He does

Sophie stood there in his arms for what seemed like an eternity, her heart beating fast, his warm body pressed to hers. She wanted to wrap herself inside of him and become his, feel his arms crush the breath out of her. It was summer, broad daylight in a London street but, right there and then she wanted him.

_Kiss me, _she begged, in her head, in among these tangled thoughts.

Yet still he made no move. Lest it get awkward, although, to be honest, she could have stood like that all afternoon, Sophie eventually pulled away gently. Tilting her head up towards his, since he was almost a foot taller, she faced into his eyes, knowing full well how cute this pose was. She had used it to good effect on men before. It would have been so easy to kiss. To step across the invisible line.

Connor held her, his breath caught in his chest as he felt her slender form against his, felt the heat of her body through their clothes as he looked down at her. God, she's cute like that, he marveled as she leaved back slightly, her head tilting up towards him. Like she wants to be kissed, Connor noted, no longer caring how public they were, how crowded the street around them was. Nothing else mattered to him right then, not the crowded sidewalk, the bustling traffic, not even the fact that she was his sister... the only thing Connor could think of was the feel of her in his arms and how badly he wanted to feel her lips against his. He moved without being conscious of it, his primal instinct, his desire taking over, causing his head to bend down, his mouth brushing softly against hers, tentatively at first but with growing confidence as he feels her respond to his kiss.

Sophie let out a soft gasp as her brother's lips met hers, her body tensing in shock for a few heartbeats as she wondered if this was really happening, if after all those years of fantasizing about him, Connor was finally hers. She kissed him back, gently at first, tenderly, but then as the kiss lengthened, as he hugged her tighter, the kiss grew more passionate, more demanding. Sophie knew she was snogging her brother in the middle of the street, knew there were probably people pausing and gaping at this passionate display, but she didn't care. This was what she'd wanted all those years and now, now she was going to have it.

Connor was shocked at the ferocity of Sophie's kiss, the raw passion in her mouth as she kissed him, the illicit nature of this act adding to his desire, his boldness as his mouth opened, his tongue meeting hers in a tangled lustful dance. His hand slid down her back, onto her delightfully rounded bum, his fingers spreading wide, squeezing her ass hard as he pressed himself against her, letting her feel the hardness of his desire against her stomach.

"We... we should...shouldn't we..." Sophie gasped as she pulled her mouth off his, her breath coming in short hard gasps, her eyes wide and shining with shocked excitement, her cheeks flushed.

"We should go to my place," Connor insisted gently, still holding her tight, **** to let her out of his embrace, as if afraid that if he released her everything would revert back to the way it was, that they'd fall back into their normal pattern as if that kiss never happened.