EroticReverie

Valencia 

“Love you” I kiss Emmets cheek as I get ready to leave for work. 

“Love you” I say as I kiss Drew’s too and then lift my hand to his face and give him a soft smile. Then another kiss on his cheek. 

“Aaaaand” I say as I bend down and grab my daughter’s face and kiss the top of her head. 

“I really, -kiss- really -kiss- reaaaaaalllyyy -kiss- love you !” I say as Veda giggles and she hold onto Drew’s leg.  She hasn’t left his side all afternoon. 

Archer honks from outside and I roll my eyes and grab my purse 

“Alright , someone is impatient, I gotta go” I say to Veda. 

“You be good, and listen to Emmett Drew and Archer okay?” I ask and she nods. And I give her another kiss on her head and then leave and walk to the truck , Archer standing outside the passenger door with it running and leaning against it with his arms crossed 

His truck is lifted and fucking ridiculous and obnoxious. But I also secretly love it and he knows it. 

He smiles a little as I walk down the drive way. He opens the door and takes my hand.

His hand goes to my ass as I step in. 

“Still unnecessary” I tell him as he gives me a post by my ass. 

“Still don’t care.” He says and I laugh. Because he’d always touch my ass everytime I got up into the truck even though I was perfectly capable of getting in. 

He slaps my before I turn my hips and sit in the seat.  He smiles as I roll my eyes at him and he shuts the door and walks around to his side and gets in. 

“You look nice” he says and I smile. 

“Yeah. I know.” I say and he laughs and it’s just another moments where it feels like nothing h changed. 

The drive is short , five to ten minutes and I’m ten minutes early so I take off my seatbelt and turn to him. 

He turns his head and smiles at me. I tilt my

Head and lay it against the head rest. 

“Still hate me?” I ask and he nods. 

“How much?” I ask. 

“Not enough to not make out with you right now.” He says and I laugh and lift my head and lean over and he does do. My hand lifts to his face. 

He groans softy as my mouth pushes against his and then his body shifts a little more. His hand reaching over. 

“Come here” he breathes. 

“We’re in a parking lot” I say. 

“Mhm, come here” he says and I bite my lip and move over and onto his lap and he grabs my ass in my jeans as I take his face in my hands and put my mouth back to his. 

even though we’re both wearing denim, I can feel how hard he is and I roll my hips. Grinding against him. 

“Wanna see how fast you can get off?” He asks and I moan and nod and grind faster against him and he groans. 

Our mouths are locked and we pant in each others mouths as I drag myself back and forth. The friction the seam of my jeans as well as the bulge of his cock are giving me plenty of enough pressure. 

His one hand slides up the back of my tight white top and he unlatches my bra swiftly and then lets his hand slide around my side up under the loose cup of my bra. I moan as his hand grabs my breast, and the one still on my

Ass , squeezes hard and I dry hump in the parking lot of the bar.

“Fuck” he groans and then both his hands are under my shirt. Rubbing my tits and pinching my nipples. 

His hands slide down and then unbutton my

Jeans. 

“Archer” I moan in half protest and half encouragement. 

“Shut up” he groans and unzips my pants and then his hand turns and his fingers slide down into my loosened jeans and into my panties as I lift up and he rubs my clit. 

“Yes” I gasp. 

“Mmmm” he groans and then slides his hand further and pushes two fingers through my lips and down to my pussy and slips them into me while Shoving his hand further down my pants. 

“Oh God” I cry and grab his hair and lean my

Forehead against his as I move I his lap , riding his fingers as he curls them inside of me. 

“Fuck, right there” I pant and he groans and keeps pumping his fingers against my gspot. 

“If you soak your tight little jeans I’m gonna have to take you home to change.” He groans. 

“Take your pants off” he groans. 

“I c-can’t” 

“Fucking do it” he growls and is pushing me back to my seat and I curse. Kicking off my sneakers and pushing down my jeans as he grins. Sucking on his two wet fingers and then lean over and reaching his hand between my legs as I angle myself in the corner of the seat against the window and spread my legs. 

My head pushes back, and I curse as his fingers hook right back inside. 

“How’d you get  a million times more fucking beautiful?”  He exhales and works his fingers. I whimper and bite my lip. My pussy soaked and I can hear just how wet I am as his fingers fuck me a little faster. 

“I could never hate something so god damn pretty, it’s annoying how fucking beautiful you are” 

“Archer” I cry. 

“Shut up” he growls and my pussy clenches and I pant. Looking him in the eyes now as finger fucks me in the back of the lot.  I shift when another car pulls in and he turns his head. Then looks back at me. 

“Don’t you dare fucking move” he growls. 

“This is mine, and I’m not done with it”

He groans and then keeps fingering me. 

The car is towards the front and an older man gets out and walks to the front of the bar and I moan loudly as I look back at Archer. 

“Bet that old man would love to watch a pretty fucking thing like you get her little pussy fucked” he groans and i gasp and clench around his fingers. 

“Maybe I should go inside with you, lay you on the bar and let those old men watch you drip all over the counter top while you get fucked by my fingers” he groans and i moan. My eyes rolling back as I get closer to 

“I bet half their cocks don’t even work anymore, but I bet your pretty pink pussy could bring them back to life” he groans and I curse. 

“Yeah , one look at this pussy is all it takes to change a man’s life” he groans and I grab the dashboard and push my head back. 

“Fuck, im gonna cum” I cry. 

Arched fingers slide out of me and my eyes go wide. He smirks and lifts them to his lips. 

“Wh-what, no” I shake my head. My brows pinching and I scowl. 

“Archer I swear to god” I whine. 

“You made me go four god damn year without you. You can handle a night without my fingers baby, now put your fucking pants back on ,beautiful.”

“Fuck you, finish me” I hiss. He laughs and grins and turns back in his seat with his hand on the wheel. 

“Youre gonna be late, better get those pants on.” He says 

“Youre such an asshole” I whine as I grab my pants and can’t stand how god damn wet I am. How I was so fucking close. 

“Still gonna sleep in my bed tonight?” He asks and I glare at him as I slip my sneakers in and then pushes up my hips as I lean against the back of the seat and zip up my jeans and button them. 

“Unfortunately. I’ll fucking be there.” I say and he grins. 

I can’t help the small tick of a smile and lean over. I kiss him hard on the mouth. 

“Fucking dick” I hiss at him and then he laughs and I push open my door and hop out. 

I give him finger and then slam the heavy door shut and throw him another one for good measure. He throws me the middle finger right back. And winks. 

I stick out my tongue and go to work. 

——

I get out early because it’s dead and they close the bar around ten. 

Archer picks me up and we drive around like we used to. I give him shit for leaving me on edge earlier and he just laughs and tells me it’s what I get for giving him four year long blue balls. 

He seems to not hate me as much, and he’s not saying anything to mean. It sucks to have it thrown in my face, but I expect it from him. And as long as he’s not being a total dick, I can handle him bringing it up. Plus it’s only been a month, I don’t even expect him ever “get over it”. I know I wouldn’t have it was reversed. And I know I won’t get over it either. I’ll always have to live with the regret of running away for so long. The damage I caused. 

We pull up to a spot near the lake , there’s a few other cars with the lights of. And another car parked further down with steamed windows and slight rocking. 

“Wanna give them a run for their money?” He asks and I slap his arm and laugh. 

“No” I say and he laughs and we mind our own business and let the people going to town have their privacy. 

“Would it be okay if I slept in Drew’s room tonight?” I ask. 

He frowns. “No” 

I roll my eyes and tell him why I want to be with him tonight. It was no secret to anyone that he

Self harmed in the past. But apparently Archer wasn’t aware he’d resorted back to it when I left. I’d feel guilty sharing it with him, but when we were together before. We had one main rule. No secrets. And I’d been the only one to break it when I keep my pregnancy a secret and left. Plus I know Drew already knows I’m going to tell Archer and Emmett , because he knows me well enough to know I don’t want him to feel alone. 

“Yeah , okay, that’s fine” Archer says and nods and sighs. 

“I want him to talk to someone. He told no and then told me to drop it.” I say.

“We’ll all talk to him together.” He says and I nod. 

We hold hands for awhile in silence as we look out at the water. 

“It’s not your fault you know?” He says and I just squeeze his hand. 

“Tell me you know it’s not your fault Val.” He says and I just keep looking at the water a moment and then turn to look at him. My head rested against the head rest. 

“I know you and I know you think his issues are your fault. They’re not. He had them before he even met you. And I know you think that him self harming again is on you, but it’s not. It’s his fault relying on you to repair shit that’s meant for therapists and meds to help with.  I’ve never been anything but honest with you, a lot Of shit is your fault for leaving. But not that. Okay?” 

My eyes are filled with tears and I just nod. Even though it doesn’t stop be from feeling responsible for breaking his promise that he’d never do it again when we were together. 

“Fuckin stubborn” he mutters when I don’t agree with him. It makes me smile a little as tears slip. 

He lets go of my hand and turns and grabs my face. 

“Look at me” he exhales hard and I lift my eyes and sniffle 

“It’s not your fault.” He says sternly and I just nod again. 

“Say it” he growls. 

I close my eyes and more tears fall. I shake my

Head. 

“If I hadn’t left-“

“No” he grips my jaw harder and my eyes open and meet his. 

“Did you leaving break our fucking hearts? Yes. But how he chose to fucking deal with it, isn’t on you. That was his choice”

“But I-“

“No. Stop it. You’re not allowed to make yourself feel guilty for something that he shouldve dealt with in therapy or counseling or by seeing a doctor. It’s not up to you to fix his head. It’s not on you Valencia. Do you hear me?” He says and I cry more. 

“God damnit, I’m gonna beat his fucking ass” he growls and lets go of my jaw. I don’t argue because I know he won’t actually beat his ass.  Archer is a loving man. He loves Drew and Emmett and me. He’d do anything for us. But sometimes I don’t he understands certain

Things. With him everything is always black and white. He doesn’t understand that the support and time me and Drew spent together , was important , and probably helped him more than a therapist probably could. Part of me understands Archers way of seeing it. But he was too thick headed to know that , it IS on me. Because I let Drew rely on me. And then left him with nothing to fall back on. Should Drew had sought help on his own? Yes. But sometimes people just, can’t do it on their own. Even if they want to. 

“If he doesn’t talk to someone, I don’t want him around you.” He says. 

“Archer!” I yell at him. 

“No. Fuck him. Fuck him.” He says shaking his head. 

“He’s not gonna put that god damn shit on you again.” He says and he seems even more pissed than he was when I showed up with Veda a month ago out of the blue. 

“Your little dommy mommy shit isn’t fucking therapy Val. He needs to fucking get it together and get some god damn help. A hot woman in fucking leather kicking him in the dick isn’t any healthier than what he’s doing to himself.”

I gasp. “I don’t, I don’t fucking kick him in the balls!” I yell at him. 

“Whatever, you know what I mean” he growls. 

“He needs more than a fucking whip in the bedroom to fix his shit.” He growls. 

And I know he’s right. 

“Don’t. Yell at him.” I say. 

“Fuck off.” He grumbles and pulls out a cigarette and lights it and holds out the pack to me. I sigh and take it and go to pull out a cigarette. 

“If you don’t take that fucking lucky, I’m going to beat your ass too” he grows and my fingers pause with a cigarette halfway out the pack. 

I look at him as he glares at my

Fingers on the filter of one of the u flipped cigarettes. 

“Miss me stealing them?” I ask with a small smile. 

“Shut up” he growls and looks away and exhales out the open window. 

I slip the cigarette back in and take the one flipped up side down and hand him the pack back and he looks down with a satisfied huff to find all his cigarettes right side up. 

“You can still beat my ass if you want” I say with a shrug and steal his lighter. 

He takes another drag and exhales and looks at me. 

“I just might little heartbreaker” he says and I roll my eyes. Hating his new nickname for me. 

“I prefer baby” I say. 

“Fuck what you prefer. Shut up” he says and I grin as I take a drag of the cigarette.

“Always such a dick”I exhale

“Gets your pussy wet though, doesn’t it?”

He asks and turns and cocks his brow at me and exhales his smoke right in my face.  So I blow mine right back. 

“Sure does , asshole” I say and lift the cigarette and take another drag.

His lips curve up and he looks at me. His eyes going over my face, my tits. And back up. 

“Take your tits out” he says and I choke on smoke and cough. 

“Fuck you” I laugh and he reaches over with one hand and pinches my nipple right through my top and I smack his hand and laugh. 

“You were a better listener four years ago”

He says. 

“Screw you” I roll my eyes and slap his hand again when he goes to reach for my top. 

“Now you’re a fuckin tease “ he says and slaps my tit through my top. 

I slap his hand again. He tosses his cigarette out the window and I grab his half empty bottle of water and unscrew the cap and drop it in.”

“Quit littering” I scold him and he smiles. 

“And I’m not a tease, I remember very clearly giving it up to you this morning , and again before work, YOU were the tease , leaving me on edge all night” I argue. 

“Shut up. I’m sick of that mouth.” He says and shake my head. 

“No you aren’t. You miss my fucking mouth.” I say and then turn slightly to face him and reach behind my back and up my shirt and he smirks as I unclasp my bra. 

“Take it all off, shirt too, I want you half naked begging me to finish you off” he says and I bite my lip. I look around. The steamed windows car still there and the others gone now. 

I remove my shirt and my bra. 

“Pants and panties too. Take your fucking clothes off , heartbreaker”

I bite my lip harder and he grins as he watches me undo my pants and lift my ass and push them down with my underwear. He shifts and faces me leaning against the side of his seat and the door and I kick off my shoes slip my feet out of my jeans. 

“Touch yourself” he says and I exhale a shaky breath and little moan. 

“Where?” I ask.

“Put the seat back and lay down and touch yourself all over that fucking body of yours” he says and I do as I’m told. Leaning the seat back. I lift my left leg up and then my right , my

Feet on his dash as I slide one hand between my legs. 

“Not that. That’s mine.” He says and I whimper and arch my back. 

“Then fucking touch it” I whine and he smirks and shakes his head. 

“Fuck you” I moan as I rub my

Hands over my stomach , my breasts. My neck and back down and over my thighs. Stroking my inner thighs and he watches me. My eyes on his face. But his every else on me. 

“That’s it heartbreaker, now beg” he groans and his eyes come to mine I moan.  

“Please”l I breathe. 

“If that’s all you’ve got , you’re not gonna cum tonight” he says. 

“Please touch me” I whine. My

Voice more desperate. Whining and pleading. 

“Please put your fingers inside of me , please make me cum Archer” I beg as my hands grab my breasts and I squeeze them and writhe my

Ass against the seat. 

“Please baby” I beg. 

Archer groans and keeps watching. Not moving. 

“Fuck, please, please touch my pussy, I’m so wet, I miss you, my pussy misses you, my whole fucking body misses you” I whimper. 

He shifts and adjusts his hard on in his jeans. 

“Fucking touch me, I don’t deserve it, but I need it, I need you to fucking touch me”

“It’s your pussy, please touch it” I moan. 

Archer shifts and I moan as he lifts his hand but it doesn’t go between my legs , it goes to my throat. He squeezes gently. 

“Fuck, please , please” I keep writhing. My hands all over my skin. His eyes making sure I don’t touch between my legs. 

“I’m so fucking wet baby, please, I need to cum” I whine and he groans , watching my hands , his thumb stroking the side of my neck. 

“Rub your clit.  Slow. You go too fast and I won’t let you cum.” He growls and I whimper. 

“I want you to touch me” I whine. 

“Then do as your fucking told Valencia” he groans and I gasp at the way his voice rumbles through the air and my hand goes where it’s ordered and push my finger to my clit. 

“Only your clit. Keep that fucking finger out of my god damn pussy until I tell you” he growls. 

I nod and he rubs his thumb up and down my neck. Watching my hand.

“Slower” he groans and I whimper. Reducing my finger to slower strokes around my clit.

“That feel good?” He groans. 

I nod and he looks back up at my face. 

“How many times did you do this over the past four years while thinking of me?” He asks. His hand gripping my throat a little tighter. 

“Everyday” I breathe. 

“Slap your cunt” he growls. 

I do it. 

“Harder.” He growls and I do it harder. I  hiss at the sting of my own hand and my legs jerk. 

“Harder Valencia. Punish yourself for taking that pussy from me. You and the pussy both need to be punished for leaving me.” He growls and I moan. Whimpering and slap my pussy again. 

“Don’t make me do it, heartbreaker. Now fucking spank it harder than that.” He groans and his hand moves from my throat and Archer pushes all four fingers into my mouth and I moan and my mouth stretches in the corner and I gag slightly as he pushes them back further. 

“You punish that cunt. While I punish your fucking mouth.” He says and I nod. I’m so fucking wet and needy I could cry. 

“I don’t hear that heartbreaker pussy being punished Valencia. Do you need me to fucking do it?” He growls. I nod. 

“Fuck you. Spank your fucking cunt” he growls and I do it and I cry out and his fingers shove deeper and I feel my mouth watering , and my throat gaging and Archer fucks my mouth and throat with his fingers. I slap myself again between the legs and he groans. 

“Good girl, that’s it,  beautiful fuckin bitch” he growls and pulls his fingers out of my mouth and gives my a wet slap with his fingers and I moan his name and his hand goes back to my throat. 

“Why aren’t you slapping that pussy, keep fucking going , I’ll stop you when you’ve had enough” he growls and I slap it again. He nods. Grinning at me as I pant and moan and slap myself again. 

“One more then I want you to put four of your pretty little fingers in your cunt and ride them while I choke your pretty little neck till you turn blue” he groans and I slap my cunt and then slide two fingers inside myself. I work a third and then a fourth and he smiles. He squeezes my neck tighter. 

“Good fucking girl” he groans and then squeezes tighter and my mouth is parted , panting for the short breaths I’m able to take. Wheezing from the loss of full breaths. 

I loved the way he ordered me around in the bedroom. I loved his demands and the way he did whatever the fuck he wanted to me, because he knew I loved it. 

The love I had with Archer was toxic at times. And a little dangerous when I came to the bedroom. He’s never truly hurt me or done anything I didn’t enjoy or consent to. But I could see him killing me with his passion. Taking it too far on accident. And I always felt a little fucked up by how hot that made me. 

My face is hot and I can feel myself turning red. Being given just enough air to take the tiniest gulps of it as I fuck myself stupid with four fingers. My eyes roll back and my lashes flutter and my hands slows and he releases my neck and then slaps me again as I suck im a hard breath and choke on the intake of air. 

“Put those fingers in your mouth” he growls and my fingers come out of my

Body and I lift them to my mouth, still gasping to get my breaths back as I shove my

Fingers in my mouth. 

He slaps my cunt hard and I cry and then grabs it hard and I cry around my

Fingers and then two of his fingers plunge into me. My ass lifting from the seat as my hips buck and ride his fingers. 

“Fuck your throat” he growls. 

I push my fingers further. Gagging. Pulling them back. And then doing it again. Archer groans. 

“You miss being a filthy fucking slut?” He growls. 

I nod as I keep gagging myself. 

“You’re real fucking lucky you didn’t let anyone touch this fucking cunt while you were gone” he groans and slides a third finger inside of me and I cry out. He slams them deep. Moving them fast. Curling them inside me and my

Hand falls from my mouth. 

“Go ahead, be a nasty little slut and cum all over yourself” he groans and I whimper. He smiles as I lay back on the seat  and push my feet off the dash and slide my

Hands behind my hips and bring my legs back as he slides his fingers out of me then puts

Them back in. 

I push my hips up. My ass in the air, and my legs bent in the air above me , my shoulder and head against the seat as Archer ducks my pussy with his fingers. 

“You beautiful fucking bitch” he groans and I moan as I feel myself getting closer to cumming. To squirting. Knowing the second I do. He’s going to remove his fingers and make me drenched myself for him. 

“Im gonna fuck your cum covered body against the side of this truck you hate so much” he groans. 

“Now fucking cum on yourself heartbreaker” 

“Fucking soak yourself you nasty bitch” 

I cry loudly my pussy clenching and I feel

The rush, his fingers pulling out as I squirt. I close my eyes I curse and my legs shake and my pussy cums hard , my cum splashing up and then down over my Stomach. My chest. My face

His fingers go back into and I whimper cursing and trembling as he makes me cum again. Letting me cum all over my again. My arms shaking and my legs falling as I drop my hips and he groans and takes his hand away and then puts it back between my legs and I arch my back. Shaking as I thrash against the seat and Archer rubs my clit. 

“You wet fucking bitch” he groans and sinks his fingers down again and back inside of me and I scream as I reach behind me and dig my nails into the shoulders of the seat. Gripping it and riding his fingers as I push my toes to the floor. Legs shaking as my eyes roll back and I cum again. All over the seat. The floor. His hand. 

“Get your god damn ass over here” he growls and opens his door. Moving out of the car as I lay there shaking. 

“Now heartbreaker” he growls.