Off Limits, Brother's Best Friend Chapter 31

Chapter 31: You Are Playing With Fire

Brianna

In my drunken state, I suddenly felt like talking to him. What could I say to justify texting him? I know it's a stupid thing to do but he was pretty bold earlier. So I decided to text him.

'I would like to report that this dress did not bring me any trouble.” I used his own words to joke around and I went to take a shower quickly. By the time I checked my phone, I saw a response.

'How do I know that is true?’ he asked.

I am glad he is going along with this, I was surprised he was still up. Maybe he is out too, a bad girl thought crossed my mind that I should send him a picture instead of just a verbal response. I know I shouldn't but in my tipsy mind, I wanted to entice him a little bit. I wanted to see how he might react to me. Since I had my terry cloth pink robe on, I shimmed the fabric to stick one of my shoulders out, almost a hint of my chest. I let my leg peek through the slit of the robe, so that my thighs were on display. I hid my face behind the phone since it was a mirror picture and lefty wet hair slicked back.

It was a teasing and provocative picture if I am being honest with myself but I want to do it. I want him to want me tonight and I have no idea why so I sent the picture to him. And as soon as I did, my gut clenched in anticipation and to justify sending it, I wrote a caption.

‘'See I am already home, no trouble.’

Clearly I was the one causing trouble here and when his response was immediate, my nerves spiked. I looked back at the phone and cursed myself, I shouldn't have done that. It was a sexy picture, I stood purposely in a way that accentuated my body's natural curves and I showed much more skin that was necessary. My arms blocked it or one would see a portion of my breasts for how I let the material fall down to expose my bare shoulder. Shit, what was I thinking? When my phone buzzed, I panicked, I didn't even want to open the text while at the same time all I wanted to do was rush to open it. I need to know what he said, how he reacted. Swallowing my nerves down, I opened the text message.

'You are playing with fire, princess.’

Gosh, he is so hot. He never used too many words but he is always saying a lot. I was buzzing inside with adrenaline and I wanted to continue to feel this way.

'Am I?” I figured I would open the court up for him to see if he would continue to reply to this. The ball is his court.

I didn't even go to the closet to change into my pajamas, I had thrown myself onto the bed and stared at my phone, waiting to see what he would say to me. That picture really did look sexy, the more I peeked at it, the more I wondered what he thought about the whole thing. My phone lit up and my heart jumped in anticipation.

'If you want to be a bad girl, I will treat you like one.’

Holy hell, what does that mean?

'And how do you treat bad girls?’

I am invested in this now, he is going along with it which gives my tipsy self the courage to continue this. Instead of answering my question, he asked me his own and the words shocked me.

'What do you want me to do with this picture, Brianna? Did you send this to tempt me to stroke my dick to the image of you?’

My jaw dropped, I didn't think he would be so forward but why did I send that picture to him? I guess subconsciously that was exactly what I wanted.

'It depends, is my picture worth turning you on?’

I wanted him to tell me that he was affected by it, he always affects me and I am always flustered by his presence or his words. Can he feel the same for once? His aura is so alpha male and I don't think I will ever see him weak for anything. But I want him to be weak for me.

'You know damn well it is.’ I was giddy by his reaction, he is turned on. I caused that and I would love to act on it.

'Then I guess that's what I want you to do.’

I can't believe how brazen I am tonight, who even am I? No man had ever gotten me this worked up by this little interaction. He barely pays attention to me yet his presence alone drives my nerve ending wild with wanting.

'I am warning you right now, if you weren't my best friend's little sister, I would teach you a lesson on trying to tempt a man like me. Be a good girl, Brianna because I am not known for my self control.’

His warning was nothing but another turn on for me, he doesn't have self control but he always seems so I control everything. If I wasn't Bryce's sister, what would he want to do? His words aren't entirely forthright, what does teaching me a lesson mean? He told me to be a good girl and I want to do anything but that. I want to push his buttons and make him come down here to put me in my place. When I shifted in my robe, I felt the cool air hitting my core and realized how wet I was right now. Even just through a few text, I am already soaked for him. What type of man is he? I think I already know, he is tall, handsome and dark. A deadly combination, he could ruin me but I wanted that.

'Your response only leaves me with so many questions. What are you saying you will do?’

Am I pressing my luck? He didn't miss a beat when he replied.

‘Stick your fingers in your pussy and I will tell you.’

Holy shít, is he really willing to sext with me right now? I was freaking out, he wanted me to touch myself so I did.

'Okay.' I obeyed him.

'Good girl, now move your fingers in and out of your pussy, nice and slowly. Feel me there taking my time.’ I swallowed and waited for more, I could see the dots pop up and I started working my fingers into myself and picturing it was him.

'Are you wet, Brianna?’ he asked and I immediately replied.

‘'Yes,’’

'I want you soaked so you can bring your juice up to your clit and get it wet like my tongue would make you. Rub your clit, Brianna and flick it. Put the phone down and grab your breasts, I want you pinching your nipples to get them hard for me.’ he ordered and I obeyed, I started shifting my of rope off me so I could play with myself.