Twinsequences Ivy (Twisted Twin #2)(24)



“Ivy, please. Let Willow go. It’s me you want. I’m giving myself to you. I’ll be the dad my kids need. We’ll be a family. You know it’s your dream.”

Stoshua was right. Him being a part of my life would be my first choice, but I didn’t know if I could trust him. “You’ll make love to me, right here in this van, in front of my sister?”

“What? No! Absolutely not!” Willow announced furiously.

“Yes,” Stoshua corrected. “I’ll do it. I’ll do it if you promise to let Willow go. I’ll do whatever you want.”

“How noble,” I added sarcasm to my voice. Even when breaking her heart he was still looking out for her best interest. It made me want to hurl. I wondered if he’d ever be able to put this past him enough to love me that way? Would he love me at all? Did he have residual feelings pent up for me inside him? Could this work?

“Ivy, I’m serious. Untie my hands and let me prove it to you.” While Stoshua pleaded for freedom, my sister sank down and started bawling. Either ending was torture. She’d suffer greatly if I let her live, knowing I’d taken everything away from her. If I sank the van with her in it, she’d die quickly, her last thoughts of her family. Either way was a win-win for me. I wanted her to suffer to the extent of wishing she was dead anyway. She deserved nothing, especially sympathy.

“I’m not going to untie your hands. You’ll have to prove it to me while still being tied up. It’s not like we haven’t had fun before in this same position. Do you remember the time we saw that one movie, and you couldn’t make it home before attacking me? We f*cked in the back of your car and I used my hairband to tie your arms behind your back. The windows fogged up, and you came twice before you’d let me off you.”

He cleared his throat. “I remember. I’ve never had a night like that again. We were so hot for each other. I remember you wore that red dress, it was cut low in the front and you let me cop a feel in the theater. I fingered you with people sitting beside us, unknowing what was even going on. You had me so worked up I couldn’t make it home. I had to have you. I remember it like it was yesterday. Let Willow go, and I’ll prove it to you.”

“No. You’ll prove it to me first, with her as our audience. I want her to see how I can still turn you on. I want her to see the way I make you come.”

Willow turned her head in disgust. I cackled and climbed in the backseat, straddling over Stoshua, with her next to us, still tied up. “Is this how you want me, baby?” I asked.

His hands were still tied behind his back. “Don’t you want to feel me touching you?”

I did, but not while I was trying to figure out whether he was bluffing. “Not yet. Let me do all the work this time.”

“Stosh, please,” Willow begged. “Don’t do this. She’s not going to believe you. She’s only doing it to hurt me more. You’re wasting your time, and killing me in the process.”

“It has to be this way, Will. Ivy’s right. She deserves to be happy. We did this to her. Let me fix it. I’ll take care of our babies. I’ll make sure they want for nothing. I won’t let anyone hurt them. We talked about this, remember? We said if this ever happened again we’d make these kind of sacrifices for our children. I don’t want to hurt you, but if we don’t step outside of the box, we’re both goners. I can’t live with that. I can’t die knowing one of us wasn’t there for our kids. This is our only option.”

“Please, I’m telling you not to do this. For me. Don’t be with her. Don’t stoop to her sick level. She’s not going to let me go, babe.”

He shook his head and looked at me, ignoring his wife. “You’re going to have to do the work, since I don’t have hands. I suggest you tape her mouth back shut, or else I’ll have a hard time staying focused. Maybe we could hop in the front, so she’s not staring us down.”

“No,” I insisted. “I want her to see everything.” I located the tape from the center console and did as Stoshua requested, placing a large piece over my sister’s mouth so we couldn’t hear her trying to talk him out of it. She swung her head trying to avoid it from being done. “No! Please, Stosh. I’ll never forgive you for this. You’re ruining our lives. I didn’t agree to this.”

“Too late.” I noted after the tape sealed around her pouty lips. “Now, where were we?” I paused and climbed back on top of Stoshua, unzipping his trousers as I did so. “Oh yeah. You were about to prove your devotion to our future.”

I placed my hand down his pants and went through the hole in his boxers. His limp penis gave me the impression he wasn’t in the game, but to give him the benefit of the doubt, I started playing with it, then leaned in for a kiss.

For just a second he seemed to withdraw, but just as I backed up and prepared to tell him his life was going to end, he surprised me. He let his tongue flick over my lip, persuading me to try again. Our first kiss was deep, and every part of me responded. I lifted my shirt, revealing only a small bra. Stoshua always liked playing around with my small breasts, so I brought them up to his mouth. He bit down on the fabric, pulling it to the side.

My sister was sobbing, making it difficult for either of us to ignore her. I grimaced and looked in her direction, while her precious husband gave himself to me. “You’ve been replaced so easily. Maybe it’s because he was always mine to begin with. I took his virginity, and that’s something you’ll never be able to get back.”

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