Beast In Love || Brock Lesnar

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CHAPTER THIRTEEN | THE TENSION & ICE CREAM

Time
It goes by a day, and nights are turning into years
But I'm lying in your arms
It's the place
Where I know that I am closest to your heart
Where the dark is torn apart.

|5 months later|

BeastieBoy: Hi

Me: Hi

BeastieBoy: What you doing?

Me: Nun. I want ice cream 😫

BeastieBoy: What flavor?

Me: Cookie dough ice cream 😀

BeastieBoy: okay, I'll be there in a few.

Me: okay.

I put my phone down and decided to take a nap until my ice cream gets here.

"Wake up!" I heard Brock yell, turning on the lights to the room.

I rolled over then he jerked the covers off of me.

Then I felt the covers go back on.

"You're naked!" He shouted.

"Well, you pulled the sheets off, and by the way, thank you for the ice cream," I replied, then getting up heading to the bathroom.

"Where's my kiss?!" Brock shouted when I shut the bathroom.

When I got out of the shower, I saw a note written in the mirror.

Remind to pick up kids from parents tomorrow at 3.

I smiled at the message then wiped it away. I got dressed then stepped out of the bathroom staring at Brock.

"You're still here?" I asked.

He rolled his eyes at me then I looked at him.

I sat down on the bed and started eating my ice cream. Brock looked at me weirdly.

"What?" I asked.

"Why do you have a container of plastic spoons in your nightstand?" He asked.

"For times like this," I replied.

"So you still liking eating ice cream at 8?" He asked.

"Yes," I replied.

"Can I ask you a question?" He asked.

"What?" I asked.

"Do you want more kids?" He asked.

"Why?" I asked.

"Because I notice lately you've been baby crazy." He replied.

"Are you trying to give me a baby?" I asked, smirking.

"What? No, I'm just asking a question." He replied.

"Welp, that's too bad because I'd have liked to have your baby," I said, licking the spoon.

"Stop doing that." He said.

"Doing what?" I asked, confused.

"Shaniece, if you don't stop right now, I'll take you, and I don't think you want the beast." He said.

"I don't think the beast wants Shaniece," I said.

I flicked some of the ice creams at Brock, and it landed on his cheek and going down his neck.

I got this idea, so I crawl over next to Brock. I stared at him, and he stared back at me. I leaned towards him and licked his cheek and soon his neck.

"Fuck." He groaned.

I hurry up against him as close as I can and start to grind against him. He lets out a very sexy groan, so I continue to rub my ass against him.

"Mmmm, you're a very naughty girl!" He says in my ear, sliding his arms around me pulling me tighter against him.

I wrap my arm around his neck, pulling him closer to me. He starts to kiss my neck as I grind against him.

The tension is heated between us. I can feel him getting excited. We are both breathing hard.

"Are you sure you want this?" He asked.

"I think you deserve it," I said.

"I don't care if I deserve it. Shaniece, are you sure you want this to happen?" He asked.

"Yes," I replied.