Off Limits, Brother's Best Friend Chapter 217

Chapter 217: Cum All Fucking Over Me

Brianna

“Callan,” I breathed in his ear when he thrusted up just enough to stimulate my back walls but not hurt me.

“Yes, baby girl?” His tone made my inside fill with more heat. I was hot all over, my chest felt hot and my core was on fire. My flesh, my body was all heated up with the warm touch of him.

“Do it again,” I said as I wanted to feel him thrust again.

He grabbed my hips and thrusted up the way I told him to. When he saw I wasn't in pain, he did it a few more times. He kept me steady and thrusted into me with more force and I loved it. I moaned for him.

“You like that, baby girl? Gosh, I wish I could take every inch of you, Brianna. I want to so fucking bad.” He groaned against my mouth. Our movement became slightly more vigorous even though I know I will be sore.

I just wanted him all over me, his hands would knead my fleshy backside, run up and down my thighs. He kissed my lips and neck, and he rolled his hips and thrusted again to the hilt. When I clenched around him, he grunted but continued to work into me the way I needed him to. His eyes gazed over me and his hands ran up my shirt and pulled it off, he ignored my bruises and kissed my breasts. He looked at me and I couldn't read this expression but it made my breath stop multiple times.

“Gosh, you are so fucking beautiful.” He muttered. My heart thumped in my chest, he never called me that. He always calls me sexy. What is going on here? Is he trying to confuse me?

Maybe he is just talking dirty and not thinking about what he was saying. He kissed my lips and deepened the kiss until my head was tipped and his fist was in my hair. He rocked into me and lifted my hips to sink me back down. I moaned into his mouth which encouraged him to remove his lips so he could hear it again.

“You don't know how much I wanted to hear that. Tell me you wanted this, Brianna, tell me you wanted this fucking díck, Callan Harold, me. Tell me.” He almost sounded pleading. That is a new one but again he just likes talking dirty and I enjoy it too.

“I wanted it,” I moaned when he thrusted again and ground himself against me. His thumb came to my clit which made me move faster.

“Wanted what, baby girl? Tell me.” He coaxed it out of me.

He was working my clit so good, I was biting my lip to concentrate on what he was asking me.

“Your dick, Callan. Fuck, I wanted it. I groaned, he grunted and crashed his head into mine.

“Then, take it, all of it. Take it from me, Brianna.” He started getting lost in the motion, which felt so good.

My body carved this, our slower sex was intense in the same way rough sex is. I was almost overwhelmed with how it all felt. His hips thrusting up, his fingers running over my clit, his mouth all over me. He pressed me against him and ran his hands up my back.

“Am I hurting you?” He asked me, I shook my head no so he continued to keep our chest together and he rubbed my back and brushed noses with me.

“Oh, baby, you feel so fucking good. You always feel so good.” He groaned, sucking my lips into his mouth.

“Did you miss it?” My mouth asked before I could even think about the weight of what I was saying.

“Yes, fuck. Yes, Brianna, I missed you..it. Tell me you missed it.” He grabbed my face. We were rocking fervorously now and our breaths were coming out in short pants. I didn't expect him to say yes, he shocked my system but I just chalked it up to sex talk. That is all this is, Brianna.

“I missed it,” I followed his lead, he groaned and kissed me hard again.

“Tell me again,” he gripped my hips tighter and lifted me higher to sink me back down deep.

“I missed it, fuck, fill me up.” I groaned when he shoved his whole dick into me again.

“I am going to fill you with this díck and then I am going to fill you with my cum, Brianna. I want all of it inside you, you understand me? I am giving you everything.” He grabbed my jaw and made me look at him. I nodded yes and panted out another breath. He kissed my forehead and continued to move, my hair was starting to stick to my face and our bodies were hot against one another.

I touched him anywhere I could, I wanted to memorize this because I thought it shouldn't happen again. I know I shouldn't be here but I want to remember everything. I made him remove his shirt a while ago, so it is flesh on flesh everywhere. I love the feeling of his smooth skin under my hands, I love when he grabs my ass and bounces me on his dick. I love his deep passionate kisses and intimate thrust. I love being engulfed in this man's scent, his alluring aura. I love drowning in Callan Harold. And I have tried to forget that, for months. I have tried to forget that but here I am sinking down on his dick and there is nothing I want more than this. I want to grab him and fuck him senseless, I want him to hold me and not to let go this time. My head was spinning with all these intense emotions suddenly, as the build up inside my stomach was building higher and higher while my pleasure boiled over. My eyes rolled to the back of my head and I moaned out his name as I started to cum around his dick. He grunted and groaned, fighting through it so he wouldn't finish.

“No, I need more. I won't stop, Brianna. You are going to cum for me again.” He told me, rocking into me and hitting me in the right place. I gasped because I was so sensitive but he swore he would make me cum again. Fuck.

My core was so wet and swollen but he doesn't want to stop and I don't think I want him to either. I shook through my first orgasm with my eyes rolling to the back of my head, but since he continued to thrust and strokes into me, I felt this pressure in my gut.

It was an intense feeling and when I clenched, he would groan and work into me harder.

“Do you need more, Callan?” I repeated his words. I like hearing him talk. I want him to talk.

“So much more, I fucking need it.” His chest was starting to heave and the intensity between us sparked like electricity.

We looked into each other's eyes and everything fell away except our eyes, the motion of our bodies and my thudding heart. My hands went up the back of his neck and I pressed my forehead to his, just so he wouldn't look at me like that anymore. It was causing this ache in my chest that was worse than my ribs. Why? I don't know but when he looked at me like that, my body reacted in a way of longing.

“Yes, Callan, right there.” I gaped when I felt the build up again. He is right, if he keeps this up, he will make me cum again.

“Fuck, Brianna.” He grabbed my ass and started sinking me down with a kitten more bounce.

We were still more intimate than we usually are but I was working him up and I knew he wanted to drive into me. I started to milk him with my clenching walls.

“Fuck, baby girl, just like that. Cum for me, Brianna. Cum all fucking over me.”

He was definitely lost in the motions now, he sucked over my chest, up my neck and he kissed my lips and bit the full bottom one. He tucked his head against my neck and cursed as I milked him with my build up. I felt the waves of pleasure crash from my rolling eyes to my curling toes. I was crying out without even realizing.

“Yes, baby girl.” He responded to something I don't know what it was.

“Callan!” I cried out and gripped his shoulders. His hands were on my hips to be sure I didn't stop moving but my inside quivered harder than they ever have before. It was a rolling orgasm that crashed through me and didn't dissipate right away. I was sucking in breaths and convulsing around him as he cursed and thrusted up into me.

Fuck,” he cursed louder and slammed into me.

I felt him stiffened beneath me and we both cum harder. His hips even bucked a few times as he seemed to release more at once.

“Oh, fuck.” He was panting against my breasts as he laid his head there to catch his breath.