I didn't want to be bothered removing my condom- or moving, really- but didn't end up having a choice in the matter. Lucy coughed, the sound jolting me to my feet. Jess automatically started sitting up, but I gently pushed her back down. She was probably sore, and worn out.

"Don't worry. I got it" she sank back down onto the bed, sighing as she rolled into her front. Yanking the condom off, I quickly knotted it and pulled my jeans on. I didn't have time to wash my hands, instead squirting some alcohol gel on my hands as I passed the bathroom. Lucy watched me enter, letting me don some gloves and suction her. It wasn't a bad cough, so there wasn't much to suction out. She gurgled, comfortable again, and went back to sleep quickly.

I laughed quietly, suddenly overwhelmed with how much I loved her. She was just so sweet and innocent, completely unaware of what evil existed in the world. Just as perfect as her mother, I thought. Even if in a different way, she was just like her mother. I resisted the urge to stroke her hair, still wearing the gloves. It would pull at her hair, too rubbery and clingy. Quietly pulling the gloves off- mentally reminding myself that we needed some large ones- I dropped them in the bin in the way out.

Returning to my room, I found Jess in the exact same position. She's exhausted. I wasn't surprised, not after how long she had resisted climaxing. I let my eyes roam over her bare body, feasting on the display. She was gorgeous. So damn beautiful.

Taking note of the red mark on her ass- which was oddly a turn on, knowing my mark was on her- and the smaller red marks on her hips, I noted she look fine everywhere else. Her labia, on display and quickly making me hard, was red and swolllen. She would be sore in the morning. I shouldn't have been so rough with her, even if she begged me for it.

Losing my jeans, I pulled some pajama bottoms on and returned to Jess. She was- like me- still covered in sweat, liquids drying between her legs. Slipping into the bathroom, I found a couple of flannels and put them under some warm water.

Cleaning myself up quickly, I tossed my used one in the laundry and silently returned to Jess. Making sure it was still warm, I pressed the damp cloth against her vagina and cleaned her gently. She stirred, rolling onto her back and blinking up at me. She looked so adorable in that moment, an indent already forming on her cheek, from the folded comforter.

"Lucy?" I grinned, wiping her clean. That was always the first thing in her mind, her daughter. I frowned when I found a little trickle of blood, guilt filling me. She was bleeding because of me. She hadn't had anything longer than fingers, aside from a possible pap-smear, inside her since giving birth to Lucy. I should have eased her into it.

That was the shitty part about having a big dick. Tight women, and women who hadn't been with a man for a while, couldn't always take me. Not all the way in, at least. They needed stretching first.

"She's fine. Asleep again" Jess smiled, a sleepy smile full of love for her daughter. I wished she would smile like that for me. Her eyes followed my gaze, a dainty hand curling around my wrist.

"Don't worry. I'm fine. A little spotting's worth it" I sighed, scrunching the cloth in my hand and leaning foreward to kiss her. Gently teasing her mouth, I forced myself to pull away. She would get cold soon, still completely nude. She wasn't as shy as I expected, a bonus for me.

Straightening, I grabbed a shirt from my drawers and handed it to her. Leaving her with the task of pulling a shirt on, I went back to the laundry to get rid of the flannel, stopping at Jess's room to pull the bed covers back. Going to my own, I found Jess finger combing her hair, attempting to get the tangles out. Her legs were stretched out in front of her, making me want to grab them and ram inside her all over again.

"You look so sexy right now. In my shirt. Hair mussed" my murmer was met by a grin, then a laugh of surprise as I lifted her into my arms. I stopped, letting her grab the baby monitor, before taking her to her bed. She grinned up at me, sighing when her head met the pillow. Then she groaned, obviously realising something.

"What time is it?" I glanced at the clock, smugness filling me.

"Almost ten" it had been a few hours. I had never been one to end quickly, able to last. The only downfall was that usually was it. I was practically asleep before round two could begin.

"Jesus. Thank god for stamina. I'll have to give her some meds in a minute" I chuckled, pulling the covers over her. Her legs were still taunting me, my dick already semi hard. I could probably go another quick round, but Jess wouldn't.

"What does she need?" I tried not to be hurt when she hesitated, ignoring the little pang in my chest. She just wasn't used to having someone else doing anything. Yeah, that's it. I was just being stupid, too paranoid.

"Just check the chart, everything's there" I nodded, kissing her forehead. I went to the said chart, easily memorising what she needed.

"Where's the key? For the box? I'll grab it and give it to her" she didn't hesitate this time, gesturing to the table beside her bed. I lifted the book sitting there, finding a small silver key beneath. Taking Lucy's monitor with me, I went to the kitchen and pulled the box from the fridge. Donning gloves, I grabbed a couple of syringes to draw the medication up. Leaving the kitchen clean and the box locked, I went back down the hall.

I showed Jess the syringes, letting her make sure I hadn't messed up or anything- even if I was a nurse. Lucy didn't stir when I pushed the liquid down her tube, sleeping peacefully, even when I flushed it through with a some water. I chucked the empty syringes in the bin, climbing into bed with a groan of contentment. Jess watched me, chewing at her lip. Kissing her, I pulled her on top of me, exactly where I liked her. She let me, sprawling across my body and getting comfortable.

Slinging an arm over her waist, I glanced at the bedside table. Her phone was there, so she wouldn't miss the alarm. I knew now would be a good time to discuss our relationship, to discuss us, but I didn't say anything. She's too sleepy, was my excuse. I was just a coward, too worried she would tell me this wasn't happening again- that she didn't feel that way about me.

Instead, I tangled one of my hands in her hair and used the other to make sure the blankets were completely covering her. I didn't want her getting cold. Slipping my arm back beneath the covers, I slid it under my shirt and rested my palm against her bare skin, delighting in the feel of her. She sighed, drifting off to sleep. I followed her, satisfied. It was a good night, made even better when I remembered I didn't have work the following day. I would have the day with Jess and Lucy, the ingredients for a perfect day. A perfect life, more like it.

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I could smell bacon cooking somewhere, drawing me out of bed. Jess was gone, Lucy also missing from her cot. They were in the kitchen, dancing to music while Jess cooked. Seeing me, she threw a saucy grin over her shoulder. A new song came on, distracting her. Lucy waved her arms, squealing when Jess started shaking her ass. The sight went straight to my groin, reminding me of the previous night. At least she isn't too sore.

"You're trying to kill me" sidling up behind her, I rested my hands on her hips and joined her. She laughed, letting me pull her ass against my front. She kept swaying her hips, turning the bacon over. Kissing her neck, I hummed my appreciation.

"Are you wearing anything under that shirt?" My shirt. Letting one hand smooth over her side, I clicked my tongue at her. I couldn't feel any underwear, kissing her shoulder gently. My dirty girl. I could slip a finger inside her right now, no problem.

"No knickers? What a naughty girl" maybe I could spank her later. She seemed to like it last night.

"What about you? Are you wearing your panties this morning?" I laughed, shaking my head. I was going commando, and she knew it.

"Touché" kissing her neck again, I didn't realise when the front door opened. It wasn't until Marie spoke that I actually noticed her.

"I'm sure Lucy doesn't need to see that" we sprung apart, faces quickly reddening. Marie didn't look angry, at least. No, she looked like she absolutely loving this. This was exactly what she wanted. Just like the cat who got the Canary, and some cream on the side.

"I... It's not what it looks like... We..." Jess shut up, at a loss for words. Marie waved her off, a wide grin filling her face. Oh yeah, she's happy, I thought. She probably planned this, hoping Jess and I would get together. Sneaky devil, always plotting something.

"So I can assume you guys slept together?" Always to the point, no matter the situation. I loved my sister, but she could be a pest sometimes. I was going to tell her to mind her own business, but Jess has other ideas.

"Yes..." Marie nodded, grinning. Something clicked in her eyes, those cogs turning over double time.

"But you did it earlier, too. Didn't you? This doesn't look like the awkward morning after" she bumped Jess aside, taking over the bacon. She could interrogate and cook at the same time, no doubt.

"Yeah. The other day-" I pulled Jess closer, leaving a hand on her hip.

"Marie. Our sex life... It isn't your business. I'm your freaking brother"

"I know. You could have just given me some heads up. What if you don't make it to the bedroom? And I just come on in and find you going at it? Jesus. I would have nightmares for weeks. Years of counselling would be needed!" I laughed, shaking my head. It was certainly an image to behold.

"Fair enough. Okay... Other topics. How's Ayden? He still willing to marry you?" I skipped out of the way, barely missing her foot. Those heels would leave a scar.

"Yes. Still got him in my claws. You guys can go get dressed or something. I got this" we did as she suggested, quietly going down the hall. As soon as we were out of sight, I grabbed Jess, pressing her against the wall. Kissing her roughly, I resisted the urge to pick her up, forcing myself to break away and continue down the hall. She eventually laughed, muttering to herself and getting dressed as well. I was disappointed when I found that she had taken her clothes off my floor, as well as when she emerged in a new outfit. I liked seeing her in my clothes.

We ate breakfast, talking about random topics. Hearing the mail man's bike, Jess jumped up and grabbed Lucy's chair. Lucy loved getting the mail, especially if she could see the bright yellow guy on the bike. They disappeared, returning with a grinning Lucy. A couple of the letters were for me, bills probably.

I watched Jess, seeing her brow crease. She opened an envelope and silently read it. Marie was watching her too, so attuned to her best friends little tics. It wasn't until Jess went white that I started worrying.

"No. No. No. No" she was shaking her head, horror on her face. I went to her side, kneeling by her.

"Jess? Talk to us, babe" Marie waited for a response, throwing a worried glance at me. There was something very wrong here, we both knew it. I put a hand in her thigh, surprised to feel her shaking.

"Jess? Sweetheart? What's wrong?" she closed her eyes, shutting them so tightly I wondered if she was trying to block the letter from her memory.

"It's a lawyer. Lucy's father... He wants custody. He's taking me to court"