First of all, I want to say I am truly overwhelmed by all your reviews and alerts and everything. I'm so glad you guys are enjoying the story.

Ok this chapter is a little iffy for me but I wanna know what you guys think, your opinions mean the world to me.

I wanna give a GIANT shoutout to my beta rose. Girl you are the best. Love you 3

Sorry if this chapter is a little short. I promise the next ones are going to be much longer

This chapter is going to be a little different. It's going to be all about Mercedes and her feelings towards Sam and what was really going through her mind. Sam's opinion is the next chapter.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. These characters belong to FOX and RIB (except Donavan, he's all mine)

Ok im done babbling, on the story

Flashbacks in italic.

The sun shined its bright light into Mercedes's bedroom, waking her up from her deep slumber. Feeling sluggish, she saw that it was a little after 11 am. Her mind immediately flashed to the night before, when he showed up the night before, telling her that he came to finish what they had started, she never imagined all that would have went down. Never in her wildest dreams did she expect her to have a night like that.

He put it on her like she couldn't believe. They fucked on every surface of her house. He ate her pussy right here in the foyer, right against the front door. She rode him in the living room; he took her from behind in the kitchen and when they got to her bedroom, he held her legs open by her ankles, fucking her deep and hard; whispering nasty things to her, making her scream until her voice went hoarse. The night was filled with a mixer of pants, groans, moans, curse words and loud skin slapping and it lasted way into the early morning where they eventually both passed out from exhaustion.

Last night had been the most amazing night she had in a long time, but she couldn't stop the feeling that crept up in her stomach. She knew it was wrong, but she couldn't deny her attraction for him; she couldn't deny that there was something there. Mercedes knew her and Sam could never be together like that, but once again she just couldn't deny there was something there.

Mercedes wasn't oblivious to Sam's attraction to her, she knew he must have had a little crush on her but she never expected it to go this far. By no means did she ever intend to let it get this far but now that they had crossed the line there was no going back. She had seen the way he looked at her, the little flirty things he would say when he came over to hang out with Donavan, the looks he would give her, eye fucking her from across the room whenever they were together, it definitely didn't go unnoticed.

She would be lying if she said she wasn't the least bit interested, but he was practically a child; she had seen him grow up and now here she was lying in bed with him spooning the shit out of her. What would she tell her friends, his family, and her son? All these thoughts consumed her mind. This was wrong. Plain and simple and her being the older one she couldn't let it continue.

Her mind and heart were telling her one thing but her body was telling her another. She wanted Sam badly, the way he worked her was nothing short of amazing; she had been with Shane since high school, she never had the opportunity to be with other men and even after the divorce she was too busy with her career and raising her son that she didn't have time for all of that.

She finally broke the hold he had on her and made her way out of the room and down to the kitchen, to make her 'new-whatever- he-was' breakfast. She decided to make him a simple breakfast of waffles bacon and eggs; as she began to gather all the ingredients to make the breakfast when she winced in pain, god he really put it on her. While watching the bacon sizzle on the skillet, she let her mind wander to the first time she knew Sam would cause trouble in her life.

It was a beautiful spring day; Mercedes had just flown back into Lima the day before after completing her movie 'Deadly Assassin' she was just lounging around the pool when she saw him. Sam had walked in with Donavan after football practice and the first thing they did was take off their clothes and jump in the pool. She had never noticed how unbelievably handsome he was. Yeah, he had a gorgeous face but she never looked at his body but she was getting an eyeful now. He had the body that men wish they had, he didn't have a 6 pack he had an 8 pack and she couldn't help but let her eyes wander south. She didn't even know she was staring until Donavan called her out.

"MOM!" he shouted

She snapped out of her daze to realize that both Donavan and Sam were staring at her, Donavan with a confused look and Sam with an amused one

"Uh… Yes Donavan, what is it?" she asked him

"Is there anything to eat? Meaning did you or Consuela cook today?"

"Oh yeah Consuela made Quesadillas for you guys." She said with a smile.

"Awesome, hey Sam, stay out here while I go get them." He said.

"Alright man, no problem." He replied back.

Sam sat in the lounge chair next to her, "it's such a beautiful day isn't it Ms. Jones? I mean what a perfect day just to lounge and... Relax." He said while eyeing her body up and down.

Even though she was wearing a one piece bathing suit and a cover, the way he was looking at her made her feel naked, she felt so exposed, so raw and it was starting to make her uncomfortable. Why was she acting this way? It's just Sam she said to herself. He's been to my house plenty of times, he practically lives here, he's just Donavan's friend; just like Mike. But Mike never looked at her the way Sam does.

"You know Ms. Jones, you have fantastic legs. I bet their soft" he said reaching out and rubbed her thigh slowly, he moaned from the feel of it. "Damn, just like how I imagined." He said in a husky tone. "And I never noticed how pretty plum your lips are." He said while running his thumb across her bottom lip and with a lustful glint in his eye.

She stared at him in horror. Was this fool on drugs? Where did this come from? And why the hell wasn't she stopping him? What was going on? She began to get this throbbing feel in her middle when she felt his hand move closer and closer to her center. She almost gave in to her moans when she snapped out of her lustful haze and gave him another horrified look.

"SAM! What the hell do you think you're doing?" She asked him a shrill voice; she pushed his hand away and stood up with her hands on her hips. She had a stern look on her face but he gave her a look of indifference.

"What comes natural Ms. Jones." Sam said with a shrug of his shoulder.

"Sam…" She said in a warning tone, "Don't you EVER do that again. Do you understand me? Don't ever put your hands on me." she said with a death glare.

"Alright Ms. Jones, whatever you say." He said with a smirk.

She walked back into the house as Donavan was walking back out with the Quesadillas.

"Mom, these are delicious, do you want any?" Donavan asked his mother.

"No honey, I'm ok, thank you, but I'm going to go lay down." She said, making her way up to her bedroom.

Mercedes was fuming when she got to her bedroom, how dare this child touch her like that? Where did he get the nerve? And what the hell was wrong with HER? Almost moaning out loud, yeah it had been a while but damn, this was a child, and here she was letting this CHILD touch her in that way while her son was only a few feet away in the kitchen.

She still felt that throbbing ache between her legs and it angered her that he could make her feel that way with just a barely there touch. She knew she would never be able to lay down with this ache. So she had no choice but to handle business.

She slid into her closet and moved her shoes to the side, pulling the floorboard up; she reached in and pulled out her magic box. It held a variety of sex toys that she had bought over the years. Her personal favorite was the rabbit that Kurt had bought her, as a "that asshole is out of your life for good" gift. She knew that the rabbit would be the only one to handle business the way she needed.

Taking off her bathing suit, slid into her large bed and began to play with herself while images of Sam's body flashed through her mind. She couldn't believe she was imagining HIM but he was the first person that popped up and try as she might, he wouldn't leave her thoughts.

She imagined his plump lips kissing her all over her body, she imagined his big hands cupping her breast as he worked his way down her pussy, making it his. She imagined his pink tongue working his way into her pussy while his large hands pinch her clit, she imagined him pounding her until she screamed for mercy. Before she knew it, she had come all over her sheets with his name on her lips.

From that moment on, she knew she was in trouble, she just didn't know how much but she was soon to find out.

Mercedes snapped out of her daze when she felt two big strong arms wrap around her waist. "Good morning baby." Sam said while kissing her on the cheek.

"Good afternoon is more like it" She replied back.

Sam took a seat on one of the stools by the island and watched her pour him a cup of coffee. The room was quiet except for the continued sizzle of the bacon on the grill. She knew they would have to address what happened and she wanted to do it now, no she needed to do it now, whatever happened last night they needed to talk about it so she decided to stop stalling and just ask him

"Sam… What is this? What the hell are we doing? I mean last night was amazing… I'm not going to lie to you, you took me places that I haven't been to in a while." She said with a blush, she looked down and when she looked back up, she noticed that he was also blushing. His ears were turning red and he had a small hint of pink on his cheeks. "Last night was definitely one for the books but I need to know, what the hell are we doing?" Mercedes asked him in an exasperated tone.

"I mean, if we continue this and this gets out, what do we tell people? My career is on the line and what about your parents and my son?"

"Mercedes, I'm not going to lie to you, I meant what I said, I want you, I know this may sound crazy and I know this seems out of the blue but I've wanted you for so long. I know the consequences, I know the risk but for right now all that matters is this attraction, when we get there, then we'll cross that bridge but right now at this moment, lets live in the moment." Sam said while reaching across the island and grabbing her hands.

She had so many reservations about this. This isn't going to end well, these things never do but she couldn't deny their attraction, last night was a clear indication that there was something there; she knew she was threading on thin ice but she decided to take the plunge and see where it led her. She wasn't going to lie and say she wasn't scared, what she was more worried about was what her son would say if he ever got wind of what happened. Donavan was nothing short of over protective of his mother, she was his whole world and he would do absolutely anything for her. She worried about how he would react if he found out. But like Sam said, lets live in the now and deal with the future later, when the time comes she would address it, for right now she's living life for her.

As she slid him his breakfast, she told him "Ok Sam, let's do this, but we do this on my terms. This is just sex, nothing more nothing less." She said to him.

"No problem baby." Sam said with a crooked smile.

Abandoning his food on the counter, he moved to the other side and kissed her hungrily. He ripped her robe off and slid her on top of the counter, where he proceeded to eat her pussy instead of his own breakfast. As she gripped the counter top, she let her mind wander. I can do this, I'm Mercedes Jones, diva of all divas. It's just harmless, meaningless sex, it's nothing; eventually things would fizzle and he would move on. She got that familiar feeling in her belly and she knew she was close. As she came all over his face and all over the counter top, she knew she could handle it but in the back of her mind, she knew that her troubles were just getting started.

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