It didn't take much for Andrew to get aroused when he was in the company of his sister. When she turned her upper body towards him and kissed him, he was hard in an instant.<br/><br/>"Mm," he moaned. "I'm so happy that you're here tonight."<br/><br/>He leaned forward, his lips touching hers, and as his hand massaged her breast, he slipped his tongue into her mouth for a soul searching French kiss. In that instant, all his thoughts, worries, and fears melted away like snow before the sun. His hand moved from her breast to her neck, his fingertips caressing her skin, tracing a random a pattern, sometimes massaging, sometimes tickling her.<br/><br/>Andrew shifted his body, allowing him to lay on his back while letting his sister's body rest on top of him as he continued to kiss her, now caressing her back with his hands.<br/><br/>After he broke the kiss, he whispered with a broken voice, "I love you so much, Nikki. You're the best thing that has ever happened to me. I don't know how I could have managed without you."<br/><br/>Andrew couldn't bear to bring up the memory of their deceased parents, not at a time like this when he didn't want to ruin the moment. Still, every word he whispered held a biblical truth to it. Without her support his life and the lives of their other siblings would have turned out very different.<br/><br/>He stroked her cheek, pushing a strain of hair out of her face while he looked deep into her big brown eyes.