The Fear That Divides Us
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“You have any kids?” I ask, grabbing some chips from a bag.
“Uh,” she begins nervously, her cheeks flushing a bright red. Cherry looks up at me her eyes widening and her face in a sudden panic. “Would Addie like some ice cream? Dani bought a whole bunch of ice cream, and if the kids don’t eat it, Shadow will.” She turns to open the freezer door quickly to avoid my question.
Plucking out a giant tub of chocolate ice cream, she drops it on the counter. She looks at me and smiles, making me question if there was a sense of panic before or if I imagined it.
I nod, not taking my eyes off her, curious what made her react the way she did. Like she didn’t even realize what she had said or something.
I take a plate to Addie and Zane, and sit on a stool watching Lip, Bobby, and Shadow laughing about something.
Bobby looks up, his eyes holding mine. He smiles, pats Shadow on the back, and walks toward me. Once before me, he grasps me by the hips and draws me in close, his mouth tickling the shell of my ear.
“I wanna fuck you,” he whispers, making my panties instantly dampen.
I bite my bottom lip and eye Addie and Zane making food art.
“She’s fine,” he mutters, pushing me backwards. My head falls back and I laugh hysterically while I’m herded down the hall.
I turn around and seize him by the shirt, dragging him along until I reach his room. I kick the door open and pull us both in.
Bobby slams the door shut and grasps me by the ass cheeks, lifting me up. He presses his lips to mine, taking my mouth forcefully. Our bodies tangled in an embrace slam against the door before we stumble onto the dresser, knocking everything on top of it onto the floor. My legs tremble with anticipation, a fire spreading wildly in between them.
I clutch the hem of my shirt and lift it, my leather cut falling to the floor with it. Wasting no time, Bobby dashes his head forward, kissing along my chest, his hands squeezing my breasts possessively hard.
I moan as his hands dart around my back undoing my silky bra. The sound escaping my mouth sounds more animalistic than human. The silk falls from my breasts, releasing the weight of them.
He slides his rough hands up my thighs, across my abdomen, over the peaks of my breast, and along my arms, pinning them above my head. He scrapes his teeth along the bud of my nipple, creating a spark to come alive, which plasters my skin with goose bumps. He sucks my nipple into his mouth, his tongue swirling around it, before slowly releasing the wet nub. I fall into the moment and the sensations he’s giving me, silently pleading for him to take me already.
He pulls back, releasing my arms, and removes his shirt, revealing his chest outlined perfectly with muscle. I can’t help but run my hands over his pecs, before scratching my nails down over his abs causing him to hiss. My hands fondle the button on his jeans while his hands undo my shorts.
As soon as his pants are free, I shove them down his toned thighs, using my feet to kick his boxers the rest of the way. He yanks my pants down to my ankles and softly pulls my panties down my hips.
He slides his fingers between my legs and inside my sensitive heat. Desire ignites inside me at his touch. My head falls back from the overwhelming connection. I place my feet on the edge of the dresser and widen my legs, encouraging him to go deeper.
“Someone’s excited,” Bobby pants, spreading my wetness around my clit. I clench my teeth and nod as the sensual feeling of pleasure builds around his dexterous hand.
Bobby places both of his hands on my knees and stills, drawing my eyes to his. He smiles at me, before lowering his head between my thighs. My body trembles as Bobby flicks his tongue against my clit, his fingers teasing my opening.
“Oh, my God,” I pant, lost in the moment.
Bobby sucks my clit into his mouth as his fingers slowly enter me. My pussy grips around his fingers, chasing that realm of pleasure I so desperately need.
A blossoming warmth spreads in my lower half, causing my toes to curl around the edge of the dresser. Just as I think I can’t take anymore, stars burst behind my eyelids. Bobby’s warm tongue lowers, licking me, nibbling, and taking my climax hungrily.
Bobby lifts from between my legs, his mouth glistening, and grabs me by the hips, pulling my ass to the edge of the dresser. My body still coming down from my climax, all I can do is comply in a daze.
In one swift move, he impales me with his length, my body panting in response. His blue vivid eyes pin me. Silently speaking to me as he places his hand on my back and lifts me, turning me until my back slams against the wall. My arms wrap around his neck as he holds one of my legs, pulling them upward to where it’s resting on his shoulders, while the other leg wraps around his waist tightly.
He thrusts his hips forward making me whimper from the depth his dick is taking.
“Oh, fuck yeah,” Bobby mutters, closing his eyes.
He pistons his hips. The curve of his dick hitting me is heavenly. I run my hand through his hair, glancing at the strands that are sticking to his forehead from the beads of sweat formed. His eyes flutter open, holding me as he fucks me against the wall. His mouth parts and his forehead creases. His hold on my hips strengthens, and his pace becomes erratic with need. His dick pulses, warning me he is about to come.
“Bobby,” I pant, and with that Bobby closes his eyes tightly and comes. Grunting along the side of my neck, and the sensation of him gripping onto me like I’m his next breath sends me falling over the edge seconds later. Pleasure driving up my legs and igniting in my core is too much to contain. I don’t hold back the loud moan which escapes as my body’s still wrapped around his tightly.
Bobby holds us in the same position and walks us to the bed, before falling on top of me.
Basking in the afterglow of our vigorous fuck, I will myself to move, not really wanting to. I’m more than content to stay in Bobby’s arms. “I need to check on Addie,” I mutter, pulling myself up from the bed.
“Zane really seems to like her,” Bobby laughs.
“They have pretty much been inseparable the last three months,” I tell him, grabbing my clothes off the floor and dressing.
“Hmm,” Bobby responds, standing up, and finding his boxers to get dressed.
I walk out of the room, Bobby right beside me as we make our way back into the common area. Bobby leans over and kisses me passionately, before smacking my ass, and making his way back to the boys.
I take my seat in a metal chair and watch Bobby in his element around the other guys, while Addie and Zane play.
I know I have come a long way, but I also know I still have a ways to go. I have overcome my fear for the most part, and have learned to replace my painful memories.
I await the day Bobby can handcuff me to the bed, make me his, and give him that control. I loved being spanked and just losing control. That was before Travis took it to another level, scaring that realm of ecstasy for me. I would love to get back to that place again with Bobby. It will happen. I know it will eventually. It will just take time.
I turn and look at Addie, her care, and ease with Zane as he tries to tickle her. I bet Bobby would have beautiful babies. My eyes widen, surprised at the thought.
“Hey, babe, is it all right if I take Addie for a ride?” Bobby whispers into my ear from behind, making me jump.
“Uh,” I hesitate. Trying to gather my thoughts from sex, babies, to Addie riding on a motorcycle.
“What were you just thinking?” he asks, brushing a hair behind my ear.
“Nothing,” I answer quickly. “I don’t know if Addie is ready for that,” I reply nervously. I don’t know if I’m ready for her to ride on a motorcycle.
“Mom, can I go for a ride on a motorcycle? Zane is going,” Addie yells, running toward me.
“Yeah, she looks pretty nervous,” Bobby remarks, laughing.
I roll my eyes, and laugh. “You go slowly, Bobby!” I demand, pointing my finger in his face.
“I will. I will,” he chants, taking Addie’s hand and strid
ing toward the door.
“With my eyes closed the whole time,” he jokes, making my heart sink with fear.
“Bobby!” I yell, standing up and following him outside. He stops suddenly, and rushes toward me, cupping both of my cheeks in his hands.
“Trust me, Hummingbird.” I glare at him for using that nickname in public. He smiles knowingly and gives my lips a quick peck before pulling away.
I groan, and watch him walk away holding Addie’s hand.
“I thought Lip was a handful. Girl, you’re in for a wild ride with that one,” Cherry laughs, walking up beside me.
I groan and shake my head. “Don’t I know it,” I mutter.
I watch Bobby put a helmet on Addie, and the way he shows so much care around her is enough to make any woman swoon. He straddles his motorcycle, helping her on behind him. Addie hugs his stomach, her face beaming with joy. Addie looks over and spots me, smiling on the spot and waves.
Bobby grabs his handlebars, kicks his bike off its kickstand, and looks toward me. His eyes catch mine as he smirks and he gives me a drop-dead sexy wink.
“You ain’t living unless you’re riding, right?” I ask, looking at Cherry. Something I have heard the guys say before. It never really made since before, but it does now.
She laughs and nods. “Right.”
The future is unclear for Bobby and I, and God knows the next chapter for us is one that will be full of hardships and reasoning. But I don’t care because we’ll survive. We’ve faced the biggest fear that plagued us as a couple; the fear of falling. Nothing can stop us now.
The End-ish
This book was so fun to write; probably one of my favorites. It was like having sex. It was so exhilarating while writing it, but now I feel I’m ready to hibernate for a couple of months to recharge.
The process of this book could not have reached the point of publishing without the help of my friends though. They helped me mold it, and smooth out edges to make it perfect.
I want to thank the readers first. This book would have never happened without you to begin with. The love you have for the Devil’s Dust, and the support you have shown me is breathtaking.
I want to say a BIG THANK YOU to my beta readers. Every one of you have helped me so much in getting Bobby and Jessica to their perfection. Nisha, Keisha, Brie, Bel, Stephanie, and Amy. (Bel, you pushed me to the point I thought I would break, and I love you for it!)
My street team, I adore you guys. You’ve supported me every day since day one. My Readers Addict Group, thank you as well for the support in my work.
I have had so many blogs help me in the process of not just this book but all of my books. I want to thank you all so much. What you do takes a lot of time out of your daily lives and I appreciate the time you take out for my work.
Big thank you to Love Between The Sheets Blog for the cover reveal, it was amazing.
I can’t thank Rock Stars Of Romance enough for hosting the blitz and tour for The Fear That Divides Us. You were very patient with me and brilliant at what you do.
My author friends who have also helped me along the way, I fucking love you!
And of course my family, you are my backbone in this whole thing!
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(The Devil's Dust #1)
The Scars That Define Us
(The Devil's Dust #2)
The Broken Pieces Of Us
(A Devil’s Dust Novella)
The Fear That Divides Us
(The Devil’s Dust #3)
Love That Defies Us
(A Devil’s Dust Novella)
M.N. Forgy was raised in Missouri where she still lives with her family. She's a soccer mom by day and a saucy writer by night.
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