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.