9781618859617TheSecretLifeofanInvisibleGirlDeVere by Amie DeVere Page B

floor. In one movement he
swept aside books and papers, and lifted me onto the desk before him.
    Weaving my fingers through his hair, I pulled him to me
again, eager for his kiss. Standing between my legs, he eased me down, placing
my blouse beneath my head before he kissed the length of my body. Holding my
legs, he set my feet on the edge of the desk opening me to him. He knelt and
kissed the lips of my cunt as he had my mouth, thrusting his tongue into my
opening. Plunging his hands beneath my ass, he licked me and the juices flowing
from me, his hot breath breezing against my thighs. Letting my knees drop to
each side, I grabbed my feet with my hands opening wider and giving him access
to my being. My lips swelled and my cunt pulsed. He moved his mouth to my clit
and licked and sucked as I had done to his cock, taking it into his mouth and
flicking his tongue against it.
    I moaned in agony and delight, pushing my hips to meet him.
Releasing a hand from my ass, he teased my clit, twirling his tongue around the
edge of my opening before piercing within. His touch became insistent and
unbearable. I came hard to the rhythm of his licks running up the length of my
slit with the width of his tongue.
    Before my orgasm subsided, I whispered, “Fuck me,” with
urgency and measured breaths. While I watched on raised elbows, he reached down
to his pants crumpled at his feet, removed a condom from the pocket, and ripped
the packet open with his teeth.
    “Oh, God, don’t make me wait,” I cried.
    He smiled while he stroked his cock already stiff and slid
on the thin membrane. Smiling still he drove his cock into my cunt, renewing my
spasms. Cupping his hands around the top of my thighs, he pulled me closer,
pushing with his hips. He filled me, grinding his hips, his balls slapping
against my ass. Thrusting within me, alternating his strokes, long, slow,
faster, short, hard, grinding, he pumped me again and again, the sounds of our
fucking shattering the quiet night. Stepping back, he pulled out, his cock
glistening with my moisture.
    I sighed insensible and begged. “Fuck me.”
    Holding his cock, he rubbed the head between my lips and
clit before pushing slowly within me, penetrating me until our hairs mingled. Sheathed
within me, he stopped, leaning over me to kiss me. I took his tongue in my
mouth, his cock throbbing in my cunt. Buried deep, he straightened and watched
me, not moving.
    “You’re teasing me,” I accused.
    “What? You don’t like to be teased?”
    The sound of his voice flowed over me, his cock stirred
within me, and his thumb circled my clit. With his renewed thrusts, my body
ached with building tension and the strain of my want. He quickened his
movements until we both came and release surged through my body, making us one.
    Panting with his arms on either side of me, he stayed
within me long enough to catch his breath before pulling out. Grabbing my right
arm, he drew me up before him, smoothed my hair, kissed me, and held me against
him. Still breathing heavily, his sweat on my skin, I embraced him in return, burrowing
my face into his neck and inhaling his scent.
    That’s the whole truth or most of it, anyway. We’ve been
working together ever since that night. To everyone, but him, and now you, I
remain an invisible girl with a secret
life .
     
    *THE END*

About the Author
     
    I write contemporary erotica and other such
stuff.   My stories mash-up romance,
erotica, work and life in a roller-coaster of realization that’s as close to
truth as I can make it. . . as long as you remember that truth is stranger than
fiction.   I'm always looking for the next
good story to write or read. I live in Massachusetts. You can find me at
www.amiedevere.com.