Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

My Special Heat:>Ep5

I'm not sure how much time we spent in my bed. I lost track of everything except for the feel of my sister under my fingers. The sweetness of her breath on my cheek. Neither of us fell asleep, that was for sure. Eventually, Betsy pulled back. My lips ached from all the kissing we'd been doing, but I still felt the disappointment well up in my chest.

"That should keep me," Betsy said, "At least for a few hours."

I raised my eyebrow at her.

"Right now, I feel pretty warm," Betsy said, "As warm as I get anyway. But once we break apart it slips away. I'm cold by the time I'm back in bed. But last night, after the kiss, it kinda lasted for a while. Long enough for me to fall asleep. I guess it's like charging up my heat battery. Your kisses are more efficient than your hugs or something."

"And you feel like you'll be OK now?"

"Hope so," Betsy said. She gave me a quick kiss on the cheek before she scampered out of my room.

I lay back, arms behind my head on the pillow. A strange sense of satisfaction washed over me. I felt completely at ease with the world. Like I was drifting down a broad stream on a warm summer day. My door popped back open.

"Hey," Betsy called into my room, "Camp is off tomorrow for some reason, you want to meet for lunch?"

My work schedule was busy, but never so much that I couldn't step out for a quick bite. I nodded my agreement and my little sister smiled so bright it lit the room.

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those cute seafood places on a dock near the water that you find every three feet on the Florida coast. We sat in the afternoon heat and ate our sandwiches (we both got the mahi-mahi), chatting idly about school and life. Even though we were out on a metal jetty under the blistering sun, Betsy was dressed in her usual

act in any way different than what we

popped up. Like a

single?" she asked,

my chair. I knew my sister wasn't trying to be hurtful, but the

end

nodded like that made

her long brown braid behind her shoulder, "And how it would be a nice

what a great boyfriend you'd be. I mean, you're cute and tall. You've got a good body. Your hugs are lovely, and

looked down and tried to hide it with my sandwich, but I was smiling too hard to take a

you're a good guy. Funny and caring. I like spending

you to the thought you finally spoke aloud," I said, "Why

complete her broken thoughts. "Do you want to be?" "No," I said, "I miss a lot of things that go with being in a relationship.

That's why Mel and I broke up. I realized that we were faking it. I wanted more. But finding that is hard. You don't get there after a few dates, if you even get that far." "Having the finish line feel so distant makes

said, "Am trying. But right now, not so much. What about you? You're cute and funny. Smart and se... I mean, you're alright for a sister. So, are you choosing to be

and cleared our plates. I sat patiently and waited while that business was done

a brother, most guys are only interested