend, was totally naked and had the housekeeper, Ms. Larisa, bent over his desk as he pounded her from behind.

I closed my eyes instantly and wanted to turn around and leave, but then I heard it. The soft moans from her mouth.

It sounded so frail and full of pleasure, "Fuck me harder Jonah, tienes un pene grande," she ended in her native tongue.

I understood a little Spanish and knew that her words translated to: 'you have a big penis'.

The sex must be so damn good that she was lost, switching between languages.

Feeling intrigued and unable to peel my eyes away, I stood rooted to the floor, deciding to watch the show.

Mr. Jonah was stark naked behind her, the tanned muscles of his chest rippling as he drove into her.

I could see a splattering of curly black hair that spread across the expanse of his chest and tapered down his abdomen, lower...

My gaze dropped.

Even lower...

A small voice whispered in my head.

I struggled with myself, trying to stick to what little morality I had left.

But in the end, my curiosity won and I looked down.

My eyes followed the trail of hair down to his torso, and I saw a gathering of thick hair at his groin.

At that moment, he pulled back from Ms. Larisa and I saw a huge dick, about eight inches long, all wet and glistening with her pussy juice.

He fisted it in his hand, his fingers circling the engorged head.

It was pink, it was long and it was hard.

"Oh," I gasped, clasping my hand over my mouth.

Instinctively, my vagina clenched and I felt a sensation knot in my tummy.

"Put it back in, I want more," Ms. Larisa cooed and I could hear the desperate plea in her voice.

"Turn over," his deep voice commanded and I saw her scrambling to obey.

Climbing onto the table, she flipped over, parting her legs for him.

She was wearing only a blouse, her naked white thighs were bare and spread wide.

Her long skirt was discarded on the floor, close to the door as though she