undeniable heat

The heat between them is undeniable. All they have to do is give in to one another. Even if that means their best friend/brother is sitting right next to you...right?

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Alexis -

He's her older brother's best friend and the only guy she's ever loved. She was tired of being seen as just her brothers' little sister. Most of all, she wants his massive hunky body pressing into hers while they make out on the couch!

Wolf -

She's off-limits for more than one reason. She's his best friend's little sister. She's way too young. Even when she parades herself around in her skimpy little shorts and pouts with her deliciously biteable lips. Totally off limits!

(who wants another mind-boggling story? Please give this story a shot! Ha-ha this won't take a while, just a short chapter.)

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ALEXIS

Alexis let her eyes wander from the tv to Wolf. He's sitting by her bare feet on the other end of the couch. His large body takes up most of the available space, causing the center cushions to dip inwards. His big arm draped over the back of the couch while his other clutched a cold beer.

Her toes curled. She dreamed about him constantly over the years and what it would feel like to have his big beefy arms wrapped around her petite body. Wolf holding her securely to him. Not an ounce of space between them.

Wolf laughed along with her brother Mike at the tv. His stomach moved up and down, and Alexis had to steal her eyes away as butterflies erupted in her stomach. She felt the warm heat leach into her cheeks as she tried to make sense of the plot playing before her.

Alexis snuggled down into the cold tan leather couch. The warm day and humid weather still permeated throughout the house. Her hot skin made her stick to the leather as the dampness of her sweat made her shiver. Her tiny blue shorts road up between the cleft of her thighs while she tried to peel herself away from the couch. More heat flooded through her body.

Almost her entire bottom left butt cheek peeked out from beneath the hem of her shorts. She gnawed her lower lip, twirling the ends of her hair as she stared helplessly down the length of her body. She wanted to adjust her shorts, but she also didn't want to bring attention to herself.

Wolf's big hand gripped the shoulder of the couch. His hips rose slightly up off the couch and back down again. Adjusting his position. Alexis's mouth went dry as she focused on his arm. What if he lowered his hand, accidentally swiping his rough fingers over her exposed skin? She looked away. A slow tingle started in her lower back, moving down over her exposed skin. Oblivious to her dilemma, Wolf took another swig of his beer, his adam's-apple bobbing with every gulp.

Alexis exhaled out a strangled breath. Her face warmed even more as she quickly glanced back to make sure he hadn't heard her. His eyes were still trained on the TV, and Alexis relaxed a little, but still, she needed to fix her shorts. Daringly she continued to watch him from under her lashes. Taking in his strong jaw and soft facial features.

Most high school girls her age were drooling over the football team and their hard-toned abs and chiselled features. Not her. She only had eyes for Wolf and his teddy bear-like demeanour. She wanted him bad, but he'd never look at her as anything more than her big brother's little sister.

Tentatively, she ran her hand over the curve of her hip to the top of her shorts, imagining it was his hand. A thrill shot straight to her core. She felt tempted to leave the gentle slope of her ass visible. Maybe he'll look?

Beside her, Wolf took another swig emptying his beer; it was a rather loud sign that shouted in her face that he was older. Older by almost more than a decade. He would never look at her the same way she did. What would he possibly want with an eighteen-year-old high schooler?

In May, every year, the three of them would get together and do their annual weekend-long Star Wars marathon. Alexis always looked forwards to spending more time with Wolf.

After about an hour of air time, a commercial break popped up on TV. Wolf and Mike got up. Alexis watched as Wolf stretched his hands up above his head. The front of his shirt lifted. She could see his soft stomach and a dark thatch of hair leading down to his waistband. Alexis drew in a sharp breath but was too afraid to release it without them hearing her.

WOLF

Wolf stood and stretched, thankful for the commercial break. It had been some time since he'd seen Alexis. They used to hang out every day after school and all the way through college, just the three of them. Then almost every weekend after he and Mike started up their gaming company. He'd been a constant in her life, but slowly their time together had dwindled to every few months. Instead of Alexis being the annoying little sister Mike actually encouraged her to hang out with them. Wolf was pretty sure he had a sister complex which didn't bode well for his current predicament. He'd known over the last year change was coming even though he tried to deny it. Alexis was becoming a beautiful young woman. Hanging out together wasn't as innocent as it used to be. She'd filled out nicely. The soft curve of her waist, bowing out to her strong feminine hips and curving up to her ample round breasts.

Wolf jerked his mind away from her body. It was a dangerous road to go down. A road where he knew if he entered, he would be lost to her every whim. That's how badly she had him wrapped around her little finger, and she didn't even know it. He'd do anything for her if it meant she'd smile at him with her adoring eyes.

Tonight, however, was especially brutal for him. He hadn't seen Alexis in a couple months. He'd hoped that being away from her would diminish his feelings. It hadn't. If anything, his feelings for her had grown even more.

After grabbing another beer from the fridge, he returned to the living room. He could see the top of Alexis's head over the couch. She had her long brown hair down today from its usual bun. Should he sit in the recliner? Mike wasn't overly perceptive, but he feared it might make him suspicious if he changed spots halfway through the movie.

He rounded the couch and sat back down. He tried to stay as far away from Alexis, but his size refused to listen. His thick left thigh pushed into her tiny feet. "Sorry." He cleared his throat as she pulled away. Good, she shouldn't want to be near him. Especially when his thoughts for her were less than decent.

"It's okay," she mumbled as she peered over her shoulder.

With only the television light, he couldn't see her clearly, but he could see enough of her to make his stomach somersault. She was absolutely gorgeous! She had a habit of gnawing on her cute pink lips. It made Wolf's chest clench as she lowered her long black eyelashes and turned back to the tv.

"Alexis," Mike had returned to the living room with a blanket in hand.

Wolf's pulse skyrocketed at the thought of Mike catching him yearning for his sister. He quickly looked away. It didn't help. He could still sense her closeness as his conscience flooded with guilt.

"It's practically twenty degrees in here." Alexis shook her head but took the blanket anyway. She leaned over the side of the couch, placing it on the floor.

Her tiny shorts rose up, exposing her long legs. They were strong and well-defined from years of sports but still carried a good amount of womanly charm. Wolf fisted his hand tighter around his drink as he thought about running one of his large hands over her small calves. He wished she'd covered up with the blanket. All that exposed skin was giving him ideas. Ideas he shouldn't have about his best friend's little sister.

The following night Alexis waited in the kitchen for Wolf and Mike to settle into the living room before she joined them. Her heart fluttered as she adjusted her crop top for the fifth time. It kept riding up. She'd found it in the back of her drawer. It used to hang down to almost her waist, but now that her girls had decided to join the party. Well, the shirt was now more of a taught band across her breasts than an actual shirt. Thankfully Mike never seemed to comment on her wardrobe. A small saving grace tonight, but she still felt a little embarrassed wearing the crop top in front of her brother.

She grabbed her soda off of the counter before she could change her mind and switched off the lights. Basked in darkness, she bottled up as much courage as she could before walking into the living room. Her long wavy hair tickled her lower back as she walked.

"Finally, we're already a few minutes behind." Mike reclined in his chair and turned his attention to the opening credits already immersed in the text flowing up the screen.

As the theme song filled the room, Alexis sat down closer to the center of the couch this time. She instantly felt her hips sliding towards Wolf and his enormous frame.

Her heart fluttered, and her pulse picked up speed as she pretended not to notice how close she was to him. She felt his body heat radiating off of him as she settled in. Or at least tried to. It was difficult to relax with the object of her desire so close to her. It had been almost six months since she'd seen him.

She wore a similar pair of shorts to the night before, but these ones were a little snugger. The thin fabric hugging her mound tightly as she placed her feet up on the coffee table and leaned into the back of the couch. She could see her pussy perfectly outlined and on full display. Her heart thumped erratically. For a moment, she thought she saw Wolf tense, but his focus remained on the tv screen. He had his hand on his lap tonight instead of on the shoulder of the couch. Her chest rose with every breath as she thought of getting closer to him.

What would he do if she pressed her thigh up against his? Would he move away? Alexis bit down on her lip as she tried to make up her mind. She wanted to be closer to him. She wanted to feel his body weight pressing into her.

Pretending to yawn, she shifted herself side to side, and inconsequentially closer to Wolf. This time she felt the air around him tense as her outer thigh pressed gently into his. She tried to look nonchalant as if she'd naturally moved closer to him. Inside her mind, she was anything but calm. Her thoughts raced. It was like she was touching him for the first time as a woman and not a little girl.

A loud snore broke through her heat-induced haze, startling her. Wolf also jumped slightly beside her and looked over to where Mike had fallen asleep in the recliner. They'd hardly watched twenty minutes of the movie, but Mike had already fallen asleep.

To her dismay, Wolf leaned forwards to grab the remote. It caused Alexis to sink further into him. She licked her lips, gobbling up the sight of his broad back, his massive shoulders that seemed even larger than the last time she'd seen him, along his neck to the tips of his ears that glowed a deep shade of red.

"I guess we should stop here for the night?" He glanced over his shoulder at her.

Alexis didn't want the night to end. "I can keep watching," her eyes flickered to his as her cheeks blushed.

Wolf stared at her for a moment before looking away and placed the remote down. He leaned back, and this time his whole right thigh had hers pinned tightly. He didn't move away. She sucked in a gentle breath as she felt the prickles of pleasure rush through her body. The band around her chest tightened as her nipples hardened.

WOLF

"Fuck", the word kept running through Wolf's mind when he saw Alexis walk into the living room. His cock had hardened instantly in his jeans. How the hell was he going to make it through the night with her wearing nothing but those tiny scraps of material?

He'd hoped Mike would say something but knew he wouldn't. He had vowed never to make her feel insecure about her body. He was a good older brother, but damn he wasn't making the situation easy.

As soon as he'd heard Mike snore, he thanked the high heavens and leaned forwards to grab the remote and end his proverbial torture.

Wolf mistakenly looked back. That's all it took. One look. He saw the gentle flush of red tinting her cheeks. His cock hadn't gone down much from earlier and promptly grew even harder than before. Millions of emotions barrelled through his mind, but just one kept on reoccurring.

Did she want him?

His heart squeezed just thinking about it. He'd never given much thought to Alexis reciprocating his feelings. But after last night and this evening, he was getting a distinct feeling she was watching him with hungry eyes.

If it weren't for the skimpy outfit, he would have dismissed the thought, but as she stared back at him with a breathless expression, a whole new world burst forth. She wanted him. Little Alexis wanted his giant ass. It sounded almost unbelievable. Almost.

He leaned back into the couch. Their outer thighs locking together. His pulse raced, and he felt the denim straining against his big cock.

He'd gone most of his life without dating. Nobody had ever really sparked his interest. Also, he'd found that most women wanted fit guys with muscles. Who spent their lives eating well and going to the gym every day. He was not that kind of guy by a long shot. So, the idea that Alexis wanted him was a little perplexing. He wouldn't say he was new at this, he'd dated before, but the thought of touching her made him a little nervous.

He thought about it for a few minutes as he relished the feeling of her being pressed against his side. He knew he'd need to test the waters to see if she really felt the same way about him. After another ten minutes of her not moving away, he relaxed his shoulders back and instantly felt the warmth of her arm. She'd moved closer on her own volition.

Glancing down, his heart pounded against his chest. Alexis's nipples had beaded against the tight fabric of her shirt. His arm was close enough he could almost touch the swell of her breast. He looked up at her face and noted the warm blush that covered her cheeks. The need to brush up against her soft peaks was overwhelming. He needed her. Without another thought, he pretended to stretch and adjusted himself closer to her. She didn't move away.

Wolf almost groaned in his throat when he finally felt the firmness of her breast. He was sure if she wasn't wearing that ridiculously tight top, her breasts would stand up on their own, all full and perky. His depraved mind began to race, wondering what colour her hard peaks would be under that thin strip of fabric.

Deep in thought, he felt her move. He tensed, waiting to see what she did. Would she move away? She rested her head on his shoulder, and a sense of warmth flowed through him. He felt her stiff nipple pressing into his arm. He felt his chest tighten like it might explode.

Wolf needed to adjust his sitting position. The head of his dick pressed painfully into his boxers. Not to mention the liquid seeping from the tip down his fat cock. His hand sought out the couch cushion instinctively to push himself upwards to create room for his throbbing member. But he'd forgotten that her leg was right there. He froze. Panic surged through him. Should he remove his hand from her upper thigh or leave it there?

He didn't know what he should do. A battle scene broke out on screen, mirroring his inner tribulation. His palms grew hot and sweaty as he left it motionless on her leg. His want to move it quickly began to be outweighed by his need to feel her soft skin. He glanced down and found her focused on the tv. He did the same. If she didn't mind, he would leave it there.