Professional At All Times

Backstage

BROCK POV

I watched, from the couch, as Cassie was pacing. You could see the nervousness on her face, and I wasn't liking it. I mean yeah I would be nervous as hell, if I was to be in this kind of match. "All right the match is settled and confirmed." Paul said walking into the room and placing the paperwork on the table.

"Thank you dad." Cassie says as she walks to the table and picking the papers up.

"Not a problem, Cass. I have to go talk to someone. I'll be back before your match."

"Okay." the two hug and Paul walks out of the room. Cassie sets the papers back on the table and starts to pace again.

"All right enough. You're making me dizzy." I say getting up and wrapping my arms around her.

"Sorry." she apologizes into my chest. I lean down and kiss the top of her head.

"It's all good baby girl." I move and kiss her on her lips. "So does this make us a couple?" I ask her as we break.

She pecks my lips, "Yes."

"Good." I kiss her lips and then hug her again. "I still don't want you to do this match." I say as I rest my head on top of her's.

"I know. Dad doesn't want me to do this match either, but if it means that I can finally beat the living hell out of Randy, for what he has done to me, then I'm more than happy to do it." I smile at her answer and peck her lips.

"That's my girl. Come on lets go sit on the couch until it's time for your match." I wrap am arm around her waist and lead her to the couch.

"Okay." she replies as she sits next to me and cuddles into my side. I wrap an arm around her shoulder and tighten my arm around her waist. I feel her rest her head on my shoulder. I move her to where she was straddling my lap. "What are you doing Brock?"

"This." I kiss her lips, then I start to kiss down to her jawline and then her neck. I hear Cassie take a sharp intake of air, as I kiss her on the back right side of her neck. "Oh did I find the spot?" I question against her skin. I go in and bite.

"Yes." she moans. I start feel myself get hard. I stop quickly. "What?"

"Hold on." I get her off of my lap and walk to the door. I lock it and walk back. I pick Cassie up, place her on my lap again and kiss her. I bite her sweet spot a few times before sucking on it. When I stop, I look at the hickey I made. "Thank God no one will be able to see that." I place my lips back on hers and slide on my hands down her sides and then rest them on her thighs. I smile into the kiss, as I slowly roll her shirt up, from the bottom.

I take the shirt over her head and fling it into a corner. I kiss from her lips down to her chest and then her breasts. I take off her bra and massage her breasts as I start to lay her down. I go down on her, but I had forgotten that she had her jeans on. I thought she had shorts. Oh well. I try to take them off, but I feel stupid when I see the belt. "Dammit girl. You trying to make this hard on me?" taking off her belt and pulling down her jeans. I take off my shirt and jeans.

"Well no shit dipshit." she laughs. I take off her thong and look her in the eye.

"Are you sure you want to be laughing at that?" I ask her taking off my briefs. I smile as I wait for the answer I'm waiting for.

"Yep." she smiles.

"Okay." I thrust into her hard enough a quick and loud moan escapes her mouth. I use one of my hands to cover it up. "Try not to get me in trouble with anyone. Okay? I wish to have kids." she nods and I start off slower, but build up my momentum. Before I know it, I'm pulling out and letting go on Cassie's chest. "That was fucking awesome." I smile, breathless and sweating.

"Yeah it was. Hey I'm gonna need a shower before my match. I don't want anyone to see this." she says pointing to the white liquid on her chest.

"Sorry, Come on lets go shower together." I say standing and helping Cassie up. We walk to the shower and clean up. "Shit I forgot to unlock the door." I get out, wrap a towel around my waist and run to the door. I unlock it and see no one was there so I decided to leave a note for Paul.

'Paul,
Sorry, but I wanted the door to be locked. Knock and I'll answer.
Brock'

I walk back to the bathroom and dry off. I change into my ring gear and wait for Cassie to finish up. I grab a beer from the fridge and walk to the table. I read the papers with all the rules and regulations. I was nervous... Cassie could die. I hear the bathroom door shut. I look over my shoulder and see Cassie. "Whatcha looking at?" she asks me as she walks to the little kitchen area.

"Just the rules and regulations for the match." I say as I walk up behind her, wrap my arms around her waist and bring her body to mine. I rest my chin on her shoulder. "You know I'm starting to hate the fact of you doing this match, right?"

"I know Brock, I know." she turns around in my arms and looks at me. "But I want to hurt Randy. I want him to be the one that gets hurt. I want him to go through the pain he has caused me. I'll do anything, cause I don't want you to get hurt."

"But I..."

"I know you would do something, but I want to be the first. Then you can have all the fun you want."

"With him or you?"

"Hurting fun for him and fun fun with me." she winks at me.

"Oh baby. I'm already thinking of the things I'm gonna do to you." I smirk and kiss her lips.