"Because this is the moment
where you end things... "

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I got up to get my phone off the table in the corner of my room and heard the door open as I glanced over my notifications. “So what did you order us for dinner?”

“A beast…” I felt his breath against the back of my neck and froze for a few seconds before I turned and saw Brock standing in front of me. He wore a trackpants with a wife beater and I was sure he had just showered before he came over cause I could smell the soapy scent on him.

“Where’s Paige?” I questioned as I remembered that she had left to answer the door. He didn’t answer me but instead let his eyes trail over every inch of my body slowly as I stared up at him.

I wasn’t sure what to do as a couple hours before I had kicked him in the balls and now I seemed to be alone with him in my apartment.

He moved closer to me and while I wanted to step back, the table behind me prevented me from doing so. He still hadn’t looked me in the eye as his hands trailed up the side of my thighs and I held my breath as his hands moved further beneath my nighty. His hands briefly cupped my breasts as he inhaled deeply and immediately removed his hands from my body.

He shook his head and sat on the edge of my bed while I was left flustered.

I moved towards him but kept some distance as I folded my arms and questioned him again as he looked at me, “Where is Paige?”

“She left.” He rest his palms on the bed behind him as he leaned back abit, “I told her that I needed to speak to you.”

He shrugged and I rolled my eyes, “So you just sent her away? I guess I shouldn’t be surprised because you think just because everyone’s afraid of you, you can get what you want every fucking time!”

“You’re afraid of me then?” He questioned with a blank face.

“No!” I immediately responded even though I couldn’t be sure when I had certainly provoked him by my actions before I left him.

“Now why don’t you come closer then?” He smirked and motioned me towards him with his hands.

“I am not afraid but I still don’t want to be near you!” 

His face dropped but only for a second as he was able to regain his composure quickly as he breath in deeply and ran his hands over his knees before his eyes met mine. “Kenz…”

“Don’t you dare ‘Kenz’ me. You don’t get to Kenz me right now”

“You know what, McKenzie? I am fucking sitting here, using all the strength that I have not to tear that piece of silk off your body and fuck you cause I want you so badly. Now you’re saying all this shit to me, how do you want me to react? Do you want me to snap at you and shout? Do you want me to push you up against the wall or do you want to get over here and slap me? Better yet, give me another fucking lowblow because you seem to enjoying doing that.” His voice was calm but I could see that his restraint was wearing thin.

I was caught offguard by all he had said in one breath and cursed my cheeks for blushing for certain things he had said. I found myself really staring at him as I tried to think of a response for him and stared at his muscular arms and lowered my gaze to the area I had hurt.

He ran his hands over his face in frustration and they soon revealed his blue eyes that burned into mine.

I walked towards him and stopped right in front of him, “You can punch me or slap me, Kenz. I don’t care, I just want a proper reason for…”

I cut him off as I kissed him and he nearly fell back as he wasn’t expecting it but soon regained himself as he grabbed my waist. I broke the kiss so I could stare down at him and saw a smirk on his face.

“Fuck it!” He blurted out and pulled my thighs over him so I could straddle him before he pushed his tongue past my lips and I immediately returned the kiss. I slowly rocked back and forth onto his lap and could feel his manhood wanting to be unleashed from his pants. I pressed myself hard down onto him as I held onto his shoulders and he tore his lips from mine with a glare. 

For a moment, I was frightened as I thought I had hurt him but before I could apologize he stood up with me in his arms and pushed me up against the wall.

“What are you trying to do to me?” He growled into my ear as his fingers dug into my skin with urgency.

I was afraid yet my lust exceeded it as I ran my fingers over his tattoo at the center of his chest while he stared at every action I made. My fingers slipped between us as they gripped his waistband and his body tensed when my fingers left him.

My eyes met his blue ones, “I want to make you fuck me…”

I leaned into kiss him but he loosened my hair and gripped it within his hand before he tossed it to the side as he nibbled roughly on my neck and pushed into me hard. I wrapped my legs around him as I was pushed up and down against the wall while his hand fondled my breasts through the nighty I still had on even though the straps were falling off my shoulders due to his actions.

“Is this what you want?” He pushed into me harder and deeper as he looked into my eyes and all I could do was nod as the pleasure ran through every inch of my body, courtesy of the part of his body I had harmed hours before.

He smirked confidently and kissed me passionately as his hands gripped my waist and pulled me against him with each of his thrusts and I moaned loudly into his lips. My nails dug into his shoulders with each thrust while his grunts grew louder. 

He moved us over to the bed and my back hit it as he broke the kiss and trailed kisses from my neck to the top of my breasts that were revealed. I pushed myself against him as I wanted him more but he turned us so that I was on top.

I frowned as I straddled him while his eyes gazed over me as he held onto my waist.

“You wanted me to fuck you. Now make me yours…” He breath and a smile filled my face as I slowly allowed myself to move back and forth onto him as my hands pressed into his chest.

He smirked as he looked into my eyes and his hands clutched my behind, urging me to move faster onto him. My nails clawed his chest and his eyes briefly took it in as a ghost of a smile filled his face and I could feel myself being close to losing control.

“I'm yours, baby!” He breath out as he pushed himself up against me hard one more time and I moaned out loudly before I fell onto his chest and felt him hold tightly onto me as we basked in the pleasure filling our bodies. 

“I…” I began softly but quickly stopped myself as I realized what I had almost let slip while in a daze.

I moved off of him while he stood up and made his way to the bathroom and I was thankful he hadn’t heard the beginning of what would have been a horrible thing to slip out at this time.

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“Yeah I know, I know. Can you just chill for a few seconds…” I heard Brock’s voice and lazily opened my eyes and saw his back as he sat on the edge of the bed with only his jockey as clothing. The faint red markings that I could see on his shoulder blades reminded me of how intense things had gotten the night before.

“I won’t be late, baby” He chuckled with an amused tone and my heart sank.

I knew it was a loose term he used for most people, depending on his mood, as he had used it while taunting a fighter in the ring but I was just reminded of his wife and felt sick.

“You know, you worry too much about things. I’ll be on time for lunch or I’ll try at least…”

He must have felt my eyes on him as he glanced over his shoulder and while I wanted to pretend to be asleep it was too late as he had already noticed. 

“Look, I have to go. Enjoy breakfast!” He hung up and set his phone on the counter before he joined me under the sheets again and pulled me to him as we faced one another. He pulled my leg over his side while his hand rest on my thigh as his blue eyes stared into mine, “I thought you would sleep later after last night.”

“Maybe I would have, if someone hadn’t woken me up with their sneaky phone calls early in the morning.” I tried to turn away from him but his hold on my thigh tightened to stop me.

“Sneaky?”

“Yes. Who else immediately hangs up the phone when he sees his… whatever is awake.”

“So, you’re my whatever now?” He smirked while I glared at him and he sighed, “Someone that doesn’t want to be on the phone because he wants to be with you”

I tore my eyes away from his and pulled up the strap of my nighty that had slipped off my shoulder. “It was Paul, McKenzie. I can show you if you want.”

I shook my head, “You don’t have to show me anything”

“You are so fucked up.” He began and I opened my mouth to respond but he quickly continued. “Before you throw a fit, let me finish! You need to stop thinking of yourself as a whore and all that crap, I don’t even know why you do that”

“Because whenever you have a really bad day and sometimes a good day; you want a fuck. I just have to be ready for you and that’s the only time you…”

“I fuck you because somehow…” He glanced around the room before he stared at me again. “You make a really bad day, not so bad, and a good day even better. I don’t know how else to put it, Kenz.”

I guess what Paige had assumed was right, I did help him.

“Why did you have me suspended?” He questioned me before I could respond to what he said.

“I couldn’t let my brother get into trouble and you were technically the one who threw the first punch, Brock.”

“He was insulting you!” He raised his voice and I flinched, “I’m sorry.”

He ran his hand over his face as he shook his head, “What am I to you?”

I was thrown off by the question and he noticed as he spoke again, “If you believe yourself to be my whore, then how do you see me?”

I had never actually thought about it before and I could see he was becoming impatient while I didn’t know what to say. “I ain’t trying to put you on the spot, its just something that I need to know”

“I don’t know, Brock. You’re… you’re this man that just came into my life and turned it upside down. I fell for you which I have told you before, but I have no specific label for you cause I cant have one because we just have sex. We don’t go out on dates or spend every day together and I feel stupid because I feel this way about you and all we do is have sex and arguments. You’re married which means you are someone’s husband so you can't be anything of mine. Why are you even asking this?” I stared at him as I had just said aloud everything that filled my mind.

“I am yours or wasn’t last night enough proof of that?” He smirked and I glanced over his chest and saw the marks my nails had left.

“Last night was.. Different.” I whispered as I had surprised myself and he shook his head.

“Because maybe I was partially your whore?”

I burst out laughing at what he had said even though he had said it with a straight face, the mere thought of the Beast being my whore was comical. He was taken aback by my reaction but I couldn’t stop the laughter that escaped me. He briefly smiled before a chuckle left him and he simply stared at me before he tipped me onto my back and laid himself on top of me. 

I bit my lip to prevent myself from laughing because I was sure I looked ridiculous to him due to the huge smile on my face as well. 

His thumb gently pulled my lip from my teeth and he kissed me slowly and deeply. I wrapped my legs around him as I held onto his face.

He pulled back and nudged his nose over mine with a small smile and it was one of the sweetest actions as he kissed me one more time before gazing down at me.

“What was…”

“I’ve never seen, I mean I have but I have never experienced you laughing like that while you were with me”

“What? I am sure I…”  I tried thinking about it but couldn’t remember.

“No, you haven’t but I love that you just did”

“That I noticed” I smiled while he seemed to be lost in thought as he stared through me.

“I hate the fact that your name was brought up last night. I didn’t even think anyone noticed us together and he caught me off guard, not that I needed an excuse to beat him up but…”

“Your wife was watching…” I mumbled and glanced away.

“McKenzie…” I looked up again, “I was going to say no one gets to talk about you especially using you to provoke me. You are mine and nobody messes with what is mine and gets to air my relationship out like that. I hate… Look, we need to talk.”

As soon as the words left his mouth, I mentally prepared myself for the speech of how he liked us together but that we couldn’t see eachother anymore due to people catching on and this special moment was the last time.

“Kenz, listen to me.” He sat up and pulled me with him as my legs were still wrapped around him. “Last night I wanted to tell you as well, but you got so pissed at me and stormed off.”

So much had happened since then.

“I had it all planned out the night I got suspended and I was in such a good mood cause that was the night…” He whispered, “Why don’t you want to look at me?”

“Because this is the moment where you end things, so I am sorry if I…”

His eyes widened and he immediately cut me off, “Woah Kenz, I just got divorced!”

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