Off Limits, Brother's Best Friend Chapter 224

Chapter 224: Can I Touch Myself?

Brianna

Callan sunk his two fingers deep into me and fluttered his fingers in a way that made my inside pulse. His tongue dragged over my clit in small circles until he flattened his tongue against it and started to rub. He worked his fingers continuously in and out of me and put his mouth's full attention on my throbbing bundle of nerves. Pulsing and throbbing, it was like my heart beat was between my legs.

“Do you want to cum, Brianna? Should I let you?” He spoke just above my slickened middle.

“Please,” I groaned. 

If he doesn't, I might lose it. His tongue came down and swiped over me again, he placed a small kiss over my clit which made me tip my hips to seek out more of him. He had pulled slightly away though, as his fingers continued to sink and pull out of me, his eyes came to mine.

“Why should I let you cum, Brianna?” He asked. Oh, please don't torture me. I want him more than I have wanted anyone else in my entire life.

“Because I need it, I need you.” I spoke without thinking of the weight of my words.

They are true though, aren't they? Callan groaned in satisfaction and thrusted his fingers deeper into me. I gasped but quickly released the same breath when his mouth came down over my clit and he started working it without stopping. He is going to let me cum. He finger-fucked me, suck and licked over my clit until he felt the familiar shaking of my legs. They were still thrown over his sexy shoulders and I couldn't help the heels of my feet digging into his back as this massive climax began to build up inside me.

“Yes, yes.” I moaned, waiting for it and needing it.

He scissored his fingers inside me repeatedly as he spit over my clit and lapped it up again until the climax of pleasure surged through me.

“Callan!” I cried out.

I felt the vibration of his humming in satisfaction over my clit that he still worked into his mouth. My walls quivered and my head flew back against the mattress as I cum all over his mouth and fingers.

“Shít,” I huffed out once the crash passed. 

He removed himself from between my legs and brought his wet slick mouth up to my breasts instead. I could feel my pleasure being spread against my chest as he kissed over the swells of my breasts and teased over my nipples. One hand plucked my other nipples and cupped and squeezed my breast.

“I want to touch every inch of you, Brianna. Do you want that?” He asked, and I nodded yes several times. I want that, I want more.

He let his hands run up my body and down again, he kissed the underside of my breasts and down my stomach. He gripped my hips while sucking the flesh of my neck. And my own hands wandered, they wanted to do the same. I rubbed over his large shoulder and ran my fingertips down his back. I kissed his taut chest when I could reach it and wrapped my legs around him. I should be embarrassed for pressing my soaked entrance against him but he likes that. He wants me all over him the same way he wants to be all over me.

“I need you inside me, Callan.” I breathed against his ear. He groaned and nipped at my flesh.

“Are you eager, baby girl?” He sucked my earlobe into his mouth and made me release a funny sound from my throat.

“Answer me, Brianna. How bad do you want it?” 

How bad do I want it? I squeezed my legs around him so he would lay flat against me. My fingers twisted and gripped his thick mop of dark waves and pulled his face to mine.

“So bad.” I breathed over his lips. I watched his pupils dilate further before he crashed his lips into mine and twisted my nipple between two fingers.

I groaned into his mouth at the slight tinge of pain that worked through my nipples in a way that had me pressing against him for more. I felt him pushing off his boxers as he spoke.

“Oh, yeah?” He licked his lips and looked down at all of me.

“You are so damn sexy, Brianna. Tell me you want this.” He really wanted to hear me talk today.

Maybe he genuinely isn't sure, how couldn't he be? I have always wanted him, it is him who never seemed to want me. With his tip slowly pressing into me, my fingers dug deeper into his back as I anticipate the full thrust inside me.

“I want this. I want you, Callan. I want you.” I repeated, he suddenly shoved the rest of his dick inside me to the base of him and I dropped my head back and moaned.

“Good, baby, good because I want to give it to you.” He pulled out and sunk back in.

My body buzzed with the high of his close proximity. With him filling me completely, his scent settled over me and his touch is a familiar craving I have yet to satisfy. I wanted to ask him if he wanted me but I was scared. I was scared he would say I am nothing and I am too vulnerable right now to handle that. So instead I rolled my hips and met him thrust for thrust. I let him fill me with no barrier between us and I stopped talking. He grabbed my hip and used his hold to start pulling me down harder. To send my breasts jiggling and our skins to clap. The bed started rocking with our movement as he was sure to pound me into the mattress.

He stopped abruptly which made my eyes dart wildly in my head to understand why. He suddenly stood up and pulled me so my ass was just on the edge of the bed and made me stick my legs straight up in the air. Wrapping his arms around my legs, he pushed his dick back into me. In this new position, he had total control over our movement. I was flat on my back with my legs straight up and it was him who could thrust in and out of me at his own pace while keeping me still on the very edge of the bed. He hugged my legs close and started working himself back into me, his hips piston as he started increasing the pace of his thrust. My body would jolt with each new plunge inside me and I grabbed my own jiggle breasts and played with them while looking up at this tall adonis of a man who plowed me while towering over my laying frame. 

Our skin connected louder each time, he was working himself into a frenzy and I could see all these different emotions swirling behind his eyes that were dead locked on me and my body. He pumped into me and grit his teeth when I moaned and plucked my nipples for him to watch.

“You are mine, Brianna. Mine to touch, ask me permission to touch yourself.” He leaned forward and grabbed my hands. My heart was thrumming in my chest and I bit my lips to think. Am I going to let him claim me as his again? I think I am.

“I won't let you touch yourself until you ask my permission. Go ahead baby girl, ask me.” He teased me, grinding his hips into me to work my walls. I tipped my head back and took a few deep breaths to hold back the building wave of new pleasure.

“Can I touch myself? Do you want me to touch myself?” I asked him, I saw a glint in his eyes.

But even through our words, he never stopped thrusting into me. The bed was rocking with us again even though only half my body was even on it.

“Fuck, yes, touch yourself for me, Brianna. Play with your pussy, baby girl.” He encouraged me to put my hand between my legs and stimulate my clit while he fucked me with my legs still up in the air. He leaned down slightly and grabbed my hips to thrust me down harder while my fingers began to circle my clit. 

“Just like that, let me watch you.” He said in a low lustful tone that came from deep within his chest. Like the purring of a beast.

I started to clench around him which made him grunt and grind into me. With both him and I focusing on my pleasure, my walls only clenched more. He cursed under his breath and suddenly bent down to be over me. His arms curled around my shoulders to use his hold to slam me down with his increasing thrusts. I started moaning out each time his hold around my shoulders shoved me down while he shoved up.

“Oh my goodness, Callan!” I felt my legs shake.