"I love you, too."

Beth rolled over, kissing Brian and sliding on top of him. His hands slipped under his own shirt that she was wearing, running up her bare back in the way she loved.
"I'm so-"
"Shut up." She just kissed him and kissed him while his hands found all the parts of her that he loved.

Before long, she had shed the panties and the shirt was open. Brian was exploring her chest with one hand while gripping the back of her neck with the other. She rocked and rode his cock, enjoying her fiancee despite the whirlpool of conflicting emotions inside her.
Eventually, Brian flipped her over, putting her knees back and leaning in to kiss her while he probed at her slit with his cock.
"Fuck me, Brian." She said it with more desire than love, and Brian didn't disappoint. He fucked her hard: so hard that she couldn't moderate her shouts when he made her cum. Sorry, Kyle...

A few minutes after her orgasm, Brian began to breathe the heavy, grunting breaths she knew well.
"Fill me..." she locked her ankles around his hips, and he obliged her, burying his seed deep in her while his kissed her. Afterward, she made a quick trip to the bathroom to clean up, and returned to find Brian already snoring. She shook her head. Well, I wasn't really expecting round two. She climbed into bed and pulled his arm around her, which he sleepily allowed, and tried to fall asleep. How could you do that to your brother?
It was a long time ago...
She drifted away while still fighting with herself over it.