Of course, it wasn't that difficult to imagine that her brother already had a lover, if not several. He was an attractive, wealthy criminal without any scruples. London stormed over to the seamless glass shower and set the taps. It was then that she realized the bathroom had no door, which meant Lex could walk right in and see her showering at any moment.
The only door in the room seemed to hide the toilet and urinal. At least there was that ounce of privacy. Shivering, London decided to just hurry it along so maybe she could be done before he even had the chance to spy on her. She quickly peeled out of her bra and panties, leaving them in a heap on the other side of the shower, kind of tucked out of sight. The steam helped her feel a little less exposed, as she climbed in under the hot spray and closed the glass door.
Despite her situation, it was hard not to revel in the amazing water pressure. After saturating her hair and body, she checked out the soap and shampoo selections, noting the definite male and female choices.
Did she really want to smell like Lex's girlfriend? Picking up the fancy bottle that would never be found on a drugstore shelf, London flipped the cap open to smell it and couldn't. With a frown, she removed the lid and saw that it was still sealed underneath with a clear plastic piece.
That was weird, but obviously, it was brand new. Once she removed the plastic, the fragrance greeted her nose and she couldn't help loving it. Damn, his girlfriend had really good taste in scents. Out of curiosity, London chose one of his bottles and found it was already half empty so clicked the cap open and inhaled. It was only a fraction of his overall smell but still had her mouth watering and senses tingling.
"I took the liberty of choosing a scent I liked, but if you don't care for it, you can pick something else and have it delivered."
London froze with her back to the shower door that opened as her brother spoke.
Oh, God. Oh, please don't tell me he is getting into the shower naked right now!
Chapter 4
The door closed again, and she felt him step up behind her. Lex was most definitely naked. His body heat caressed her in a way that could only happen if he weren't wearing any clothes. Slowly, his words leaked into her brain and she frowned at the bottle in her hand.
"You got this for me?" she asked, confused.
He reached around her shoulder and took it from her.
"This and the body wash," he said, as he poured shampoo into his palm. "Who did you think it belonged to?"
Blood rushed to her face. "Whoever the pink robe belongs to," she answered.
When Lex laughed, she wasn't sure why it embarrassed her even more, but it did. Then, he started working the shampoo into her hair and London's body shivered all over, inciting goosebumps and puckering her nipples. She held her arms over her breasts to hide the reaction.
"The robe is yours, London," he said. "As soon as I got word that bastard was dead I knew it was only a matter of time before you showed up. You're too smart to choose the other option. That and I stand by what I said before. You want to be here."
She remained quiet while he finished lathering her hair, but when he turned her around and tilted her head back into the spray, her nerves had words flying out like some kind of self-defense mechanism.
"Why do you have to be so cruel to him even after he's dead?" she demanded.
"Cruel? You think I'm cruel?" he returned, forcing her head back to normal. She blinked through the water that ran over her face. Lex's eyes were blazing with a mixture of desire and anger. "How many times have you gone hungry, or slept in the cold because the power was shut off? How often did you spend all night cleaning his wounds only to have him steal every penny you earned at that roller skating rink?"
London's mouth popped open with surprise.
"Oh, yeah, I knew you worked there," he said. "I've always kept tabs on you, London. Do you know why? Because more than once that fucker you still call daddy, actually wagered you-his own fucking daughter-in a card game and lost. Do you know how much money I have spent paying those debts off just to keep you safe?"
London's mind reeled, her chest tightening. Bile threatened to rise up her throat and make her sick. She'd always feared her father might do something like that but thought if nothing else, at least he'd loved her enough not to. Learning that she'd been wrong, that he had done it, was far more heartbreaking than shocking.
"I beat the ever-living shit out of him with my bare hands the last time and told him if he ever did it again, I'd fucking kill him," Lex continued, fury coating his features and burning in his eyes.
Her heart hurt even more hearing that, and yet it didn't surprise her as much as the rest. Lex's hatred for their father had never been a secret, London had just never understood the cause of it or why it was so bad. She was beginning to get the picture.
"You never said anything," she accused. "Why didn't you tell me?"
"For the same reason why I never just took you away from there," he answered. "I wasn't going to make that choice for you, London. I know that's exactly what you wanted, for me to make that decision so you could feel less guilty, less ashamed of your true desires. But I want you to embrace those things. I want you to be honest with yourself and admit that you want me. And admit that you're glad he's dead."
"No," she whispered, a knee-jerk denial as his words cut her to the bone. The harshness of their honesty. "That's not-"
"Yes, it is true," Lex pressed. "You hated your life and you despised him for not being the father you needed him to be. You hated that he was too weak to choose you over his addiction, that you were left being the responsible adult when you were just a child. You don't have anything to be ashamed of, London. Anyone in the world would feel relieved. But you're never going to be fully free of that life, or him until you can admit it."
The ache of tears hit the back of her throat before the dam broke and they spilled over. She was relieved. It was horrible, but God, she was so fucking relieved that she would never have to spend another second locked in the vicious cycle of her father's addiction. And that was terrible. She was the worst person on the planet for feeling that way.
Lex wrapped his arms around her, letting her sob right into his hard chest. London still held her arms over her breasts, her hands clasped between them, which also kept space between the lower parts of their bodies. She was so afraid to look at him naked, her eyes clamped shut as the tears ran their course.
"You don't have to say the words out loud, baby. Just knowing that you're admitting it to yourself is all I ever wanted for you," he said soothingly, running his hand over her back.
"I'm a horrible person-"
"No, you're not. He was the horrible one, London, not you." Lex insisted.
Sniffling as her tears slowed down, she lifted her head. "Did you call me baby?" she asked.
"You are my baby," Lex said, looking into her eyes. "My baby sister, my lover. The only woman I've ever truly wanted and the only one I could ever possibly love. London, tell me you want me. Tell me you've craved this as much as I have."
"It's wrong, Lex," she whispered, the last restraints of logic weakening too fast. "It's so wrong."
He shook his head once and cupped her face. "No, this is right," he argued and dipped his head to taste her lips. "It's the only thing that's right."
Heat infused London's entire body, as her brother's lips molded to hers and started kissing her with the very hunger she'd seen in his eyes. All of her weak protests crumbled and fell into the abyss, arousal infiltrating every fiber of her being. Lex pried her hands apart and brought her arms to his shoulders just as she yielded and started kissing him back.
With a growling moan, her brother pulled her body into his and his arms tightened around her. His hands slicked over her back and down to cup her ass cheeks in a strong grip. At the same time, his tongue dove into her mouth to find hers and London made a keening sound from the riot of sensations.
It was everything and more than she'd ever been able to imagine. There was an urgency gaining momentum inside of her, a desperate need making her feel antsy. She wrapped her arms around the back of Lex's neck and pressed her breasts into his hard chest. Her sensitive nipples loved the stimulation of his wet skin rubbing against them, and apparently so did her brother.
On a quiet gasp, London broke from their kiss and looked between their bodies when she felt his hard erection pressing into her stomach. Her eyes widened to see the round head of his cock staring up at her, clear liquid leaking from the small hole. Since he wasn't under the spray, she could only assume it was his precum.
London was still a virgin, but she was plenty educated on how things worked thanks to some old porno tapes she'd found in her dad's closet.
Lex's cock looked bigger than she remembered from those films, but that was probably because she was seeing it in person and not on a TV screen. A different kind of anxiety surfaced, fear over how much it was going to hurt when they had sex.
Her brother grabbed her wrist and guided her hand to his cock. London carefully wrapped her fingers around his girth and inhaled sharply to feel it pulsing against her palm.
"God, that feels good, London." Lex moaned. "Stroke me, baby, and I'll get even bigger for you."
"Lex, I don't think I can handle how big it is now," she rushed out, surprised by his words.
He grabbed her hand and started moving it up and down his shaft, his mouth pressing into her hairline. "You can and you're going to love it when it's as big as it can get," he insisted. "And I should warn you, I have a freakishly fast recovery time."
"I-I don't know what that means," she stammered.
Lex paused and leaned back to look at her, taking in her wide eyes, red cheeks, and gaping mouth. "London, are you still a virgin?"
Chapter 5
Swallowing her embarrassment, she nodded. She wouldn't have thought it possible, but the intensity of her brother's lust increased and his cock swelled in her hand. Lex seemed a little dazed, as his eyes slowly traced over her body.
"My sister, untouched," he said quietly to himself before refocusing on her. "That means you're probably not on birth control, are you?"
"Oh. No," she answered, realizing she hadn't even thought about that.
Lex cupped her face and recaptured her mouth, kissing her even more passionately than before. London was swiftly pulled back under the waves of desire, especially when her brother slicked his hands between them to cover her breasts and started kneading them slowly. His thumbs brushed over her nipples after every squeeze, revving her body up.
Pressing her into the wall, Lex kissed over her jaw to the side of her neck, and London started panting from the delightful sensations his mouth and facial hair brought to her sensitive skin. He kissed a path down to her breasts, cupping his hands under them to lift her nipples for his mouth. As soon as he started sucking and flicking the tip of his tongue over the hard peaks, London's body began moving. She slid up and down the wall, as each suckle and lick sent a jolt of pleasure right to her clit.
"Oh, God, oh, Lex, that feels so good. I don't even know how you're doing that."
She moaned and sighed wantonly, her fingers digging into his hair and holding. Then he moved one of his hands between her legs to cup her pussy, and she cried out. Lex worked his fingers through her folds, finding and smearing all of the cream that had started leaking out.
"Ho! Yes!" London expelled when his thumb found her clit and started rubbing it in perfect circles.
It felt a million times better than when she touched herself. She couldn't believe the pleasure he was able to make her feel with so little effort. His mouth sucked harder at her nipple and then he pushed his finger into her pussy and London thought her body was going to burst into flames. She'd never felt so hot in her life.
It felt like every incestuous thought and desire she'd ever had about him was all coming together as one, potent sensation.
As the pressure of a mounting climax built rapidly in her pussy, London couldn't care about a single thing other than getting off. The apocalypse could have started that very instant and she would still be pumping her hips against her brother's hand like a bitch in heat. When her climax struck, she shot up the wall from the force of it, her cries echoing off the stone and glass.
"Beautiful," Lex said, tweaking her nipple between his finger and thumb. "I always knew you would look this beautiful in pleasure, London."
He started kissing her again and pulled her leg up to hook around his thigh while continuing to pet his fingers over her pussy. Still floating in the bliss of her orgasm, London wasn't aware of his intentions until she felt the head of his cock probing at the mouth of her sex.
"Oh," she said on a breathless sigh. Then he started pushing inside of her and the pleasure turned to pain. "Oh, oh, Lex, wait."
"Just breathe and relax your body, baby, this is going to hurt for a minute," he coaxed, as he continued pushing inside. "Then it's going to feel better than anything you've ever felt in your life."
"B-but it hurts," she stammered, her nerves and concern starting to rise again.
"Trust me, London. There's no way to avoid the pain. It's best to get through it as fast as possible so it will start feeling better, okay?"
Taking a few breaths, she noticed that already the pain had lessened somewhat. "Okay."
Lex fondled her breast to get her relaxed again before he pushed into her a little further. London's breath sucked in, the ache and pleasure combining. She felt her juices flowing and that aided in the process. When he finally got the head of his cock fully inserted, her legs started trembling.
London was caught on the edge between wanting more and wanting to stop. Lex's fingers softly plucked at her nipples, taking turns between them and sending shivers of lust through her. He was already breathing a little heavier, his muscles tense as he strained against the stretching of her pussy.
"God, baby, I've never felt such a tight pussy before." He moaned. "My beautiful sister, so fucking perfect in every way. I've wanted this for so long."
She couldn't respond because he rocked forward a little harder and slid in a good inch further, causing her to cry out from the burning pain of being so stretched. "You're too big, Lex!"
"I am big, and you're going to love that fact very soon," he grunted. "I'm close to your hymen, London, that will be the worst of the pain and then it will be all over, okay? Just hold on a little longer."
All she could do was whimper because her body was burning up with just as much need as it was tense with pain. Then her brother reclaimed her mouth and kissed her so passionately, all of her muscles melted back into pliancy. He was still kissing her when he started moving in and out of her. It ached at first, but then it started feeling good. Like, really good.
"Lex, I need more," she panted, the pressure building somewhere deeper in her pussy where he wasn't touching yet.
"Good because I can't hold back anymore," he replied.
Anchoring his hand on her hip, Lex pulled back again, then plunged into her so hard it tore right through her hymen and triggered her climax simultaneously. There was pain, but it was quickly overwhelmed by the pleasure, turning her outcry into a bellow of ecstasy.
"Fuck yes!" Lex growled and lifted her other leg to wrap her around his waist, so he could plow into her the rest of the way.
Just as he promised, the worst of the pain had already passed. There was more aching with the new stretching, but even that felt good in a strange way. It was all London could do to wrap her arms around Lex's neck and hold on for dear life, as he fucked her like a crazed animal against the wall. She tried to match him, meeting his thrusts because it hurt so good it was driving her right into another mind-blowing orgasm, but he was just too wild.
"Fuck, London, I'm going to come," he ground out between his teeth. Jerking his head back he grabbed her throat and peered right into her eyes. "Look at me, Look."
With another grunt, he pushed into her and held, his expression becoming pure pleasure, as she felt his cock throb with the streams of hot cum shooting against her cervix. It gave her a mild orgasm that felt more like tremors or aftershocks, spreading through her.
Lex's breathing was labored, yet he still held her in place as his cock twitched and spurted a little more cum into her. His brows creased with the last dose, then his face completely relaxed. Sliding his hand up to cup her face he leaned his forehead against hers.
"My sister, tell me, how does it feel losing your virginity to your brother?" he asked with a wicked grin.
The shame rose in her, there was no denying it, but she couldn't cling to it the way she used to. There was no ignoring the fact that she'd just willingly fucked her flesh and blood brother, that she was guilty of incest, and knew she was going to do it again.
"Are you trying to ruin the moment?" she asked, a little bitter.
"No, I'm trying to get you to enjoy it as much as I do," he answered, nipping at her lips, seducing her back into a kiss. "It's so fucking hot, London. And I really hope I just got you pregnant. Just the possibility of it makes me wish I had a whole truckload of sperm to give you all at once."
London gasped, as that thought had her panicking. "Lex, we can't-"
"Oh, we can and we're going to," he vowed. "You're going to be my wife and the mother of my children. You could have chosen differently, but you didn't. You wanted me and now I'm the only man you're ever going to have."
Chapter 6
London stood in front of the mirror and stared at her reflection. What had she done? Not only had she fucked her brother, but she'd been reckless to do it without any kind of protection. And it wasn't like she could claim it had slipped her mind when Lex had pointed out her lack of birth control right beforehand.
Her eyes shifted to him when he stepped up behind her. He'd already washed and dried every inch of her body, her once straightened hair now completely wavy as it continued to dry.
Lex picked her up in his arms and carried her into the bedroom. He laid her out on the bed and she didn't miss the fact that his cock was already hard and ready to go again. His hands slid over her, smoothing over her belly and up to her breasts.
"What if there's something wrong with it?" she asked quietly. "The baby? If there's a baby...oh, God, Lex, our children will be inbred, how can we do that?"
Her brother sighed and groped her breast, kissing her on the cheek. "Every couple takes a chance of having something wrong with their baby, London. There's only a slight increase of risk between relatives, it's not the horrific guarantee society has let people believe for centuries. That was hyped up to dissuade incest, it wasn't based on factual statistics."
She frowned up at him. "Are you sure?"
"Positive," he said. "You can research it all you like. The human race would've gone extinct before it even got started if all children born of incest had health problems. Do you really think cavemen were keeping it outside of the gene pool?"
She'd never actually given that much thought, but it would stand to reason there was a lot more incest going on in the beginnings of the human race than modern times.
"It's when there's too much inbreeding that the problems start showing up. Inbred children having children together. In other words, our children probably shouldn't follow in their parents' footsteps."
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