Forever and Always

Chapter Twenty Three: Jo

Jo

There was still so much more I needed to tell him, but he wanted to read the letters first. I understood, but I knew it would be hard for him. I was…descriptive in some of them. What I didn’t expect was for him to come back last night and stay with me. I got excited when he stripped off his clothes. I was hoping for a little bed action, but he still wanted to wait.

Didn’t he know it was killing me? I wanted him desperately. I wanted to feel his hands roaming all over my skin, the weight of his body on mine, the force of his thrusts. Everything. A girl can only take so much before she combusts and I’m about to.

When Gage gave me the phone back when I told Taylor I was going to tell Archer everything, he wanted me to drop it back off at the station when I was done. He was close to cracking everything, but he said it was harder because of how long ago everything happened. So, that was my plan for the day.

Drop the phone back off to Gage.

Go shopping with Archer for stuff for Sawyer and Ivy’s birthday.

I need to talk to Ollie, Ava, or Art about my yearly appointment to make sure everything is okay, and I figured when I talk to them, that would be a good time to explain everything to Archer since they can reassure him that I, for now, am okay.

And Jamie wanted Phil and Jayson to spend the night, build a giant fort and have breakfast for dinner. I was fine with it, especially since soon, Jayson will be leaving with Aiden and Luna to go to New York with Sawyer, Finn, and the kids. Ava isn’t sure if she wants to go yet, but she’s thinking about it, that way they can have one last vacation before school starts.

I felt around the bed, noticing it was empty. Popping my head up, I looked around, confused. Where the hell could he be? The bed was still warm, so it wasn’t long that he got up, but he didn’t wake me. As I kicked the blankets off, I heard the shower turn on and realized he was in there, so I decided to play a bit of a prank.

But I walked in to a huge shock.

My plan was to scare him like we used to do when we were teens. We could jump scare the other and the one ended up knocking over a bunch of stuff, whether it be in the kitchen, bathroom, bedroom, anywhere. It was a game we played, tallying to see who could scare the other the most, and Archer always won.

It was stupid of me to think I could do the same thing to him, especially now, and especially when he was in my shower. Because when I went to open the curtain, I was met by Archer, his eyes staring right at me as his hand stroked his hard c**k, over and over. His breathing was heavy, his chest was heaving as his eyes never left mine. I gulped, frozen, as I watched him pleasure himself. It was erotic. It was the sexiest thing I’ve seen in the longest time and I couldn’t take my eyes off him and every glorious inch on his naked body.

“See what you do to me?” he asked huskily. As his hand continued to assault his c**k while he leaned his other to support himself against the wall, “I had the worst night, Jo. It was fuckin’ torcher being next to you. Your body heat clinging to me, engulfing me. Your ass pushing into my aching d**k all night and all I could do was hold you a bit tighter. You, grinding yourself into me whenever you got the chance. f**k, Jo. This s**t I wanted to do to you…” he moaned out as he never stopped stroking his c**k. I gulped at his words as he pulled me into the water, soaking all the clothes more than they were before. He turned me and pushed me against the wall, his body flushed to mine as his hands trailed down my arms, grabbing my hands and lifting them above my head, making my chest go out a bit.

I sucked in a quick breath at the move, gulping with nerves. One hand held both of mine above my head as the other trailed down the to them of my tank top, ticking the skin of my stomach and waist as my wet clothes clung to my body. I could feel the callouses all along his finger tips as they sent shivers down my spine.

His waist was pushing against mine and I could feel every hard, glorious inch pushed up against my s*x. God, I needed him in the worst way possible. My inhibitions were cracking each and every second as I looked into his deep, soulful green eyes.

“Archer…” I whispered as he lowered his mouth to my neck, kissing, nibbling up and down.

“Keep your hands up.” He demanded and I obeyed, because I couldn’t move. I didn’t want to.

The next thing I knew, my tank top was ripped from my body and my shorts were pulled down, leaving me exposed in nothing but my red, lace, soaked, panties. My breasts were out, n*****s pebbled under his lustful gave as his hands came and started to massage each breast, his thumbs trailing over my n*****s, making me shiver with every pass.

I moaned, panted, needing more. I wanted more. I wanted to come so damn bad. I haven’t had a non-self-induced o****m since that night in college, “More…” I whispered.

One hand snaked into my wet, tangled hair, gripping at the base and pulling my head back in glorious, sharp pain as he nipped the valley between my chest, “What do you want, Jo.” He whispered, his lips dancing against my skin. He let go of my car and slowly sunk to his knees, kissing his way down my body, my stomach, over my faded stretch marks, as his hands gripped my hips, slowly tugging my panties down, exposing me full to him for the first time in forever.

“You…smell…delicious.” He whispered as he slowly buried his face into my p***y, using his tongue to trail a long lick through my folds, flicking over my clit, making my legs shake with pleasure. My hands left the wall, not able to keep them up any longer so I could grip his hair as he continued to lick, flick, and suck every inch of me. I closed my eyes, my head hitting the tile as I moaned in pleasure. My legs were shaking, I couldn’t breathe as he inserted two thick fingers deep inside me and started to slowly thrust them in and out, “f**k baby, you’re soaked. Are you soaked for me?”

“Y-yes.” I moaned as he thrusted a bit harder, “f**k, yes. Don’t stop.” He bent his fingers in just the right angle, making that ‘come hither’ motion, hitting that mysterious spot he has never been able to hit before, making me scream out in absolute pleasure as I felt myself gripping his fingers tightly. I could feel myself streaming out of me as he licked up every single drop of my c*m greedily. How did he know to do that? That question was soon out of my mind when I saw the look in his eyes. I'll have to ask him later...

“My god.” He murmured, “Yes, you are perfect.” He whispered as he slowly stood up, facing me as he wiped his face with the back of his hand, “And you taste better than I remember.”

“My turn.” I whispered, dropping to my knees. I looked up at him as he turned and leaned against the wall to support himself. His eyes were hazed over with lust, want, as my hands trailed up and down his thick, hard thighs. He looked down at me and his hard c**k, wanted me.

I took my tongue and licked the tip of his c**k, concentrating on the slit, tasting his precum and listening to him moan as his hands balled into fists against the wall. My hand gripped the base of his c**k as I slowly started to suck the tip, twirling my tongue over the head over and over as he groaned and hissed with pleasure. Slowly, I sucked inch after every hard inch into my mouth, bobbing my head up and down, taking him more and more into my throat.

“f**k, yes. Look at you. Taking my c**k like never before. f**k, you’re such a good girl.” His hand gripped my hair as I continued to suck his c**k deep into my mouth. I whimpered when he called me a good girl, getting wet again and my p***y throbbing with need.

I decided to slam his d**k into the back of my throat, choking on it as tears sprung in my eyes, gagging and moving my tongue under as he yelled f**k. My hand went and massaged his balls as his grip on my hair tightened, “f**k yes. f**k, take it all Jo. I’m gonna c*m!” he moaned and the next moment, as he was coming down my throat as I swallowed every damn drop he had, I heard a scream from the bedroom.

“MAMA!” Jamie cried out, “MAMA WHERE ARE YOU?” he screamed. I looked up at Archer as I released his c**k from my throat and his eyes bugged out in sheer panic. The look on his face was hilarious as I stood up and kissed his chin.

“In the shower, Jamie. I’ll be out there in a second.” I yelled out through the running water as Archer stood there, pale as a damn ghost, not able to move. I turned and looked back at him with a tilted head, “You okay there?” I laughed.

“No. Not in the slightest. I just came down your throat like a sixteen-year-old as our son screamed for you. I am not okay.” He angrily whispered through clenched teeth, “How am I going to look at him in the eyes?”

“You’ll be okay.” I laughed as I stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel from the linen closet, “He has no idea and besides, I want a repeat of what happened and…”

“Oh baby, we are doing more than just a repeat. I love your mouth, I always had, but f**k, I’m taking you tonight in every damn way possible.”

“Don’t make promises you can’t keep.” I winked as I wrapped myself up and used another smaller towel for my hair.

“Oh, I plan on keeping that fuckin’ promise. I haven’t come like that since…”

“Yeah. Me too.” I turned, leaning against the sick with a soft smile, “But, we’ll see how well you keep that promise.” I laughed as I opened the door, walking into my room seeing Jamie laying on my bed, his head on my pillow and blanket tucked under his chin.

I gave him a small smile as I walked into the closer and quickly got dressed. As I was about to open the closet door, I heard Jamie talking to Archer.

“Daddy?” he asked as I heard him shuffle on the bed, “What are you doing?”

“Um…taking a shower?” he questioned as I snickered.

“But…mama was in there…”

“She was um…helping me wash my back?” his voice did a high pitch sound for a moment.

“Oh, like she does when I take a bath!”

“Yeah…sure…nothing like that but let’s go with it.” He mumbled as I walked out, laughing.

“Hey you.” I smiled up at him, kissing his chin as he grabbed his clothes that were on the end of the bed.

His phone went off, making him reach for it. He let out a groan and threw his head back, “Of course.” He mumbled as he responded, “It’s Gage. He wants the phone back so he can work on it some more.”

“Yeah. Sure.” I whispered, going over to the box I put it back in last night and handed it to him, “He can keep it, actually. I don’t want it anymore. I have the pictures and what I want off the phone.”

He nodded, took the phone and put it in his pocket. He sat at the end of the bed as Jamie came over and climbed on his back, wrapping his little arms around his neck.

“Hi, daddy.” He whispered, kissing his cheek, “Can I go with you, today?”

“Hey, Jimjam. I wish you could but I have to go down to the station and see Uncle Gage about something we’re working on for your mom. How about you hang with mom today, and tonight we can watch any movie you want with popcorn.”

“Promise?” he bounced on the bed.

“Promise. Go get dressed so you and mom can do shopping today and I think I remember Aunt Taylor saying something…about the park?”

“Yes!” he jumped off the bed and ran into his room. And with that being said, we headed downstairs to start our day together and I couldn’t help but feel like this is what we were supposed to do, this is where we are supposed to be and this is the life we were supposed to live.

“You’re glowing.” Taylor laughed as we sat on the bench of the park down the road from the elementary school. There were a bunch of kids running around, laughing and having a blast. We were in a group text with the girls, they were going to be here soon with the other kids so they could release some energy, “Did someone have an eventful night last night?” she wiggled her eyebrows at me with the biggest grin on her face.

“One, that’s you’re cousin.” I scrunched my nose.

“I like to of him as a friend sometimes more than a cousin, especially in this sense because if I think about the cousin fact and how he’s finally getting the girl of his dreams, it’s kind of gross.” She laughed.

“Okay? Weirdo.” I laughed, “And no. Last night was hard.”

“That’s what she said.”

I rolled my eyes at her joke, but still laughed just the same, “But really. He took me to the pond outside Felix’s place and he told me everything about Tara and what happened. It was hard to listen but I needed to hear it.”

“Yeah. She’s literally the definition of crazy. I sometimes see her around town, but as soon as she sees any of us, she turns and walks the other way. Good thing too because if she talks to me, I just might have to deck her in the nose and you know I hate violence. What she did to Archer was unforgiveable.”

“I would love to see that.” I mumbled, “But yeah, after we talked there, he took me back to my place and I told him what happened from my point of view. He listened and took everything in. I told him almost everything and I showed him the phone with the messages after Gage gave it back to me after I asked for it back to show Archer. He was shocked and pissed at the same time. I then gave him the letters I wrote.”

“s**t. How did he take it?”

“Well, he stormed back into my room after about thirty minutes and stayed the night. He held me the entire night and didn’t let go, but when I woke up, he was in the shower and…”

“You dirty girl.” She laughed as she wrapped her arms around my shoulder, “You dirty, dirty girl. At least you were in the shower to clean yourselves up.”

“We didn’t have sex.” I rolled my eyes.

“But you did other things. I can tell.” She winked.

“Yeah.” I blushed. Just then, Ava came over and sat down next to me with Ollie next to her, who was laughing her ass off. She let out a huff and threw her head back as Phil ran to the playground with Sam. Lucas and Brooklyn walked behind them, talking about school starting soon and what they wanted to do after school.

“You okay?” I asked as I turned to her, looking at her confused.

“No. Not in the slightest. Can I give you some advice? Lock your doors when you’re with Archer because nothing kills a boner faster than you going down on your man in the middle of the night and hearing words whispered ‘I saw that.’” She shuddered. We all lost it and laughed to the point of crying, “It’s not funny! Instant boner killer.”

“What the hell.” Taylor laughed, “This is why we don’t have kids.”

“Art forgot to lock the door last night and we started to ya know, get a bit freaky. I started to suck his d**k and as I was going to town, his hands gripping my hair as he was thrusting his d**k into my mouth, freaken Phil whispered to us, standing next to the bed. I screamed and Art pushed me off him and I landed on my ass on the floor.” And we all lost it again, “My ass still hurts.”

“Thanks for the advice.” I smiled, shaking my head, “Archer had to explain to Jamie why he was in the shower with me this morning. He was terrified. He turned ghostly pale.”

“And this is why we always lock our door.” Ollie laughed as she looked out into the playground, watching the kids before turning back to me, “Hey, I remember something and it’s kind of random, but are you okay?”

I tilted my head and looked at her, “Yeah? Why do you ask.”

“You have a doctors appointment coming up, right?”

“Yeah. I made it the other day when we moved to town.” I whispered.

“What doctor’s appointment?” Ava asked, “If Ollie is mentioning something then…”

“I’m okay. I promise.” I smiled, “A few years back I had a small scare. I found a lump in my breast and freaked out. We got it biopsied and it came back benign, but I still get scans every year to make sure everything is okay.”

“Is there a history?” Ava asked as she linked out hands together. I looked up at her and I could see the fear in her eyes. Same as I turned to Taylor. Ollie just gave me a small, sympathetic smile.

“On my dad’s side, yeah. Mom never thought to mention it to me until I called her in tears while waiting for the results. She said it slipped her mind.” I rolled my eyes, “And then she told me not to tell her anything unless it was cancer and if that was the fact, then she would happily help take care of everything with the money dad left for me.”

“Oh, that’s the b***h’s way of saying she would use your money for whatever she wanted and make you think it was for you.” Taylor groaned.

“Sure is.” I pursed my lips, shook my head and let out a sigh, “I didn’t tell her anything because there wasn’t anything to tell. I haven’t spoke to her in almost a year and every time we did talk, it was like a knife in my chest, especially when she told me about Archer with his arms wrapped around a girl a few years back walking into the bakery in town that’s known for wedding cakes.”

“Wait…what did you say?” Taylor sat up straight, “About Archer and wedding cakes?”

“Yeah. She told me a few years back when I was thinking about moving home to not bother because Archer was getting married. She saw him walk into the bakery with a girl looking at cakes.”

“Oh…that was me.” She blushed, “Gage and I were planning a commitment ceremony for us and Drew and he came with me to go cake testing since Gage was at work.”

“Thank god.” I sighed, “I mean, I’m not worried about it now, but the thought of it still bothered me.”

“Oh, speaking of Drew and Gage.” Ollie pointed to Taylor, “I have a question and I don’t want you to be offended.”

“Nothing you ask will offend me.” She laughed, “Besides, you guys know the details of almost everything anyway.”

“We live vicariously though you.” Ava laughed.

“Are Gage and Drew s****l with each other? I only ask because it seems like they get more and more possessive of each other as time goes on.”

“Want to keep a secret?” Taylor smiled as we all nodded, “No. They’re not, but if they were, I wouldn’t be mad.” She shrugged, “They love each other and we’ve talked about it time and time again. To be honest, we tried. They made out while I watched and after like ten seconds, they both pushed each other off and said nope. They couldn’t do it. Their d***s were so soft, I think they shriveled back inside them. Gage is just afraid that Drew is going to stray because he has this irrational fear that Drew is going to leave us for another guy because way back when, he let another guy give him a blow job in a bar, but that’s the most that happened.”

“Why is he being insecure? We all know your relationship is the strongest out of everyone’s.” Ava asked.

“He’s actually an insecure guy. He’s just good at hiding it. He’s been hurt a lot in the past and sometimes, that hurt is hard to get over, but we’re working on it together and…” before she could say anything else, I stood up.

I was watching the kids play, and when I turned away for a moment and looked back, the kids were gone. I couldn’t find them. Sam, Phil and Jamie were all gone, “where are the boys?” I asked quickly. They all stood up and we rushed out into the playground, running around, looking for them.

Taylor went to Brooklyn and Lucas asking then to help and they searched everywhere too, but we couldn’t find them.

I started to panic. I couldn’t breathe. Jamie knows not to wonder and where could they have gone? The playground is fenced off. The other parents were looking around helping us and that’s when I pulled my out and called Archer with tears running down my face.

“Hey baby.” He answered happily, “What’s wrong?” he asked as soon as he heard my crying.

“I’m…I’m at the park…Archer…the kids…Jamie, Sam, Phil…. we can’t…we can’t find them.”

“What do you mean you can’t find them?” he asked.

“They were playing. I was watching them while we talked and I turned to look at Jo for two minutes and when I looked back, they were gone. Everyone’s looking for them and we can’t find them.”

“Okay baby. I’ll be right there with Aiden and Gage. We will find them. Breathe and keep looking and while you do that, I’ll call Felix and Art and let them know what happened. We will find them.” He said a bit calmer than I expected, “It will be okay.”

“Please hurry.” I whispered before hanging up. Ava, Ollie and Taylor were crying, looking everywhere. Within minutes, Archer and the guys all came running, hopping over the fence and rushing to us. He immediately pulled me into his arms, cupped my cheek and kissed my forehead.

“We will find them.” He whispered as I nodded.

We searched for twenty minutes and couldn’t find them. I was about to have a full-blown panic attack as Aiden started to make the reports for the missing kids as Art, Felix, and Gage started to send SOS texts to everyone in the family to let them know about the three missing boys.

“Mom!” Brooklyn yelled, pointed over to the gate as she wiped away her tears, “There they are!” We all snapped out heads to the entrance of the park and saw the three boys walking towards us with smiles on their faces.

We rushed over, gripping them, hugging them, crying, “Thank god you’re okay!” I whispered, cupping his cheeks with both hands, “You never run off like that. Ever! I was so scared! I didn’t know where you went!”

“Jamie.” Archer came over and pulled us both into a hug, “You cannot do that! You can’t just leave like that. What if something happened to you?”

“But she said we would be okay.” He looked at us confused.

“She?” Archer asked, “Who are you talking about?”

“Your and mama’s friend. She said you guys were friends and she talked to you and you said it was okay to get ice cream with her.” He was even more confused than before.

I looked at Archer and shook my head no. I never talked to anyone, “Jamie, who are you talking about? What did this lady look like?”

“Daddy, she was pretty. She said you guys went to school together and were friends. She has long, black hair.” My eyes went wide as I looked over at Archer. He was pissed.

“I’m going to fuckin’ kill her.” He stood up but he was stopped in his tracks by Jamie.

“Daddy! She gave me a pretty picture!” he smiled and handed it to Archer. His hands were shaking as he took it, “She said it was a present and a surprise.”

We unfolded the picture just as everyone else came over to us and look at it with us. My face flushed. Archer’s hands were shaking and I wanted to go find her myself and hurt her myself.

Because, there was a picture that looked like it was drawn by a child in crayon.

“I drew it and she told me what to write. She spelled everything out for me because I’m little and can’t spell. See? It says I love you mama and I love you daddy. You have black hair mama because there wasn’t any yellow for your hair. I’m sorry.” He pointed to the words, but that’s not what it said.

On the paper were stick figures. In the middle was one of a little boy. On one side, was a stick figure that could resemble Archer and the other was a figure of a girl with black hair.

At the top, it said ‘Soon’. And above the characters were ‘me’ above Jamie, ‘Daddy’ above Archer and ‘Tara’ above the other girl.

I looked at my beaming son and smiled, “I love it. Thank you.” I whispered, pulling him into my arms, hugging him as Archer hugged us. I looked at him and we knew we had to have a long talk with Jamie about what happened and we needed to figure out this Tara bullshit before it gets out of hand.

Because she lays one more finger on my son, she’s going to wish she was dead.