Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

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Introduction: Little sis needs my special heat. Read and enjoy..

"I'm cold," Betsy announced, as if this was a huge revelation.

My younger sister was always complaining about the temperature. | swear, she cout of the womb shivering.

Despite the fact that we lived in Florida, where even the chilliest days were still hot, my sister was forever

freezing. It was a lazy Sunday afternoon. | was sitting on the slate, sectional couch, watching the NBA Finals on

the family's immense flatscreen TV. My sister stood off to the side of the living room, her arms crossed around

her chest, like trying to hug the heat into herself.

Betsy was bundled in a heavy, grey hoodie and dark sweatpants. | could barely make out her umber eyes under

her hood. She'd gathered her long, light brown hair in a braid, and it ran down her chest like a dashing escapee.

"Can | sit with you, Bran?" Betsy asked. She lifted her feet one-by-one off the tile floor like it was far too icy for

her bare toes.

"You're into basketball now?" | asked.

"No, but this air conditioning is out of control," Betsy said, "Dad already said I'm grounded for a month if | touch

the thermostat again."

| laughed, but | knew my sister wasn't joking. Our father may have loved us both, but he adored air conditioning

with an incongruently heated passion. Turning down the A/C was a betrayal far beyond what he would tolerate.

"Seriously, | just need to sit with you for a bit to warm up," Betsy said.

| shrugged. Betsy may have been strange about temperature, but otherwise she was a pleasant girl to be

around. We weren't the kind of siblings to cuddle on the couch, usually, but | wasn't going to freak out about it,

either.

My half-hearted approval was apparently enough, and Betsy hopped next to me. There was plenty of room for

both of us, but she scooched right next tolike we had to share a single cushion. Betsy snuggled into my

chest, then grabbed a fleece blanket from behind the couch and put it over the both of us.

"000000, you're warm," Betsy said, as if it was the best compliment she could give.

"Feel better?" | asked.

| felt my sister shudder against me. "Getting there," she said.

Betsy was petite, about 5'2" at most. She'd run cross country in high school, which had kept her trim. | had no

true sense of her shape, though, because she was always too layered to tell. Even when we hung out at the pool

in our backyard, she stayed well covered (the water, shocker, was too cold to swim in).

Betsy pushed her brown braid behind her ear and looked at the screen. "Who are you rooting for, the orange

team?"

"Yes, the orange team," | said, unable to hide my mocking tone. "I enjoy how their overwhelming orange-ness

keeps the green team in check."

"Jeez, | was just asking a question," Betsy said. She pouted in a way that made her look prettier.

| suppose | would say that my eighteen-year-old sister was cute. Her face was attractive in that 'girl-next-door'

kind of way. She had a button nose and thin pink lips that seemed to always be smiling. Several of my friends

had asked about her, always with the squestion. | wonder what she looks like under all those clothes?

Obviously, | made it clear they weren't allowed to find our for themselves.

| tried to keep my focus on the gas Betsy burrowed into me. Somehow, my sister was snuggling even closer

into my chest. Unlike Betsy, | was tall and broad. She felt tiny as she squirmed into my side.

"Feeling comfortable yet?" | asked, impatiently.

"Trying to," Betsy said, "Seriously, you're super warm. How are you this warm?"

"I don't know," | said, "I just am."

"Well, we need to do this way more often," Betsy said, "It's like cuddling up to an oven."

"Your own personal heat rock," | said.

"Are you suggesting I'm a lizard?" Betsy asked, pretending to be insulted.

"You are kind of iguana-esque," | said.

"Then you must be a bear," Betsy said, "A big, cozy grizzly."

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"I could live with that," | said, "I wouldn't mind eating salmon all day."

"Maybe steal a few pic-a-nic baskets to change things up," Betsy said.

"That would be nice," | said, "You'd have to eat flies, in your new iguana life."

"But I'd have crazy aweseyesight," Betsy said.

"And two penises."

"Wait, really?" Betsy asked, turning my way. | nodded. "Ewwww, no thank you." "You might enjoy it," | said,

teasing.

"Please, | can't even find one," Betsy said. | gave her an odd look, but she ignored it.

My sister finally settled against me. She let her head loll on my chest. | looked at the TV and realized I'd totally

lost track of the game. Without thinking about it, | absently stroked the back of Betsy's hooded head. She let out

a little coo. This was nice in a way that | wished wasn't brother-sister nice. It had been a while since my last

girlfriend, and | missed the intimacy of it. Having this twith Betsy didn't exactly scratch that itch (again,

sister), but it remindedthat it was there.

Betsy groaned and slid her hand up my chest. She looked up at my face and we shared a strange, secret smile.

She tilted her head upwards and for a moment it looked like... "Brandon! Betsy! Chelp with groceries!"

We startled as we heard Mom's voice calling to us from the garage. Betsy and | both jumped up from the couch

like we'd been doing something far more inappropriate than watching a basketball game.

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That night, | took a long shower before going to bed. When | was done drying off, | changed into my usual sleep

clothes -- a pair of flannel pj pants with no shirt -- and slipped under the covers.

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I liked my family. We got on well. My mom was super supportive, and Dad was always helpingout with stuff.

Plus Betsy. She wasn't so bad. Being in an apartment by myself seemed like it would be super lonely.

| was about to switch off my bedroom light and pass out when | heard a soft knock on my door.

"Hey Bear," Betsy said, stepping inside my room.

My cute, brunette sister was wearing all her layers, like before. I've been told | look like her -- sbrown hair

and eyes, slips and nose -- but personally | didn't see it. My sister was adorable. | was a big, awkward lug.

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"So?" Betsy asked, "You're still my heat rock."

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snuggling into me. She rested her

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hand up to my pec. | wrapped my

arm around her back. It was like she

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