Off Limits, Brother's Best Friend Chapter 232

Chapter 232: Everything Is Different 

Brianna

“You want to pick the restaurant then?” Callan asked me, I chewed on my lips and thought about it.

“No, I think I would rather see what you thought up.” I replied.

“No pressure or anything.” He muttered under his breath.

In all seriousness, he is doing good, real good. He is showing thoughtfulness, lightheadedness and respecting my boundaries even if they are playful ones. I glanced up at him when he opened the car door for me and I couldn't stand it another second. I went up on my toes and threw my arms around his neck. With my arms stretched up, my dress skirted dangerously close to my ass. His palms immediately covered it and he pressed me against him while he accepted the deep kiss I gave him.

The lip moving, tongue brushing. The kind of kiss that I like, it was short but good. He practically hummed in satisfaction but that is probably because he got to touch my ass.

Callan did everything right today, he brought me to the fashion collection where I got to take IG pictures next to the popular button statue known there. We walked down the fashion walk of frame where he agreed he would see a plague of my name one day as a designer. We went down to the infamous staircase of the fabulous actress. I posed for plenty of pictures there too. My favorite being the playful kisses and dips he granted me. After all that, he took me to a trendy restaurant and of course he knew someone who worked there. He always seems to know all these impressive people. I commented on that once last year when he knew the chef at the place he took me to eat. He shrugged it off but it is true. He knows a lot of people and they are all so willing to do him favors. I wonder what they gain in return? Maybe staying in his good graces.

The restaurant was cool and the food was delicious. After we left dinner, he took me to a spot close by our apartment building where sunsets are a popular attraction there. I have actually come with my brother here once and it was really nice. But this time, just downright romantic today. We sat together and just looked at the sky in a comfortable silence for a few minutes. The blue sky had turned to a dusky color and soon the sun bled out to pinkish orange across the sky. Slowly the sun started to dip on the horizon. I was under his arm as we watched. Occasionally, his thumb would brush over my bare shoulder or he would rub down then up my back to replace his arm where it has been. Subtle movement that felt good and that only made me crave more. He has earned it, I just haven't told him that yet. In the quiet and peace, I had a thought.

“I think I might go to therapy.” I admitted out loud for the first time.

I felt his head move back on his neck so he could look at me but I continued to look forward.

“It certainly wouldn't hurt.” He told me tentatively.

“Now that I have healed my body, I would like to heal my mind and my heart.” I told him honestly, only I muttered the last part. I have been thinking that, I just haven't told anyone yet. 

Not that it is a secret to work on your mental health, I just didn't open up to anyone about it yet. Not Jane and not my brother. He gave me a light squeeze and for a second I thought he might not say anything else about it but he had just taken a second pause to think about what he would say next.

“Leave the last one to me, just focus on your mind” He pressed his lips to my temple. My heart raced at his words and my chest fluttered at his kisses.

“Really?” I practically whispered. He was quiet again.

Orange sky melted into yellowish gold on the horizon, pink fluffed out in cotton candy streaks above head. The sky was dimming with every passing minute.

“Don't make me sound like a pansy ass bitch repeating that shit again. But..yes.” He practically cringed at himself which made me laugh and look up at him.

His large palm covered my face so I wouldn't look at him and he tucked me into the crook of his neck with tighter hold on me.

“Well, pansy ass, that just earned you a whole lot of touching, so maybe a little cuteness isn't so bad.” I nudged him.

“Oh? How much touching?” He let me pull away from the crook of his neck. Not without me kissing it first.

I felt his finger dig into me at the feeling of my mouth there, I hummed in thought while my eyes darted around his handsome face. He had slipped his sunglasses off a while ago, so his intense gaze was a breath in front of me. He looks hot right now for no reason at all. Those inked hands on me are always a distraction, he can try to look as normal as he wants but those always give him away. With my mini dress on, my thighs were exposed beside him and he caressed up and down the length of it in enjoyment of my soft flesh against his rough, manly and inked hand. I leaned closer to his ear so the people around us couldn't catch on to what we were saying. There were a lot of couples here in this romantic area at sunset. Are Callan and I a couple? We didn't say we were but we aren't seeing other people. And clearly, it is not only exclusive sex or he wouldn't have taken me out on a date. He isn't big on words, so well just leave it as it is. His actions say enough.

“The amount of touching that isn't acceptable for the public.” I whispered to him.

I watched his pupils already begin to dilate at the thought, he licked his shapely lips and cupped my neck suddenly to crash his hips into mine. It took me off guard, so I sucked in a breath, but his mouth was already sealed over mine. It was a deep kiss but not a very long one. He pulled away and tugged at my hand, asking for me to get up.

“Let's go home then, I can't wait any longer.” He admitted.

I have been teasing him all day, hand holding at first, then it was a subtle touch along my arm and his. I would touch his tightly coiled muscle along his forearm and he would brush his fingertips over my shoulder. I would let him pull me against him from time to time, we played eyes at each other all throughout our meal. Him brushing up against me as though it were an accident when we were walking side by side. Anything for a touch, he would brush his lips over my temple or feather his fingers across my clavicle. We were close for the entirety of the sunsets. We have both worked ourselves up for more, I could see it in his posture, his eyes and his energy that he was sexually frustrated and tension was rising. The sun had finally dipped below the surface and we were left with dim light and a clear view of the apartment building we both lived in. He pulled me along and I didn't stop him. Yes, I think he had earned it. I want to be touched.

***

Callan and I walked across the lobby, nodding to all the familiar faces and when we got to his penthouse elevator, the tension thickened into something almost tangible. Well, I was tangible and he was sure to put his hands on me. He shoved me against the elevator wall and kissed me hard. It reminded me of our first kiss. I had been shaken up because Ezekiel showed up and he had appeared in the hallway with a gun in his hands. I was shocked at the sight of it, now it doesn't even surprise me. We came up to his apartment after he scared Ezekiel away and when we got inside, he had put me on the counter. That only led to the type of sexual tension we feel now. He tried holding back during that point in time. On that counter, his hands had found my bare thigh and he told me I had to walk away because he couldn't.

I told him to stop leading me on and I called for the elevator. When the doors opened, I had been suddenly pushed against the wall and he gave me our first breathtaking and  passionate kiss that ended all too soon. Of course it was Bryce calling, which reminded Callan exactly why he had been fighting his urge to touch me in the first place. Still that was our first kiss and here we are groping each other the same way over a year later but it is different now. We aren't fighting anything, we aren't touching other people. I am not fearing any crazy people from my past.

This kiss is happening after a lovely date Callan freaking Harold took me out. Everything is different.