Off Limits, Brother's Best Friend Chapter 54

Chapter 54: I Can Feel How Wet You Are

Brianna

I leaned back against the glass that enclosed the rooftop of the building. Grabbing the lapels of his jacket, I pulled him against me and his knees were forced to push between my legs to accommodate himself to our proximity. I liked the feeling of his thigh between my legs, he rubbed his thigh lightly up my middle and made me gasp at the feeling of friction between my sheer thighs and his solid leg.

“Is this what you want?” His gruff voice dipped into the nook of my neck as he speaks. I nodded yes, unable to speak.

“I won't kiss you again and I won't pleasure you with my own hands.” He warned.

What is he going to do then? Again, he slid his thigh up and then back down my pussy. My hands fisted his jacket harder, at a slow sensual pace, he used his leg to tease my sensitive clit. I was so turned on by his body being pressed against mine and his clever way of pleasuring me without actually touching me with his hands. I began rubbing myself over him again, I needed that friction and I needed it badly. He kept his leg slightly bent so I could straddled his thigh and ride it. He grabbed my hips after a second and started to help me dry hump his leg. I moaned at the feeling building there, the fabric of my things stimulated my clit repeatedly and it throbbed for more.

Those large hands rocked me over his bent knee while I remained pressed against the glass wall overlooking the city. I bit my lip and shut my eyes, I could feel him looking down at me. He wanted to watch the pleasure he was bringing me.

“You like that?” His gruff sensual voice asked me in my ear and I moaned in response.

“You are so damn sexy.” He groaned in my ear, as he watched me riding his leg until my own thigh began to shake. He must have felt the throbbing between my legs, he knew I was close.

“I can feel how wet you are, the things I would do to be deep inside you right now and you would never want me outside you again.” He strained his voice like he was lacking control here.

“Please be inside me then.” I gave him permission. He cursed and buried his head against my neck again.

“I fucking can't l.” his tone was harsh, I know it was just because he was frustrated with the situation, not me.

At this point, what is the difference? He talked dirty to me over the phone until I made myself cum and now he is letting go of his leg like a horny little bitch, to let me make myself cum again. I guess that was the key, he is letting me do things to myself but he isn't technically doing it to me. He can plead innocent to his friend.

“Callan,” I moaned when the orgasm crashed over me and he didn't stop rubbing me over his thigh while I came down from my high.

“Fuck,” he cursed at the sight of me.

I was panting, leaning against him to catch my breath. He removed his knee from between my legs and when he stepped back, I could see the huge straining bulge.

“Let me take care of that.” I offered, he looked down and clenched his jaw.

“Don't say you can't, I won't touch you with my hands either.” I said and he tipped his head in confusion.

I placed a hand on his stomach and pressed him against the wall now, turning around, I showed my back to him. I pressed myself on his front until my ass was over his erection. I began rolling my hips and causing friction over his clothed solid tip. He groaned and grabbed my hips in a tight grip. I dropped my head down to his chest, he draped his face back into my neck as I used my ass to grind over him repeatedly. His grip tightened even more and I could feel him starting to move along with me. He thrusted up and even though his length was covered, he still placed it on the crack of my ass, thrusting upwards into me. I started moving faster and his chest rose and fell more obviously. He groaned into my neck again when he really started moving.

I built the same friction up for him that he did for me, it was stimulating his tip and the more I pressed, the more it was stimulating his shaft too. This thrusts became harder which bumped his swollen tip into me over and over again.

“Oh fuck, Brianna.” He used his grip on my hips to rock me over his dick nonstop. He was working himself up.

I let my head lull on his chest and brought my arms up over my shoulders and around his. Our faces were so close, though we weren't touching. His breath mixed with mine as he grunted and pants with each new thrust against me. I felt his limbs going straight as he stiffened up. He rubbed and bumped against me several more times before he brushed his face against mine, keeping my hips still as he cum.

“Fuck, I haven't cum in pants since before high school.” He shook his head at himself and still kept my ass pressed to him. I stayed, leaning on his hard body.

“Now I have your cum down my leg and my cum spread into a mess on your brief.” I said and he snorted at himself. I turned slowly to face him, as seductively as I could manage.

“I enjoyed making a mess with you.” Our eyes lingered on each other for a silent moment.

“I feel like a teenager, you have reduced me to this.” He waved down at himself, I smirked and took his hands.

“Well, let's clean up then.”

We walked to the elevator, we have seven everything there is to see up here and I got more than I bargained for. Releasing tonight was a relief, I wish it was him actually fucking me but this was exciting and different.

***

We were quiet on the drive back home but I think it was more so a silent bliss than an awkward silence. At the building, we lingered by the private elevator that would lead him to his penthouse and the regular that would take me to mine.

“Are you sure you still can't?” I gave him the chance to take me upstairs and do what he wants to do to me. He closed his eyes and turned his head away from me to take a deep breath.

“Brianna,” there was a warning in his tone, my cheeks tinted pink but I fought through it.

“Well then, thank you for tonight. It was amazing and perfect.” I smiled.

“Welcome to Port Harcourt.” He nodded in response.

It was my introduction to the city and I didn't think anyone could stop that especially with how it ended. In the sky dry humping ourselves into completion. We lingered for a second longer before he shook his head to bring sense back to himself. He clicked the elevator and quickly entered it before he changed his mind. Damnit.