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Lacey's P.O.V.

He told me he loved me. I knew brothers and sisters weren't meant to be together like that, but I couldn't help it. He was so perfect. Blue eyes, blond hair, the perfect cliché boyfriend! Even if he was my brother.
But when business came around, my joking little Seth? Hey, he was serious. I understood when he told me we were over, when he told me business came first and it was nothing personal, but I still hurt. I still ran. I regret that choice.

I found his address by talking to a few old friends. Maybe bribing them with a few blowjobs. It wasn't easy, but it wasn't hard, either. And it's so worth it.
Looking at him now, I fall in love all over again. He's just over 6', well toned with tanned skin and muscles than don't bulge, but that aren't hard to miss either. His eyes are a blue-green, the green in them is sharp and sparkles in a way I never even saw before. His lashes are femininely long, but that just looks so sexy. His lips are a soft pink against his peach skin and his cock is pushing at his jeans and oh my god, I need him in me.

Before he can even say anything I'm on top of him, pushing him down and kissing that perfect mouth, winding my tongue around his, exploring his mouth desperately, hands tearing at his clothes. He's not any less enthusiastic-my top is off in seconds and my bra off in record time. Before I can even register than his face is pressed against my chest, he's sucking on an erect nipple and it's bliss, it's fuckin' bliss. Relief. Release.

'Damn, I missed you,' I mumble against his lips, and he smirks, hands winding down my stomach in to my jeans, in to my panties, touching-oh god, touching the way only he can, finger slowly entering me and turning, hooking, pumping hard, quick. This isn't love, this is hard, senseless fuck and I love it. It's what we humans are made for, this selfish one night stand, and me and Seth? We're naturals, baby!

'I want you inside me,' I breathe, voice harsher than it had been a second ago. Seth smirks, murmuring 'where inside you?' but he doesn't fool around with me. Unzips his tight jeans and tugs them down. I smirk. Half of that perfect penis [see, and this is why I should ace my English exams] is showing through the boxers, glistening with pre-cum. Damn. He's grown there, too. What is he, nine inches?! I feel a slither of doubt.
How will he fit?

Five seconds later I'm moaning. He's pounding in to me hard and fast, the pain's gone already and replaced by this amazing pleasure, pulsing through me everywhere. My fingers are tangled in his messy hair, his are twisting my nipples viciously but it's amazing, it's so amazing.
A sudden warm feeling spreads through me and I clench hard around his cock. He explodes, then, cum seeping in to me, through me.
It feels amazing.

He holds me afterwards, murmurs nonsense in my ear and I whisper bird tales back. We lie there, insane grins on our faces until dawn where I stand slowly, the dreaded pregnancy test in my hand. I do this everytime we forget a condom and it's never been positive but there's a first time for everything-and oh my god, it's positive. I'm a mama, I'm a mama of Seth's baby and suddenly that sounds so wrong. I glance at my brother, drool pooling around his chin, and I'm disgusted.

I run.
We'e done.

Seth's P.O.V.

She was gone in the morning.