Written By: Sara

Proof Read by: Katie

Its been a few weeks that Brock and Reba had been fighting over every little thing. Neither of them want to admit when they are wrong and neither of them want to apologize and make things better. For the past two days they have been giving each other the silent treatment, not one word was spoken to the other person. But Brock had to be up early the next morning for a dental conference and was afraid he wouldn't be up in time. So before going to bed, he thought of doing something clever, by placing a note on Reba's pillow saying, "Can you wake me up at 5:30am please? -Brock!". He thought he was a genius , he hadn't spoken to her, so he wasn't the first to break the silence, and her figured that Reba would have to speak to him in order to wake him up in the morning. So the thought of Reba being the first to speak in two days, and being his personal alarm clock made him feel like a genius and he laughed to himself before falling asleep.

The next morning Brock woke up and jumped out of bed realizing he was late for work. He glanced at the time that read 6:15am. "Oh my god I'm late" he yells out, as he rushes to get ready. At the corner of his eye he sees a piece of paper on his pillow. It read, "It's 5:30am, wake-up! - Reba"

He shook his head and threw the note back on the bed, got ready and stormed out the door angry because that was the last thing he expected Reba to do. Reba awoke when she heard the door slam, she rolled over and saw the time and giggled to herself saying, "and he thought he could fool me, Ha!"

Later that day when Brock got home, he found Reba in the kitchen cleaning. He walks up behind her and grabs her by the waist and kisses her on the neck. She doesn't react one bit and casually walks away from him.

"How much longer you wanna go on like this? Aren't you tired of fighting?" Brock exclaims

"Oh are you speaking to me?" Reba replies

"Yes I am"

"Is it because your out of paper, so you cant leave me a note?" she says with sarcasm

"Now why you gotta act like that Reba, you're the one who left me a not saying WAKE UP!"

She smiles and giggles still thinking how funny that was.

"Look Reba I don't wanna fight with you, I love you"

"Why don't you write it on a post-it and stick it on the fridge" she says in a cocky way.

"You know what, when you wanna talk serious about this, I'll be upstairs" he says as he exists the kitchen.

Reba stood there thinking about how she went about handling that situation. She told herself that maybe she was a little to hard on him, after all he wants to work things out, he's trying. And that's very rare coming from Brock.

So she walks upstairs and hears the shower running. She knocks on the door and invites herself in saying,

"Brock it's me, mind if I come in?"

"You're my wife, why would I mind" he says behind the curtain.

"Listen, I'm sorry for instigating another argument, I don't want to fight anymore either."

Brock turns off the water, and slides the curtain open saying, "you don't?"

"Course I don't, these past few weeks we've been so distant… I miss you" Reba says, unbuttoning her pants and sits on the toilet.

Brock grabs his towel and walks over to her, "I miss you too Reba"

He leans in to kiss her tenderly holding her so close to him, she hasn't allowed him to touch her in anyway for awhile. He forgot how soft her skin felt against his. He deepens the kiss, letting his hands roam all over her body.

Reba pulls away, "Brock, you can't be serious?"

"What? We haven't been intimate for weeks now, and not that we're on good terms you still deny me?"

She laughs and says, "Its not that silly, but I'm using the toilet, how unattractive is this?"

Brock chuckles and walks away to get dressed.

"Having sex on the toilet Brock, is the least romantic thing possible" Reba insists.

"Hey, sex is sex…" Brock replies with a smirk on his face.

"BROCK!" she shouts out in shock, can't believing what he just said.

"I'm kidding Reba, gosh.. Haha."

She gets up, buttons her pants, walks over to him and says,

"How about you and I go out to dinner tonight??"

"Oh great!!" he says, "I know this really good Italian Restaurant…."

She interrupts him by telling him that she was thinking about a picnic at the beach.

"But aint the beach closed by the time we are ready to go?" he questions

"yep, it sure is!"

"Then wouldn't we be trespassing?"

"Spounds exciting doesn't it?" She says giggling.

"HA! It sure does."

"Good, now let me get stuff ready and we'll go in an hour okay?"

"Perfect" he says as she kisses him and leaves the bathroom.

The 15 minute car ride to the beach seemed like an eternity to Reba. She wanted him in the worst way. They were silent the entire way there, but they couldn't keep their hands off of each other. Brock took hold of her hand and lightly played with her fingers. She pulled his hand closer to her and placed it on her lap, showing him what she wanted. He ran his hand on the inside of her thigh causing her to grow more and more impatient. He pulled his hand away and took control of the steering wheel. Reba sighed in disapproval and glared out the window anxiously waiting till they arrived at the beach.

They finally got there and laid everything out on the sand under the tree. Brock kept starring at her, admiring every little imperfection and every movement of her body. He couldn't resist much longer, and unexpectedly grabbed and kissed her hard. She kissed him back fully enjoying how aggressive he was. But as much as she wanted him right there, she pulled away.

"Brock, lets eat first"

"Your right. Dinner, then dessert!" he said, as they both laughed.

They tried not to rush through dinner, and just enjoyed each others company. But every time their eyes locked it sent a rush of feelings through their bodies.

After they ate, they both laid back looking up at the stars, she felt to warm and safe in his arms.

He whispered in her ears, "Lets go home."

"Why? What's the rush?" she asked.

"I'm ready for dessert. Aren't you?" he says.

"I've been ready"

Brock gets up, expecting to leave, but Reba holds him back and pushes him back down.

"I thought you said….." he says in confusion

"Yeah, I did" she says and leans in to kiss him.

"Are you kidding me?" Here? Now?" he asks.

"Why not?" she says in between kisses. "No one is here"

"But what if someone sees us?"

"That's what makes it exciting" she exclaims

Brock was completely turned on and grabbed her hard to him kissing her with all the passion her felt for her, rolling her over on her back.

She smiled at him, knowing that he wanted to be in complete control, and that's what she wanted, she wanted him to do anything and everything, and Brock wanted to please her in every way. He slipped her shirt over her head without a struggle. She unbuttoned his shirt and he helped her remove it, unable to break their lips apart for even a second. He kissed her softly at the waistline where her jeans lay, and with his mouth he undid her buttons and lowered the zipper. She sighed, loving how he undressed her. He slipped her jeans off and threw them on the side, her underwear soon following. He sat her up looking in her eyes filled with desire.

She sneaks her hands in his pants and slid them off trying not to touch too much. She sat on his lap, with one leg on either side of him. His hands ran up and down the sides of her body which sent chills up her spine. She undid her bra, revealing all of herself to him. He took hold of her breasts squeezing them tenderly causing her to moan at his touch. He caressed her breasts and sucked at it leaving little hickeys all over.

She slid her hand in his boxers and took hold of him causing Brock to jump. She added pressure and started stroking him slowly. "God Reba…" He moaned. She moved faster, sucking on his neck , he bucked his hips coming closer to the edge. "Stop" he says, panting. "Not yet!" She smiles and kisses him fully. She leaned down and covered him with her mouth. He moaned her name, coming closer every time she moved her mouth on him. "Reba, please, stop…" he moans out.

She pulls away, "Why?"

"Because I don't want to come without you!"

He pushes her back laying her down completely! He ran his hands on the inside of her thighs, getting a slight moan from her. He covered her with his hand, and she opened her legs signaling for more.

He rubbed his hand up and down her wet core driving her wild. He was teasing way too much. He leaned down and licked her clit causing her to moan in ecstasy. He gently sucked and licked her trying to bring her to orgasm. She arched her back, breathing heavily, "Yes… Brock.. Yes.." He moved his tongue in her frantically, "Oh… yes!!" she bucked her hips getting so close. Finally he sucked her clit hard, making her scream.. She held back as much as possible, when he pushed his two fingers in her and moved them in and out increasingly. She grabbed him hard, gripping her fingernails in him, he sucked her clit one more time, causing her to scream out "Oh.. My.. God!!" she let herself go, and came hard, panting breathlessly. He removed his hand which was covered fully by her wetness. She laid there, weak, trying to build her strength up again.

He leaned forward and kissed her passionately tasting herself on him.

"I love you" he whispers

"mhmm I love you more"

He kissed her one more time, sucking at her bottom lip, and placing himself at her opening.

She sighed in anticipation, and in an instant he thrusts into her, filling her completely, she screamed out in pure pleasure at the shock of it. He stilled himself making sure she was okay. She opener her eyes and nodded, signaling him to start his movements. She gained her strength back and overpowered Brock rolling them over where she was now on top of him. He grabbed her hips helping her guide her movements. He lifted her up and let her fall, over and over again, sinking deep in her every time she came back down.

"aaahh… mhhmmm.." is all that escaped either of them. Brock was getting closer with each thrust, but he knew Reba wasn't there yet. He rolled her over and pinned her to the mat right as her build up started.. He pounded himself into her sinking deeper every time. "Harder… I want harder" She moans. Reba was getting so close, she arched her back and threw her head back putting more pressure against him and he thrusts into her harder fulfilling her desired needs. "Come on baby" he moans, trying to push her over the edge.

"Oh yes… Oh.. Ohh.. One more time Brock, harder.." and before she could finish her sentence he slammed into her hard, making her scream at the top of her lungs, her walls clenching tight around him. She didn't release herself until he pulled out and thrusts her again, both of them coming at the same time, reaching their climax together. "Rebaaaaa" he moans out, not stopping his movements till the very last wave of pleasure subsided. Their bodies relaxed and he tried to pull himself out, but she was so sensitive that the smallest movement made her squirm.

He kissed her tenderly and very gently pulled out. She laid there, weak and completely out of energy.

When out of no where they hear sirens going off.

Brock turns around..

"Oh my god… cops Reba.. We gotta go!!"

She stood up wobbling, her legs were still very shaky.

"Brock, I can barely walk" she whispers.

"That's fine, I'll carry you" he insists.

He picked her up and placed her in the car, and went back to gather the rest of their things getting sand everywhere. He ran back to the car and drove off, missing the cops by a second.

Reba looks over at him and whispers, "Your amazing"

He chuckled and kissed her saying, "Your not so bad yourself"

When he pulled up in the driveway she was already sound asleep, causing him to get the blanket from the back seat and cover her naked body so he could carry her in the house. He placed her gently on the bed and tucked her in, leaving a tiny kiss on her soft lips.

"Brock" she mumbles

"Yes honey"

"You ready for round two?"

"Your joking right?" he asks

"Not in the least"

He turns out the lights and crawls into bed…

To be continued…

maybe