ALEXIS

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.

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.