Chapter 10
All Over Me?
Chapter 10: Would He Cum All Over Me?
Brianna
“Hey, kiddo. I was just checking on you.” Bryce said without opening the door.
“I made you a plate of food, it was on the counter downstairs.” He hummed in appreciation and I heard his heavy footsteps walking back downstairs.
Was Callan’s door still open? Was he still doing that? I couldn’t leave this room tonight, I can’t own up to what I did. Maybe he didn’t care or maybe he did but I was humiliated for how I acted and how I was still acting. My body was on fire, I was so turned on that I wanted nothing more than to nun down that hall and jump on that hard body to see what he would do with me but I can’t. Not only because he was my brother’s best friend but also because he scares the crap out of me. He was all hard edge and mean frowns, I can’t read him or understand what he is thinking. He didn’t stop when he saw me watching. why? He might think I am a creep or a loser, I don’t don’t.
The more I thought back to the image of his dick in his hand, the more I burned all over. I made sure my own room remained locked before I laid on my bed and looked down my panties. My eyes closed and I pictured him in his large sheeted bed, his suit still half on and his dick out. I pictured him stroking, jerking and rubbing his dick while I slid my hand down my own panties. Those eyes melted into me, those shapely pink lips surrounded by dark stubble were licked and bitten on and I bit my own lip. What would lips like those taste like? I have never been close enough to smell the man but lingering behind him is an expensive warm scent with spice and secrets. Would he taste like expensive smoky whiskey? He looks tan with his beautiful flesh, how much of it was covered in ink?
Those hands, I am physically affected by those hands alone, large calloused palm and inked knuckles, they looked like capable hands and I watched them move. I pictured them gliding down my own body. Oh my goodness, the things he would do to me. My breathing picked up and my hand moved between my legs. Does he know what I am doing inside here? He must have seen how affected I was, was he affected too? He was already erected but did he stiffen further at the thought of me watching? Was he bothered that 1 interrupted and caught him? My thighs shook as my hand worked itself between my legs and my mind churned thought after thought and sight after sight of Callan pleasuring himself.
I pictured him finishing, it was what I had wanted to see but it was probably good that I didn’t. Would he groan? Would he make a mess of himself? Where would he cum, in his hand or all over the sheets? If I was there, would he want to release all over me? My inside quivered at the thought and I found my own release in picturing his and I had to bite my lip to cover my little shallow breaths and quite maan. When I opened myself again, I was embarrassed at myself for this. For touching myself to what I just saw. He is Bryce’s friend and a complete stranger to me. With breathing quieting and my reality setting in again, I was bashful even with myself. How am I going to pretend none of that happened? Fear started to settle inside me, what if he calls me out in front of my brother? What if he just calls me out in private? I would die of humiliation, I have to avoid this man at all cost. I don’t know what I was thinking, why didn’t I run and hide?
Should I go and apologize? Will he ignore it like it never happened? I hope he does, I will make it my mission not to see this man within the next few days I will be living in this house, We are moving this weekend, I just need to stay away from him until then. Besides, he and my brother seem to be busy all the time anyway. If my brother wants to spend any time with me, he hasn’t let on even tonight after saying hello, he went down to eat and I hadn’t heard from him since. Not that I expected us to be the best of friends right away again.we have been leading separate lives for too long and I think we were still finding our footing here. And I need to stay away from Callan Harold.
I was excited to start my first day of work simply because it gave me a reason to put together aboutfit. I know it was only a tattoo shop but I like looking good wherever I go so they will have to get used to my style if I show up over the top. I base a lot of my outfit on which designer purse I rent for that week, since I still can’t afford to buy all different kinds of designer bags, I rent through a really cool app. This week I have a Fendi medium brown saffiano leather handbag so I wore a brown sheer corset with a sweetheart neckline, oversized black blazer and paired with a brown belt to cinch the waist and front lace up pointed open toe boots. I assumed I would need to order a car to get to work but to my surprise when I went downstairs, David was already waiting for me.
“Good afternoon, Miss. Fletcher. I am just about to text you, I hope you don’t mind. Your brother gave me your number so we can keep in contact, I am meant to drive you today.” He said, again he was in a suit, although it wasn’t designer like my brother and Callan wear. It was modest and not very well tailored. I looked him up and down in suspicion.
“I thought you said you weren’t a professional driver?” I called him out, he blew air og
his cheeks while escorting me out of the house and towards the
“I am not, but Mr. Heither has a safe ride to work.” He said, although he didn’t seem thrilled.
They keep using the same word, safe. I understand this is a big city and also Asaba. I had lived there alone for years without so many people worrying about my safety, I guess my brother was just protective
“la my work outfit too much for the tattoo parlor, David?” I asked as he opened the car door or hack at me and his dark eyes raked me in.
or and turned
around to slide into th
the drivers seat. He glanced
“You look very nice. He nodded in approval.
What did he probably know about fashion but still I appreciate the thumbs up. I was sure to avoid Callan for the rest of last night and again this morning. I listened from my door until I heard them leave together, since I didn’t have work till one, I was in no rush.
