Twinsequences (A Twisted Twin Series)

by Foor, Jennifer

  I grabbed the book and tossed it across the room. “What diary?” I pulled my shirt over my head and watched him do the same. It had only been a couple hours ago that he had me naked. I wanted to be that way again.

  This time, we didn’t take our time.

  I’d waited close to five years to feel his naked body against mine. Nothing was going to keep us from being together. Clothes flew around the room as they were ripped off of our bodies. Our kissing intensified the more naked we became. We rolled around the bed, like we were wresting. His sculpted body felt smooth under the palms of my hands. His ass was a masterpiece to hold. It was both muscular and soft at the same time.

  The more I touched, the less I needed to know. I was memorizing every inch of his body like it was a textbook.

  He held my hair back with his hand and pulled me forward. I fell on the bed on top of him, while never taking a break from his hot kisses. His tongue was like a drug. The more it teased me the more I craved. I couldn’t get enough of him touching me, watching me, seducing me.

  He let go of my hair and put both hands on my ass. With slow movements, he started guiding my ass to grind over top of him. We both made sounds as the friction turned us on even more.

  I sat up, letting my natural breasts free for him to see. I ran my hands into my hair as I rocked back and forth. He held my hips and slowed my pace. “I’ve waited a long time for this. I’m not about to go fast with you, Willow. I want this to last all night. I want you to think about being with me every time we’re apart. I want you to need me, like I’ve needed you.”

  He didn’t know how much I already needed him. I became his puppet and he was my master. He was in control and I wasn’t afraid. I knew I was going to love it, because I already loved him.

  When Stosh picked me up and carried me top-‐side, I wasn’t sure what he was thinking. He sat me back down, on the blanket where we’d been sitting before. The night sky was the only light out on the dark sea.

  Stosh kneeled down in front of me, taking my hand and kissing his way up one of my arms. I watched his every move, making sure that I held every single kiss in the most sacred part of my memory. This was real and it was happening. I no longer had to lay in my bed and imagine being with him. I was experiencing it for myself.

  He lifted my arm and placed it on his shoulder. I ran my fingers in his wavy hair. He smiled and met my lips halfway between us. While still touching his mouth to mine, I felt him loosen his lips. “I never thought we’d be like this.”

  “Me either.”

  He kissed my neck, then down to my breasts, taking each one into his mouth. With every touch, I felt like my heart was mending. I forgot what had brought us together, because it didn’t even matter. We were overwhelmed in each other, soaking up our emotions in our love making.

  Every kiss, every touch was euphoric. He made his way down to my waist and continued on his journey until he reached my eagerly waiting pussy. I gasped when he kissed me there for the first time. His tongue became a tool, never running out of batteries. His rhythmic tongue set a pace as it put just enough pressure on my tiny bud. It didn’t take long for me to cry out into the dark of the night.

  I grabbed at his hair, holding him against my sex. He continued licking me, even after I’d stopped panting. I’d never had such a powerful orgasm. It made me feel lightheaded and I wasn’t even standing. I began to tremble and, as he continued kissing me down there, I cried out even more.

  Finally, when I couldn’t take it anymore, he wiped away my juices with kisses that trailed up to my mouth. I tasted myself on his lips and it turned me on, knowing where he’d been.

  I cleaned off his chin with my tongue, savoring the taste of what he’d done to me. The butterflies were still there, reminding me that this was different than anything I’d ever experienced with another man.

  Shortly after my body relaxed, Stosh took his time, sliding inside of me. I would have returned the favor, but he was too involved to stop. I took deep breaths letting my walls adjust to his size. It fit like a glove, sliding the right amount of intensity to feel perfect. Our moans echoed off the still water. He felt so good, going in and out of me.

  We changed positions, with me sitting on his lap. I wrapped my arms around his neck and rocked my body around. He seemed to enjoy the way I moved my hips. He grabbed the cheeks of my ass and used his strength to steady a good pace.

  My nipples hardened as they rubbed over his hard chest. I leaned into kiss his lips, and tease him with my tongue. Then I leaned back, showing him the way my own stomach muscles looked as we made love.

  There was nothing that could stop us, short of the boat sinking, and that wasn’t happening. We were completely alone and together as we should have always been. I finally understood why he’d wanted to bring me out into the middle of the open water. I appreciated the way everything was playing out. It didn’t matter what the next day would bring. I wasn’t going to be alone anymore. No matter what I had to do, I was going to be with him.

  We made love for hours, taking breaks when we became out of breath and going back at it after resting. We couldn’t get enough of each other and I think we both knew that as long as we were making love, we didn’t have to worry about anything else.

  There would be consequences for what she’d done to us.

  I was ready for them.

  I think we both were.

  Chapter 8

  You were my idol. I wish you were dead.

  I’m not sure exactly what time it was. I woke up wrapped in a blanket, in Stosh’s arms, on the floor of the boat. The wind was brisk and the once calm waters were a bit more rough. I sat up and looked around, before standing up and going beneath to use the bathroom.

  I hadn’t meant to stop in the bedroom, but I wanted to grab our pillows. I made it halfway to the door when I tripped over the diary. My stomach dropped when I thought about the things my sister had said and done to me. I felt betrayed in the worst way.

  This was someone that I would have given my life for. I’d given her an organ if she needed it. I would have done anything for her.

  How could she hate me the way she did? How could she want to sabotage my life? Who does something like that? Who did she think she was, playing God like she was allowed to?

  I didn’t even know her.

  I certainly didn’t like her.

  I picked up the little book and opened it where I left off.

  May 25th

  Prom day baby! I am so excited. There is a killer party tonight. Stoshua won’t know what hit him when he wakes up tomorrow. Everything is going as planned. Soon, everyone will think the baby I’m carrying is his. It will not only destroy my sister, but it will kill my parents. This couldn’t have worked out better.

  I put my hand over my mouth, because her world started to nau
seate me.

  I couldn’t stop reading.

  May 26th

  Just got home from a night I won’t forget.

  I could tell Stoshua hated himself when he woke up next to me. That poor guy didn’t even realize that nothing happened between us. He believed every word out of my mouth. What a loser!

  Soon, I can tell the family that the child I’m carrying is his. I can’t wait to give them the horrible news.

  It will be the best day of my life.

  June 7th

  We graduated!

  Yay me!

  I won’t have to share the car anymore, because my dad is planning on getting the princess a new one. She still thinks she wants to stay home. I can see it on her face when she looks at me. She hates that I had him and she didn’t. Little does she know, that I didn’t even want him.

  Her little pathetic pity party is about to begin. I can’t wait to watch her fall off her pedestal.

  June 20th

  I couldn’t wait any longer. They all know.

  Fake baby daddy told his parents. He wants to do the right thing by me.

  I got my ticket out of here and I couldn’t be happier.

  He’s going to take care of me and the baby, while we stay home and pretend to like him. He never has to know the baby isn’t his.

  My sister is a mess. I heard her crying again. I think she may have thrown up. I stayed on the other side of the door smiling the whole time.

  She’s finally in Hell, where she belongs.

  June 22th

  Willow is leaving town. She made the announcement to me in private, but I made sure to pass it along to Stoshua. He seemed equally upset. He’s even been drinking. I guess he’s trying to numb the pain of losing his chance with her. They’ll never be together now. That makes me so happy.

  July 2nd

  I got married today.

  It wasn’t perfect or even what I’d imagined. My ass looks fat and I can’t stand Stoshua’s cologne. He keeps telling me that he’ll try to be a good husband. He apologizes for loving her. The irony in that is fantastic.

  July 14th

  Willow’s gone! She’s gone off to school and to start her new life. I pretended to be sad, but I was partying inside.

  August 27th

  Last night I had a miscarriage.

  Stoshua stayed by my side.

  He seemed broken up about it.

  My parents came to the hospital, but the princess never showed. I thought she’d come, but she never did.

  I feel alone. I’m stuck in a marriage with someone I loathe. He’s my only way out, though. I can’t go back to that house. I’ll never go back! I guess I need to pretend to love this guy and get knocked up again. The sooner the better.

  I heard Stosh clearing his voice and looked up to see him leaning against the doorway. He was completely naked with a concerned look on his face. “I thought we agreed to not deal with this shit until tomorrow?”

  I tossed the book to the side with shaky hands. “I couldn’t help it. I had to know.”

  I thought about how he felt when he read that he’d never slept with her. “How far did you get?” He sat down on the bed next to me.

  “The miscarriage.”

  He laughed and shook his head. “Yeah, the jokes on me! I can’t believe it. I feel like a fucking fool, Will. I knew I wouldn’t have slept with her.”

  I grabbed his hand and traced the palm with my fingertips. “She needs to pay for this.”

  “Don’t stoop to her level. You’re not that person, Willow.”

  “I, at least, need to tell my parents. They should know what she’s capable of. If she has this much animosity towards me, I can’t imagine what she’s planning on doing to them. They don’t deserve it either.”

  He played with my hand, before looking right at me. “Let me ask you something. She writes about things she overheard your parents saying. Is there a chance that maybe they treated you differently?”

  I shrugged. “I guess she could have perceived it that way. I mean, I always got praise for my hard work, but it was only so that I would continue to do well. I think they did it to make her try harder. They’d never pick favorites like she’s saying. It’s ridiculous.”

  I didn’t know the person that had wrote in that diary. She wasn’t the sister that I’d loved since birth.

  “We need to head back today.”

  I nodded. “Okay. I know you have to get back to work.”

  He smiled and leaned over to kiss me slowly on the lips. “I don’t want to go anywhere, but the longer this goes on, the worse it’s going to get. She’s up to something. She wouldn’t have gone to extremes to get you here if she weren’t. We need to be prepared, Willow.”

  “For what? What can she possibly do to us?” I didn’t understand. I got that they had to get a divorce, but what wasn’t he telling me?

  “Willow, I’ve been married to your sister for four years. At first it was just an arrangement, but at some point, before I knew what she’d done, we tried to build a relationship. We…we did what married people do.” He looked so disappointed in himself.

  “Stosh, I know. I don’t hate you for that. You did what you thought was the right thing.” Just the thought of him being intimate with her made me cringe. It wasn’t anything new. I’d thought they were together after Prom. For some reason this was a little easier to take. “It doesn’t change the way I feel about you. I’ve been with other people, too. If we’re going to be together, we need to live for the future and leave the past behind us.”

  He stood up and started walking around the room, scratching his head. “I want to be with you. I just don’t see it being easy. Have you even considered what our parents are going to say? Ivy will make them all hate us. Are you willing to give up your parents to be with me?”

  I opened my mouth to answer, but my cell phone started to ring.

  We both looked at each other. “It’s her. What do I say?”

  “She doesn’t know I have the diary. You have to make her think everything is fine. Tell her you’re miserable.”

  I let it ring four times before I picked up.

  Hello?

  Will, it’s me. How are things going?

  I guess they’re fine. He sat me down last night and talked about us not being on the same page. I guess you were right when you said things weren’t good.

  Well, what did you say? Did you tell him you still want to be together?

  Of course. He drank a few beers and passed out. I guess he didn’t want to talk about it anymore.

  Stosh was in the corner winking at me. I could hardly contain myself from laughing.

  Change of plans, sis. I need you to do whatever it takes to get him back in good graces with me. I don’t care how far you have to go. Do you get what I’m saying?

  You want me to sleep with your husband? What if he doesn’t want to sleep with me?

  I had to cover the ph
one so she couldn’t hear me laughing. Stosh got down on his knees and started kissing my inner thighs.

  Jesus! When do you guys get back?

  Today.

  I have hot outfits in my dresser. Seduce him tonight. I can’t lose him, do you understand?

  Yeah, I get it. I just don’t think I can go through with something like that. I can’t just sleep with someone for the hell of it.

  Please! She started to cry. I wouldn’t ask if I wasn’t desperate. I am hoping to be back in two days.

  Just hurry up. I should have never agreed to this.

  I will be back as soon as I can.

  I tossed the phone on the bed after she’d hung up. “She thinks we haven’t been together, but she wants me to try and sleep with you.”

  He kissed my neck. “You don’t have to try. I’d give you anything.”

  “Aren’t you curious to know where the hell she’s at? What kind of wife wants someone else to sleep with their husband? She claims to know how we felt about each other, but she’s purposely pushing us together. Do you think she’s had a change of heart? Maybe she’s trying to make it up to us?”

  He stopped kissing me and placed the palm of his hand on my cheek. “I doubt it. You need to read the rest of the diary. You need to know everything, even if parts of it hurt you even more. I don’t want secrets between us.”

  “What are you talking about? Why would I be mad at you?”