Off Limits, Brother's Best Friend Chapter 134

Chapter 134: We Are Going Shopping 

Brianna

I kissed Callan's lips, down his neck and clawed for him to press against me and he did exactly that. He tucked my hair out of my face and looked up at me, I was just a bit higher than his face because I was on my knees pulling up and down his dick. He grabbed my throat and kissed me hard before pulling away just enough to speak to me.

“Cum for me, baby girl. I love watching you cum.”

It was like he was giving me permission, my legs had been shaking for him for a while from overuse and from the sheer pleasure of it all. He said cum and I did.

“Callan,” I moaned.

“Yes, baby…fuck…yes.” He moaned as well.

The heat in my stomach surged through me as my hold collapsed and I started cuming around his thrusting dick. He wrapped an arm around my body and started yanking me up and down in a bounce while I rode out my orgasm and started his. I bounced on his dick repeatedly as he called out to me. On his final thrust, I felt the jolt when he finally found his release. He grunted and stiffened until I felt his hot seed inside me. I know I shouldn't but, gosh, that feel so fucking good.

“Oh, fuck.” He huffed, dropping his head onto my shoulder as I held onto his. 

We were both panting for air and I was still feeling his dick as it throbbed inside me. He left it there for me to feel.

*****

Callan and I had worked ourselves into a frenzy and then we tired ourselves not. Both of us stayed naked under my bed sheets as I was pulled into him. We slept past dinner and I didn't wake up until I heard the voice.

“Hello?” I realized Jane had been knocking on the door.

“Umm…don't com…” I didn't get to finish before she cracked open the door.

“Oh shit, you have a guy here.” She said.

She was surprised, she only saw shoulders so she didn't know who it was. It had been the first time I brought a man home if it wasn't Callan.

“Sorry,” she whispered and then shut the door.

Callan started to stir awake, and when he noticed my open eyes, he stretched his adonis body beside me and rubbed up and down my side.

“Hey,” his sexy tired voice surfaced.

“Did I just hear my sister's voice?” 

“Yes, she was going to come in but I stopped her.” I pressed my naked body against his. His large hand came down on my lower back to keep me there and then he began to wander.

“Fuck, I already want to have you again. We need sustenance.” He said, my stomach agreed with him so I stopped his hands from getting too crazy.

We threw some clothes on and when we walked out of the room, Jane's eyes almost bulged out of their sockets. She was on the sofa, looking at something on her computer.

“Callan?” She was surprised as I was. Although my entrance was a little more intense, he had pinned me against the wall after breaking into our damn apartment.

“Did you think it was someone else in her bed?” His brows immediately furrowed at the thought.

He was so tall, standing right behind my smaller frame, so when he stretched his arm up to stretch his tired back, he koo monstrous.

“No, that is why I was so surprised that I even saw someone there. I should have known.” She tisked at me, 

I know she is going to have a to say about this when it was just the two of us. I had been upset with Callan when I left Port Harcourt to the point that Bryce went ahead and sent me on a vacation on his own money, like a good brother. And what did I give him in return? Lies and secrets. His arms came around me and he pulled my back into his front. He tucked his face into my neck.

“Oh my goodness,” Jane mouthed.

We exchanged faces before he stood upright again and I ushered him towards the kitchen for us to find some good. Jane stayed with us through the meal but made herself scarce after. I had my legs over Callan's lap on the safa and his sexy man hand was on my leg, rubbing it absentmindedly as we watched something on the television. When I thought about my brother, I spoke.

“Callan?” I turned his eyes towards me without moving his body much. Those pretty eyes, the same as his sister's and sometimes when she looks at me for too long, it reminds me of him. It can haunt you.

“Does Bryce know you are here?” I had to ask, he saw me frowning and pulled at my leg so I would slide closer to him.

“He does.” He replied and I was surprised by his words.

“Wait, really? What did he say? Does he think it is for Jane? He was mad at me again after the fashion week.” I huffed.

“Relax, Brianna.” He brought me fully into his lap, he kissed my lips and it turned my frown into a small smile and his lips twitched in satisfaction.

“It is handled.” That was all he said.

“What does that mean?” I scoffed.

“That it is handled.” He deadpanned, I gave him a flat expression. He brought his mouth to my neck and kissed below my ear to distract me and I brought my shoulder up to block him.

“Callan, I am serious. He isn't okay with this.” I muttered, I really don't want to be reminded of that fact.

“Brianna, it is handled.” He reiterated.

Before I could start up again, he captured his lips with mine and started feeling up my thigh, effectively distracting me.

*****

When I woke up the next day, Callan asked me to get dressed that we were going somewhere. He wouldn't tell me where but I was excited because his little surprises are always good.

“What outfit though, I need to know if it is like this kind of day.” I held up one pair of shoes and then the other. He humored me and picked one and proceeded to watch me get naked and ready. He kept licking his lips at my sight and I was surprised we even made it out of the room without having sex and that means, he was determined to get us to this surprise. Although his eyes were devouring me until I finished dressing up and we were out the door, he already surprised me when he walked us to this sexy ass red sports car that apparently he rented while he was here. He helped me in and came around to the other side.

As always, he knows how to make driving look like a sin. His sexy inked hand worked the wheel in a way that made me jealous of the wheel except when his hand was my thigh because I love the feel of it. When we pulled up to the street, I knew exactly what we were doing. This street is infamous for all it's fashion retail stores, all luxury brands and my head slapped over him. I could see the hint of a smirk on his lips.

“What are we doing here?” I asked, I wanted to be sure that I understood.

“You know what we were doing here.” He replied as he parked the car and helped me out of it. I held his arms as we started to walk.

“Are you having me help you buy yourself some nice designer outfits? I would love to style you.” I said and he tisked at me.

“Are we…shopping for me?” My voice turned sheepish.

He took his bottom lips into his mouth but he didn't respond to me yet until we got to the first store.

“Yes,” he finally said and nothing more.

“What? Callla, no, you can't do that.” I shook my head at him. The allures of these beautiful stores will suck me in if I take too long.

“I will give you a limit, how about that?” He said in compromise.

“What is the limit?” I was just curious, he pulled me to him and whispered a number into my ear. I could have choked on air just by how steep it was.

“Are you insane?” My jaw dropped.

“Brianna, what makes you happy?” He deadpanned in his plain expression.

“Umm…. you.” I mumbled.

“Shut up, what really makes Brianna Fletcher giddy?” He asked again, I smiled sheepishly at him.

“Umm.. clothes.. shoes and bags.” I replied, I got his point now.

“Exactly, so shut your pretty mouth and walk through that door. We are going shopping, baby girl.” His words melted my inside.

“Why are you doing this for me, Callan? I should be doing something for you instead, please.” I almost didn't enter the store. He stopped me in place and turned me back, ushering us through the first door. I sighed at the sight of it. Focus, Brianna.