LOGIN"You're tight," his deep voice murmured in my ear as I felt his wet tongue on my neck. My legs quivered, the walls of my pussy clenching together. "Brace yourself, don't expect me to go easy. I will fuck you hard even if you're a virgin," he nibbled my ear, sending shivers down my spine. "I bring you pain as well as pleasure," he warned before ramming into me. Rated 18+. Warning: This book contains explicit and mature content with no filters. All Shades of Passion is a collection of short stories cutting through all spheres of life, depicting our individual struggles to find ourselves. Who we are and what we want. Each story has a unique plot, individual struggle, and a meaningful closure. From a young virgin who is desperate for sex, to a girl who hopes for a Cinderella story but falls for the baddest boy in town. There's sizzling boy romance, lesbian forbidden love, and a female coach who is in love with her student. It is packed full of BDSM, forbidden love, harems, orgies, boy love (MM), girl fantasy (GG), and age gap romance. No judgment or prejudice. It's raw, it's real and it's dark. Five stories illustrating how attraction can ignite a flame of passion in all humans both great and small. Passion is pleasure, even though it may come in different colors.
View MoreChapter 1: Spying From the Shadows
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 had been in a hurry to take it off. "Come, Jonah, take me to heaven," her high-pitched voice called to him. I saw him step closer, guiding his huge cock into her, he slid back in. "Mi madre me bendiga," she moaned out and wrapped her legs around him. Mi madre me bendiga = My mother bless me. I felt a thrill crawl up my spine, it must feel so good. He started to move, his cock dipping in and out of her. His hand reached down and fisted her glossy black hair, wrapping it around his arm as he fucked her. Over here, I was glued to the door, watching every action and every reaction. Heat pooled between my legs and my heart beat with every thrust he made. I felt my skin prickle just watching him move, sweat beaded on his skin, making it shimmer and glow. I saw Ms. Larissa reach up to rake her fingers across his chest. "Do that again," he groaned, panting hard. She quickly obeyed and raked her fingers for the second time, he chose that moment to ram hard into her, his pace quickening. Her legs fell from his hips and I saw it tremble with each powerful stroke he delivered. My toes curled and I twisted my legs together, the pressure on my bladder growing intense. I needed to pee really badly. That was why I had stumbled upon this crazy scene in the first place. I turned around to leave before I did my business on this tiled floor. But a shrill scream stopped me dead in my tracks... "I am cuming," Ms. Larisa cried out. This was the climax of it all, I couldn't miss it for the world. So I turned around for the grand ending. But instead of Mr. Jonah pumping into her and riding her to orgasm. I saw him pull out and insert his two middle fingers into her. "Cum for me, baby," he murmured, fucking her cunt with his fingers. Ms. Larisa's head fell backwards and she shouted out a string of incoherent words. Her body shook violently and I saw fluid burst out from her and splash Mr. Jonah on his face. At the same moment, I felt a liquid trickling down my legs, soaking my pants. My eyes dropped to the wet floor and my jaw slackened. Fuck, I had just peed myself.Chapter 1: Morning Rush. Steven POV. Today had to be one of the worst days of my life. And I meant it literally. It started with a rude awakening. I'd woken up late with a bad tummy ache, and spent about 45 mins on the toilet bowl, wondering what I ate last night to give me such terrible diarrhea. As I clutched my tissue in my hand, grinding my teeth as my anus sent out waste explosions, I vowed in my heart never to eat sushi late at night again. As if that was not enough torment for one day, right now I was stuck in the longest traffic in Las Vegas history. The road was a chaotic mess, one entire lane was blocked off for maintenance, with a diversion sign directing traffic into a single, congested lane. Cars inched along, each driver jostling for space. It seemed like the universe was conspiring against me It was 7:45 a.m., and I was running late for work. I had a crucial meeting to attend this morning. While I was navigating the slow and congested traffic with a sore mood,
Monalisa POV.My heart skipped a beat as I stared at the box in his hand.Wait.Was this really happening?Was he actually proposing to me?He flipped the box open, revealing a large diamond ring. "I know I'm late, I should have done this immediately I found out you were carrying my baby," he shook his head and another tear slipped down his other cheek. "I was foolish to walk away the first time."He held the ring up to me, "I will do right by you, Mona. For you, I'll try to become the man you need. Please marry me and make me the happiest man alive."As I stared down at the ring, tears welled up in my eyes and my heart melted.His eyes bored into mine, "Please Mona, I want to be forever yours. What do you say?"I stared at him, my heart racing with all the emotions I'd felt over the past couple of weeks. "Say yes," I heard Maya's voice croak from my house window. My head swung in that direction and I found her peeping at me through the curtain blinds.What was worse?I saw a bigger
Monalisa POV. Our taxi slowly came to a halt a few meters away from Greg's car. He was dressed in a simple black Givenchy hoodie with matching sweat pants, yet he still looked extremely stylish with the grey Chopard sunglasses shielding his eyes. "Hold up, Mona. Are we staring at your boyfriend right now, or did Drake just come into town?" Maya mummured. "Ex-boyfriend, Maya, ex-boyfriend," I firmly corrected. But even as I said the words my heart was racing wildly as I stared at him through the car windshield. "What is he doing here?" Maya voiced my thoughts. "Did he drive all the way from Vegas to this city? How does he know where you live?" She wondered out loud. I sighed deeply, I could ask the same questions. But this was Greg, he could always find me if he wanted. Yet, he hadn't sent me a single message or called me once all these days after our breakup. So what was he doing here now? "Let's go hear what he wants," Maya said and started to open her door. I quickly grabb
Monalisa POV. I stared at the doctor taken aback by her question. "Yes, I am," I answered, "I checked with a pregnancy test strip a few weeks ago." She nodded, "After you tested with the strip, did you visit a hospital to confirm?" "No," I replied, somewhat confused. "Do I need to still confirm in a hospital after the house test?" The doctor raised her eyes to the roof as though she'd been through such situations before. "I'm sending you to the Lab for a proper test using your blood work," she said and walked over to her desk. Pressing the intercom on her desk, she called the attending nurse. Hold on a minute... What was going on? "Wait, I don't understand," I said sitting up on the bed, "Are we done with the scan? Is my baby okay?" "The scan didn't show an embryo, the sack or anything attached to your uterus," she answered. "What?" I asked. "Huh?" Maya echoed beside me. The doctor saw the confusion on our faces and decided to explain further. "I suspect that either it's t
Monalisa POV.3 weeks later.Maya and I were sitting in the lobby section of a hospital, waiting to see an obstetrician and have an ultrasound."I can't wait to see the scan," Maya mused excitedly, "I hope it's a baby girl.""It's still too early to tell the gender," I told her.She nodded, agreeing, but again her enthusiasm perked up. "If it's a boy, I'm naming him Cillian," she whispered to me."Why Cillian?" I inquired, wondering why she had picked out that specific name. "You know, Cillian is an Irish name," she waved a hand, "Considering the father is Irish, I think it's only fitting for my nephew."I exhaled an exasperated breath, "I never said Greg was Irish.""But you said he was a ginger...""He's American. Although he does have their features, but it's a long lineage. Remember we agreed not to talk about him, Maya," I reminded her. Then creased my brows, "In fact, why are you trying to name my baby? That's my job.""It's mine, too. I'm the co-mother," she insisted, pursing
Monalisa POV.The sun was high in the sky when I stepped out of Salt Lake City International Airport, Utah.I glanced down at my wrist watch. It was 1p.m. in the afternoon.The schedule for the flight had been; 10:18 a.m.–12:48 pm.Take off from Las Vegas and touch down in Salt Lake City.Yesterday, after taking the test, I'd made up my mind to leave everything behind and come back home.With that strong resolve, I put my things together, packing what little belongings I had. After that I booked a flight ticket on Delta Airline and bided my time, waiting for the crack of dawn.This morning, I patiently waited for Steven to leave the house for work before I sprang into action. I took my bath and got dressed. Finally, stepping out of my room after many days of locking myself in. Dragging my suitcase out to the living area, I ordered an Uber to the airport. And while I waited for it to arrive, I took the moment to scribble down a farewell letter to Steven. Thanking him for everything
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