Off Limits, Brother's Best Friend Chapter 93

Chapter 93: Do I Always Make You Hard? 

Brianna

“Say it, tell me you will be a good girl and listen to me.” Callan said as he thrusted his fingers in deeper to make me tip my head and moan. Pumping his fingers, he coaxed the word out of me that he wanted to hear.

“Come on, baby girl. Tell me.” He started sucking on the flesh below my ear and my skin flushed.

“Shit,” I breathed, his thumb also started twasgkn over my clit while he finger-fucked me and I was losing my senses.

“Yes, I will be good.” I said, pulling him closer to have more of him. He stopped the movement of his fingers and looked at me.

“Really? Are you sure?” I groaned and tipped my hips to try and get some friction again.

“Yes,” I practically cried out.

“Good,” he mumbled and suddenly thrusted up into me the way I needed him to.

He began kissing down my neck and thrumming over my clit until my walls started clenching around his fingers.

“Cum on my fingers, Brianna and then cum on my tongue so you can be soaked for me when I fúck you. And you are going to cum on my díck too, I can promise you that as well.”

His gruff promises dropped my heart beat in-between my legs, he was clearly planning a long night for us. His words had me on fire, I kept saying yes and wanting exactly that. He took my nipple into his mouth, his tongue played with it while his fingers worked into me and that thumb kept brushing over my sensitive bundle. He pressed down on it which made me arch my back at the feeling and I started clenching around him again. He sucked hard on my nipple to leave a slight sting, my entrance was full with his fingers and my clit was hot with his thumb. I started shaking until I did just what he wanted, I cum all over his fingers and when he pulled them out, he smirked and licked the tip of one.

“Let me taste more of you, come here.” He spread my thighs wider and crawled between them.

My pussy was still sensitive from the first orgasm, so when his mouth touched me, I bucked my hips.

“Wait,” I said but his large hand came down on my stomach and stayed flat to keep me in place. His other hand was keeping my thigh spread for him.

His tongue played with my swollen clit for a moment and made me groan. Then he kissed it softly which contradicted the heat between my legs from the first time. Light kisses turned into kisses with tongue until it was just his tongue plugging through my folds and teasing my entrance.

“You get wet for me, Brianna. Look at you.” He groaned in satisfaction and licked me up.

My chest started moving faster with the overwhelming touch of him, I was sensitive but he didn't give me time to rest. He wanted my pussy worked up like this.

“I am going to make you remember this even when I am gone. So you can remember who made you cum all night.” His voice was possessive and thick with the hottest tone.

“All night?” I asked.

“Yes, baby, all night.” He echoed, prying my legs further apart to eat my pussy until I was cuming for him again.

“Oh my fucking goodness.” I moaned as I fisted the sheets, convulsing so quickly after already having crashed the first time.

“That is number two.” He counted.

“Let me feel how wet you are for me, Brianna.” I felt him pulling his dick up and running his tip up and down my slick folds. I nodded yes and he wasted no time sinking into me.

“Fúck, you are drenched.” He groaned into my neck, biting the flesh gently while he started to move his hips.

He was using contradictory sensation to work me up, the light sting of teeth or hard sucking of flesh, the feel of his dick pushing into me and rubbing over an already sensitive core. He kissed me sweetly and then fucked me harder, I was clawing at his back when be began thrusttin into me with purpose. The bed started to hit the walls again and I gaped that Jane would hear us.

“I don't fucking care.” He gritted through a tight jaw, working into my drenched pussy.

I could feel it each time he pulled out of me and sunk back in that I was drenched.

“Oh, you feel too good not to have it raw.” He whispered into my ear. I groaned at the feeling of him there with no barrier between us.

“Callan,” I moaned when he grabbed my legs and threw them around him so he could reach even more of me.  

“Keep saying my name, Brianna. Remember who is inside you.” He started thrusting in and out of me at a slower pace but with a deep thrust. I gasped and took every inch of him each time he pumped his dick into me.

“If you don't want the bed making a sound, then stand up, bend over the chair and let me see your perfect little ass.” He slipped out and pulled me up. I did as I was told and bent over with my ass in the air. I held the chair in the corner of my room as he aligned himself up with me again.

“This ass, Brianna…” he grabbed two fistfuls of my ass cheeks and kneaded the flesh while pressing his hips forward to sink into me.

He gripped my hips next and used it to work me back into his díck, he started pounding me from behind and my fingers sunk into the cushion of the chair as I felt how damn hard he was for me.

“Do I always make you this hard?” I glanced at him over my shoulder and bit my lip. His eyes flicked with fire and he pumped into me again.

“Always, since you sent me the picture of you in that robe. Actually before that, since you walked in and watched me stroke my dick. I got so fucking hard, you missed the ending. I wanted you to watch, I wanted you to be curious about my dick.” He rammed into me.

“You did?” I asked but it sounded more like a moan.

“I did, sexy little Brianna. I wanted you to want my dick, I wasn't going to act on it initially but you really know how to get under my skin, baby girl. Playing with your pussy for me on the phone, showing me those little outfits. Gosh, Brianna, you wear some sexy shit and you don't know what it does to a man.” He pounded into me through every word he spoke.

He began using his hand around my hips to pull me rapidly up and down, so that our skin began to slap together. My breasts swayed which his every thrusts as he pulled me to him again.

“Shit, yes.” I wanted him to keep that pace.

He would make me cum like this, I could feel his tip pressing me where I needed him to. He switched to grab the back of my neck, pulling me slightly up so he could use his hold to clap and clap our bodies together with an increasing pace. My breaths started coming out in short spurts.

“Fúck,” he cursed a few times when our fervor turned to desperate colliding of flesh. He held on to my neck and pounded me from behind.

“Callan, oh my goodness.” I started clenching around him, he never slowed down. He grunted and loose himself to the motions as I had.

“Say my name, Brianna. Tell me whose díck you are going to cum on.” He pressed into me right where I needed him. He roughly pulled the back of my neck and hip at once to slam me back.

It triggered me and I cried out his name just like he wanted me to. When I started convulsing around him, he cursed and his thrusts turned sloppier as he finished. Pulling me up while he pressed into me and cum inside me in a long hot spurst. My legs felt weak and he could feel that, he pulled out of me and kept me upright, bringing me back onto the bed where we both took a second to catch our breaths.

“Hold shit.” That was all I was able to say, he gave me three strong orgams and I was wiped out.

“Take a little time to recuperate because I will have you again tonight, Brianna. It is my last night here, I am going to have you as many times as my díck can get hard.” He warned me, pulling me into him and kissed me with a slow sensual kiss that made my chest flutter.

“I want you to remember this just as much, so when you stroke yourself again, you have something to think about.” I said and kissed his neck before I stood up and went to the bathroom. My legs were shaky from overuse, he is going to kill me tonight and tomorrow I won't be able to move again.