Twinsequences (Twisted Twin #1)(33)
Author: Jennifer Foor

I walked up to him and grabbed his arms. He was reluctant at first. “He’s just hurt. It will pass. I’m sure he feels used and betrayed.”

“You better hope that’s all this is. I hardly think that leaving someone a threatening note is harmless.” He had a point, but I wasn’t about to admit it. This plan had to work. We couldn’t risk having someone come into the picture and spoiling it all.

Stosh looked around the empty parking lot. “We need to get out of here.”

The ride home lacked any kind of romance, as Stosh continued freaking out in various ways. He was a kind man that had been done wrong too many times. It made it obvious that he didn’t want anything coming in the way of us being together. I couldn’t blame him for that.

When lies have kept you apart, there is little room to feel confidant about things working out, when conflict comes into play. I got why he was worried, I just chose to stay on task and ignore it.

When we got home, we had to check on Ivy. Feeding her was going to be a task, but I couldn’t just let her starve. We’d stopped at a fast food place and got enough food to feed all three of us.

Once we got her food all set out, Stosh brought her out into the living room, while still keeping her hands bound together. There was no way I was just going to let her sit with us any other way. I removed the gag. “So help me God, if you scream this goes back on and you don’t eat. Got it?”

She nodded.

I removed the gag and watched her move her jaw around. She looked over at Stosh, but avoided eye contact with me. “What are you planning on doing?”

I grabbed her jaw and turned her head in my direction. “You ask me the questions.”

She rolled her eyes. “Fine! What the hell are you doing, Willow? You can’t do something like this. You aren’t wired for revenge.”

I shoved fries into her mouth. “It’s amazing how much pent up anger can do for one’s soul, my dear sister. I’m not the sister you once thought I was. The new me won’t stop until you have nothing left to live for.”

“Are you going to kill me?” She seemed afraid.

“I haven’t decided.” I looked over and saw Stosh trying not to laugh. He knew I could never do something that horrible.

“Willow…Will, please. I’ll walk away. I’ll let you have him.”

I smacked her in the face. “You’ll let me? Are you f**king serious? Dear sister, he was never yours to give. He was always mine. You were just the consolation when he thought he could never have the real thing.” She looked over at Stosh and he said nothing. She knew it was the truth. I watched her begin to sob. “Awe, what’s wrong? Does that hurt your feelings?”

“Please stop!”

I’d taken enough psychology classes to know that someone like my sister couldn’t take this kind of mental torture. In fact, it had been that same kind of torment that left her the way she was. This was just a small part of my plan to destroy her. “How does it feel?”

She cried harder. “Please, Willow.”

“Don’t beg me. You will get no remorse from me. You stripped me of so much. There will never be forgiveness from me. I hate the person that you’ve become. I hate that I loved you so much, but you didn’t give a damn about me. I never did shit to you, Ivy.”

“You don’t understand.”

Her sobbing was exhausting me. I threw my trash in the bag and stood up. While looking at my sister, I leaned down and kissed Stosh. “After you put away the trash, meet me in the shower. There’s this spot on my back that I can’t reach. It feels so good when you do it.”

I headed into the bedroom with a smile on my face, but I didn’t close the door; not when I could hear her pleading with him.

“Stosh, please don’t do this. You know I love you. Can’t you see she is the evil one? All I ever wanted to do was be with you. I just wanted you to love me.”

I couldn’t see them or what they were doing.

“Ivy, you don’t know how to love.”

“That’s not true.”

“You got with me to spite your sister. You told me we were going to make her jealous so that she would want to date me. Now look at what’s happened. How can you sit there and say you loved me? Everything you do is some ploy to get what you want.” He was getting frustrated. I could hear it in his voice.

“You’re wrong. We fell in love. You know it’s true.”

“Just like the way you fell in love with Rafe?”

It got very quiet.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Was she really going to play that card? I was about to go out there and bitch slap her.

“Spare me the act, Ivy. I ran into your boyfriend today. He approached Willow and wanted to know when they were going to run off together.”

“Maybe he’s with Willow?”

Seriously? She was going to play that game?

“I was having you followed, you lying bitch! I knew all about him.”

I wished I was in the room to see the look on her face. I knew it was priceless.

“Stosh…I.”

“Save it, Ivy! Finish eating and I’ll be back to check on you. I can’t even look at you without feeling sick to my stomach.” I was so caught up that I didn’t have time to move away from the door before he came walking in. I felt embarrassed about it, but he smiled and kissed me, making it a little less awkward.

She was yelling from the living room. “How do I eat with no hands?”

“Figure it out!” He responded as he started tugging on the bottom of my shirt. I moved my head to the side as his mouth found it’s way to the base of my neck. He whispered in my ear, “I want more.”

My body became hot and a fire had ignited between my legs. I lifted one, letting my knee rub against his inner thigh. He pushed me down on the bed and fell on top of me, smothering me with hot, wet kisses. I felt his hands pushing up my shirt and lifted my bra so that my br**sts could fall out of the bottom. He licked one of my ni**les, then went and did the same to the other side. His tongue flicked against it, making it wet and slippery when he tried to pinch it.

I arched my back and reached down the front of his pants. When I felt the smooth skin of his c**k against my fingers, I knew I found what I was looking for. My hand wrapped around his shaft and I began stroking him. Our kisses became more aggressive with every one of my strokes.

I couldn’t believe he wanted me again, so soon, but I wasn’t going to argue. I pulled my hand out and began unbuttoning his pants so that I could get them off. He ran his hand up my shorts and slid my underwear to the side. I felt him rubbing on my lips and then separating them. I was still wet from our encounter just a short time ago. That was the whole purpose of the shower. Still, I couldn’t deny what we both wanted. I needed him inside of me and he needed to be there, too.