Rhea Ripley X OC [(DISCONTINUED)]

Chapter 90

TW- Mentions of blood, fluff, smut, daddy kink and breeding kink (sorry if it makes anyone uncomfortable).

I sat Brock down in his locker room, "I'll be right back to help clean you up okay." I say but all he does is nod. I sigh as I leave the room and make my way back to my own locker room. Upon entry, Athena congratulates me on my win and I thank her before telling her that she can leave if she wanted - considering we arrived to the arena seperately - as I needed to stay behind for a little while. She nods and collects her things before leaving as I wash the makeup off of my face in the bathroom and quickly change out of my gear into some comfy clothes. I packed up my bag and headed back to Brock's locker room, knocking on the door when I arrive.

I heard a quiet "Come in." so I opened the door, stepped in, dropped my bag down, closed the door and walked over to Brock. He had already washed the blood off of his face but his nose was clearly broken. I grabbed a towel and positioned myself between his legs, "This may hurt a little." I say and snap his nose back into place swiftly; holding the towel underneath just in case but thankfully it wasn't needed.

I finish cleaning him up and throw away the trash. I sit down next to him and turn to face him, "How you feeling?" I ask. "Why do you care?" He grunts, "I never said I did but I also know how hard I hit. So, how are you feeling?" I reply. He sighs heavily and leans back on the couch, "Okay I guess." he says. Silence envelops us for a few moments before he speaks again, "I gotta say though, you looked fucking hot out there tonight." I looked over at him with a raised brow and a smirk. "Are you flirting with me Mr. Lesner?" I ask, "So what if I was." was his response with a smirk of his own as he turns his body to face me.

I shifted a little closer to him and leaned in close, "Because if you were, then we'd have a problem on our hands." I whisper in his ear seductively. "Oh really, what kind of problem." He asks as he leans in a little, "I think you know what kind Mr. Lesner." I reply; leaning in a little myself and running a finger over his bare chest. I noticed his gaze flicker between my eyes and my lips but mine was the same so I took charge and smashed my lips to his. He quickly wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me onto his lap, making me straddle him.

His hands found my ass and he squeezed. I gasped at the feeling and began slowly grinding on him, making him groan. I carefully manipulated the air to lock the door as we continued our hot and heavy make-out session. I pulled back and took off my shirt, revealing my full chest that threatened to spill out of my bra before reattaching our lips. Our tongues fought for dominance but mine was rapidly overpowered by his. I felt one of his large, calloused hands travel up my back and undo the clasp of my bra; making the straps fall down my arms.

I swiftly remove it, throwing it down to join my shirt on the floor. He left open-mouth kisses down my jaw and down my neck until he reached my breasts where he immediately attached to one of my hard nipples; sucking and nibbling. I moaned lowly and began grinding a little harder on his growing member. He repeated his actions with the other nipple and I arched my back up, pushing my chest closer to him.

At this point, my panties were soaked and I was beginning to crave more. Brock seemed to pick up on my growing need and shifted so I was laying on the couch underneath him as he gradually kissed down my body. When he reached my shorts and effortlessly unbuttoned them, pulling them down my legs along with my panties. He wasted no time diving into my newly exposed core and running his tongue through my dripping folds. "Fuck. Oh My God." I moaned out as I threw my head back and arched my back.

Within a matter of minutes, I had become a moaning mess beneath him as he feasted on me like I was his last meal. He licked and sucked on my clit but when he inserted two of his thick fingers inside me and curled up, the knot in my stomach snapped. A wave of pleasure washed over me as I came undone; squirting all over his hand, face and tongue.

But he didn't stop. No, infact he kept feasting and fingering me. My legs were shaking and my whole body trembled as another orgasm washed over me. It was like he knew exactly where to touch me because once he made me squirt the first time, I was squirting with every deep thrust of his fingers inside me. He eventually replaced his fingers with his tongue and rubbed my now throbbing clit with his thumb. My quivering legs were push up to my chest so he could reach deeper but that didn't stop me from moaning out, "Yes, fuck Daddy."

I orgasmed, squirting all over him yet again and once he was done tongue fucking me, he crawled up my body and kissed me softly. I moaned as I tasted myself on his lips and tongue but I knew that he was far from done with me. He pulled back and kneeled between my legs, pulling down his shorts; revealing his rock hard member to me. He rubbed the tip over my clit before lining himself up with my entrance. "No going back, you sure." He asks and all I do is look up at him innocently, "Fuck me Daddy." I say and bite my lip.

Smirking, he slams into me and groans as he bottoms out. "Fuck you're so tight." He grunts out as he starts thrusting slowly and I couldn't help but moan, "You feel so good inside me Daddy." as his pace quickens. He takes both of my legs and places them over his left shoulder as he begins to pound into me. "Daddy... Fuck I'm gunna..." I stutter out between moans, "Cum for your Daddy Babygirl." he says and I do just that; screaming his name.

After a few more thrusts, he pulls out and flips me over before ramming back into me. His pace became relentless as he leans forward, wraps a hand around my throat and pulls me up; my back flush against his chest. "Is Daddy making you feel good?" He whispers in my ear, "Yes Daddy... So fucking good." I reply breathlessly. He slides his free hand down and starts rubbing my clit painfully slow compared to his thrusts. My fifth orgasm was fast approaching and the only thing that could be heard in the room now was the sound of skin slapping together, my moans nothing more then breathy gasps.

The hand he has around my throat squeezes and my eyes roll back into my skull, "Such a good girl for Daddy. Such a good little cum slut." he grunts in my ear. "Only for you Daddy... Fuck right there." I scream as he starts hitting my G-Spot with every thrust. All of a sudden, the tightly wound coil in my stomach snapped and I came undone for the fifth time. "Daddy... I wanna ride you." I whimper out, turning my head slightly to look up at him. "Is that so. You wanna ride Daddy till he fills you with his seed." He says with a smirk, "Yes Daddy... Please... Let me ride you." I pant out.

Brock seemed to like me begging, "Fuck Babygirl, beg me some more. Beg to ride Daddys cock. Beg for me to fill you. Beg for me to breed you." he says. "Please Daddy... Let me ride you... I wanna make you feel good Daddy... I want you to fill me Daddy... Please." I beg and plead, I heard a deep growl before he pulled out of me and sat back down. I swiftly climbed into his lap and impaled myself on him again. I leaned back with my hands on his knees as I started to bounce, "Your so big Daddy... You fill me so fucking good." I moan out.

After a few minutes of me bouncing, he grabs my hips to still me and starts slamming up into me. His thrusts while hard, fast and rough were becoming sloppy and I knew he was close. His moans and grunts were like music to my ears as I screamed out in pleasure. "Daddy... Fuck Daddy I'm so close." I whimper, "I know baby, me too... Fuck." he groans. "Where do you want Daddy to cum angel." He asks between grunts as he looks me in the eye, "Inside me Daddy... Please... Fill me... Breed me Daddy... I know you want too." I reply breathlessly; gazing deeply into his. He growls again but I continue, "You wanna breed me Daddy... To see me swollen as your seed grows inside me."

"Yes, fuck yes I do baby." He growls out, "Then do it Daddy. Fill me up." I scream as he reaches a superhuman pace. One hard thrust later and Brock cums inside me with me following rapidly behind; squirting all over him as he fucks me through our highs. Once he stops moving I collapes forward, resting my head on his chest as I try to catch my breath. He gently lifts me off of him, making me whimper and places me down next to him. He reaches for a clean towel next to him and cleans himself up before standing, redressing and walking into the bathroom.

He returns moments later with a damp cloth and carefully cleans me up. He helps me dress and asks, "You okay to get home by yourself or would you like me to drop you off?" making me look up at him. "I think I'm okay by myself..." I start as I try to stand but fail because my legs are complete jelly; Brock catches me and smirks but helps me stand. I manage to stand unassisted after a few moments and I pick up my bag before turning to look up at him, "This was a one time thing okay." I state and he nods, still smirking.

I unlock the door and we both walk out, heading to the parking lot. He walks me to my car and sees me off safely. As I drive home, the only thing running through my mind was how I was going to explain why I was so late back.