Off Limits, Brother's Best Friend Chapter 127

Chapter 127: I Own Your Pleasure 

Brianna

Callan was relentless on my clit until I was a moaning mess, shaking uncontrollably for him. Still, he kept me in place without ever faltering in his hold of me. He is so damn strong. As soon as I climaxed, he unhooked my legs from where he had thrown them over his shoulder and grabbed me again, manhandling me. He tossed me onto the bed and looked down at me while he slid his belt right off, dropping his pants and boxers at once. His raging erection sprang free and I could see every bulging vein over his thick dick.

“You don't want to fúck me?” He asked again but his voice was so low and gritty.

Instead of climbing between my legs, he took my legs and flipped me swifty onto my stomach and I wasn't expecting it, so I gasped. He pried my legs apart from where I now laid on my stomach and climbed between my thighs.

“Then why are you so fucking wet if you don't want to fúck me?” His voice came out in the sexiest way I have ever heard. His body was tight, tanned and perfect and his díck was ready to take me.

Grabbing my hip, he yanked me up onto my knees and placed his tip to my entrance. I was faced down and assed up for him, his grip was tight enough for his fingertips to press into me. Without warning, he shoved his dick into me and filed me completely until my breath was lost. He pulled out and shoved inside me again, he didn't wait and teased me with a slow sexy stroke, he went straight to it and started thrusting into me hard with purpose. He was angry and he was releasing inside me. Holding my hips, he started pounding into me, I moaned. I could only hold onto his bedsheets in fists hands to keep me from sliding up the mattress. The bed rocked with his force and our skin clapped as he pressed into my g-spot repeatedly with each new thrust inside me. I started moaning and re-fisting the sheet just to keep still.

“You don't want to fuck me, huh? Tell me you don't and I will stop.”

He was mad that I said those words to him and for whatever reason his response to it was turning me on so much. I am as deranged as he was, he leaned forward and grabbed the back of my neck to clap my ass back on him with this new hold. It was hot and I moaned even more.

“I didn't hear you say anything?” He mocked me.

He found his hips into me, effectively dragging the tip of his raging hard dick over by the back walls and I felt my eyes rolling to the back of my head. With his hand still on the back of my neck, he pulled me to him as he would thrust forwa. He was relentless, he gave me no second to breathe before he was ramming into me again and I felt my legs begin to shake.

“Umm, I feel you clenching my dick, Brianna. Do you like that?” His sexy gritted voice asked, as he leaned forward enough to speak lower and closer to my ear.

His arm snaked around my front and he started rubbing my clit with his fingers, curling his hips into me.

“Callan,” I moaned out for the first time.

“Yes, baby. Are you asking me to stop? Do you not want to fuck me, Brianna?” 

And I couldn't say no, I didn't want him to stop. I needed my second release. He had built me up so much with his rough fúck.

“No, don't stop.” I breathed.

He took my breath when he pressed hard on my clit and thrusted up higher inside me at the same time. I cried out when that build up inside me finally gave way and I started convulsing around his dick with quivering walls. My toes curled and I cum hard around him, panting for air. I still had to hold onto the bed sheets as he removed his hands from my clit and replaced them back on my hips to keep going. He gritted his teeth and grunted through my orgasm but his anger helped him hold strong. He stopped himself from cuming with me. He continued to pound me from behind, he was in total control of my movement because his arms were strong enough to hold my hips up even when my legs felt weak from such an intense orgasm. He groaned and I could hear his heavy breathing but still he wouldn't let up.

“I can't take it.” I gasped with him pounding me into the mattress with no break even after my second orgasm. I was so sensitive right now everything felt more intense. I felt like I couldn't handle any more of it.

“You can take it, you always take this díck, Brianna. You are going to cum on my dick and once you did, I will release inside you remind you who the fuck you belong to.” He slammed into me, I couldn't even challenge his words. I was at his mercy right now in a haze of orgasmic after shock.

“Shit, Callan. Oh my goodness.”

I was so sensitive but I did feel it, that slow build up inside me from the overwhelming relentless thrusts he was giving me.

“There, it is. You said you didn't want to fuck me, Brianna but look at how your body response to me. Three orgasms that belong to me, I own your pleasure.” His face voice was so deep and dangerous and he was losing himself to the intensity.

I cried out again as my body could barely take it.The crash of pleasure and almost the slightest bit of pain, the all consuming climax that had me seeing white.

“Callan!” I couldn't help but call out to the man who had me in the palm of his hand. Those hands were in my hips in a bruising grip.

“Fuck,” he cursed, thrusting into me through my third orgasm, he grunted and stiffened as his hips bucked forward and he cum inside me in a long hot spurts that release with every new throb of his dick.

“Fuck, Brianna.” He breathed out when his hot sperm spread inside me.

He was breathing heavily and his grip on me finally loosened. He pressed me back down into the mattress and laid over me, not removing his dick from inside me yet and our bodies were slick with sweat. I felt him kiss the back of my neck when he brushed my hair away to give me air. He pulled out of me and rolled into his back, so he wouldn't crush me completely. Staring up to the ceiling, he continued to catch his breath the same way I wse but I still laid on my stomach. My pussy was hot and swollen, it kept clenched with the aftershock of such intense orgasm. He had come down and rested on my ass for a second and he gave it a squeeze before he sat up.

“Come here,” he said, standing and lifting me up so he could bring us into the bathroom. 

He knew my legs were like jello right now, we cleaned up and he brought me back to the bed where he laid me back to the bed and he laid me down more gently than he had before sex. He had poured all his aggravation into sex and my body was feeling the aftermath of it, bittersweet. Callan has always known how to make me drown in him, he tucked me into his side and pulled the bedsheets up over us. Tucking his face into my neck, he planted a kiss there before having me come rest on his chest.

When he fell into a deep sleep, I got up and left. By the time he wakes up, I won't be there anymore.