Off Limits, Brother's Best Friend Chapter 41

Chapter 41: She Gets Into Me

Brianna

When I got into my apartment, I pulled all my clothes off and laid on my bed to cool my body down. My panties were already soaked but I just have to ignore that. So much had happened tonight, Ezekiel resurfaced and scared the hell out of me. He knows where I work and where I live, and now I know why he came. He wants me back in his life, he thinks he has some right over me for letting me live with him and all that other crap he said.

I think Callan scared him off though which saved me a lot of time and a lot of fear. That was a whole altercation and then suddenly I was on Callan's kitchen counter with his hands on my thighs. Damn it, I was on fire. The adrenaline I had gotten from the fight turned into adrenaline aimed solely at him and his touch. I have no where to put it now but it still courses through me. What is Callan thinking now? Does he honestly regret the kiss? I don't think I do, I know it would upset my brother but we are two consenting adults.

I finally mustered the energy to get up and change into some pajamas, I washed my face and cleaned my makeup and went to eat something now that my stomach isn't tired in knots with worry. At work, I was sick to my stomach at the sight of Ezekiel but now I can just relax. Not long after that my brother finally came back home, he saw me in the kitchen snacking on some grapes and joined me.

“How was your day?” He asked, and I faked a smile.

“Good, how was yours?”

“Busy,” he replied as he always does. He looked at me for a second like he was thinking about something.

“I know I have been neglecting you again.” He sighed, I wanted to speak but he beat me to it.

“You want to watch or something?” He asked.

I appreciate that he was trying to reconnect with me and I understand that he isn't exactly sure how to go about doing that. Getting reacquainted with your own brother feels strange and at times uncomfortable. This time my smile was genuine when I agreed, we ended up in the living room together like normal siblings putting on a movie.

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Callan POV

I had my hands placed down on my kitchen counter with my head bowed trying to catch my breath. I went from ranking some ex-boyfriend of Brianna's face to shoving my tongue down her throat. My dick is straining in my pants and begging to be released, I know I shouldn't have kissed her. I know it and still I did it like a fucking dickhead. Bryce had my back at times when we went even sure we would make it out of the place they sent us into during the war. We have been shot together in combat and we have been shot together in the streets that we rules. I owe him more than this but fuck, Brianna gets into me.

When I saw that idiot with his hands in her, I almost shot him without asking questions but I had to remind myself that Brianna doesn't know the Mafia. I don't know when Bryce plans on telling her but it would make shit a lot easier if he did. I wish I could have done more than smash that asshole's face into a wall. I wanted to make him scream an apology until he was defeated by himself because he could no longer endure the pain I was causing him. That was what I really wanted. My adrenaline was reacting in two different ways, I was out for blood when it came to that prick and I was lusting so fucking hard for Brianna right now in that mini skirt on mg kitchen counter had gotten to me.

I didn't think about it when I set her up there, I just wanted to calm her nerves but I ended up stirring mine. Those bee sting lips felt so fucking good against mine and I can only imagine them on my dick. Her tongue is soft and let me dominate hers while we kissed. She kissed me with a passion that only made me harder for her. I was glad Bryce called because it knocked some sense back into me. All my blood had rushed to my groin, I wasn't using the right head with her. I had to send her away and I saw her face when I did it and I looked away from it. It was necessary to send her away.

She was right to call me out about teasing her with my touches or allowing her to send me those types of messages, only for me to reject her after we got too far into it. Telling her to finger her fucking own pussy for me through our text had me so hard that I couldn't see straight that day. I jerked myself to the image she gave me of her without that robe while she touched herself for me. I cum so hard, imagining if I was actually touching her. Fuck, I need to stop thinking about this.

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The next morning, I jerked off in the shower thinking about Brianna's soft lips. It was the last time I am going to let myself do that, I need to stop looking at those two pictures I have if her, the one almost killed me with when she had the little robe half undone and then her little clueless outfit that looked cute on her but sexy as fuck at the same time. No more.

Bryce called me down this morning to talk with me and Angelo about what went down yesterday with that shipment that had been disrupted. When I went down, my cousin was already there and eating waffles.

“Is it bad? Is this going to ruin my day?” I asked outright.

“I am not sure, our shipment was definitely tampered with and I have our men checking the inventory to figure out to what extent. If I have to guess, it is the Spanish messing with us after the whole shoot out situation.” Bryce said, looking directly at me.

The killing was in the news labeled as a gang attack, he was a known affiliate to the Spanish mafia but it wasn't mentioned that way, leaving the Shadows Vanguard Mafia out of it. My men handled that part.

“It could be those Americans.” Angelo added.

“Do you think they have the balls?” Bryce didn't seem convinced.

I ended up taking my cousin's waffles and grabbing a bit of it. I almost choked on the food when a figured appeared suddenly and it was Brianna in this tiny fucking sleep set. It was a ruffled silk cami and mini short set with some kind of knitted sweater that only covered her arms. Like a shawl for her shoulders only. Her freshly thighs were out for all of us to see and her cami was more like a fucking bathing suit top with her breasts out.