A/N: OMG IM BACK! LOL I'm soooooooo sorry it's taken forever to update, but Senior is crazy with a new job, school work, drama club, AND college apps. But getting to update, even a short chapter, was totally worth it for you guys. I can't began to describe how much I've missed writing and receiving reviews from you guys. I decided to update this story first b/c it's such a short chapter. I'm still working on Summer Lovin (it's heading towards scandalous :-). But I hope you guys enjoy, and as always please feel free to review.
Mercedes awoke to find herself still cuddled in the spooning position with Sam; she glanced at the clock seeing that they had only been sleeping for a little over two hours. She smiled to herself and sighed happily at the feeling of having his strong arms wrapped securely around her waist. She turned around to face him and was surprised to see two bright green eyes already looking back at her.
"I didn't wake you did I?" she asked.
"No. I was just thinking." Sam said.
"About that guy at the park?" Mercedes asked sadly.
"About you actually." Sam said, stroking her cheek softly.
"Thinking about me? What were you thinking about me?" she giggled softly.
"Well if you must know, I was thinking about how boss you look in this outfit." Sam said, looking into her eyes.
"Really? What do you like about my outfit?" she asked grabbing his hand that was resting on her cheek and intertwining their fingers.
"I don't think you want me to answer that dollface." He replied, his eyes flashing dangerously.
Mercedes gulped loudly at the intense look in his eyes, "Tell me." She whispered before slowly moving closer to him to lie on top of him.
Sam sighed at the feel of having her against him.
"Well for starters, you are the most beautiful girl I have ever laid eyes on." He said, tucking her hair behind her ear, and causing her to blush. "The way you fill out that top… is razzing my berries like you wouldn't believe." He said lightly running his hands across her back and her sides, as she buried her head in his chest to stifle her laugh. "And Christ, those shoes! They make your legs look so long and smooth." He exclaimed, running his fingers up and down the back of her legs, making her shiver. "But what I really like is how your ass looks in these shorts." He whispered, slowly trailing his hands up her legs to cup her ass.
Mercedes moaned as he kneaded her bottom softly, she quickly pulled him into a heated kiss; grinding herself against his erection as he continued to grab and smack her butt lightly. She sat up slightly, allowing Sam to remove her shirt, kissing his way across her breast, lightly licking her nipple through the lace of the black bra. Mercedes moaned loudly as she gripped his hair tightly, causing Sam to groan in pleasure as she continued to grind roughly into his crotch. Sam continued to lick and suck her nipples through her bra, while gripping her ass tightly, pulling her into him. They both moaned loudly, before attacking each other's lips, clawing desperately at one another. She was moving her hand under his t-shirt to feel his firm abs when suddenly her bedroom door flew open.
"I told you I last saw her with it in he- OH MY GOD!" Kurt exclaimed as he rushed into her room with Blaine close behind. Mercedes quickly separated from Sam covering herself with a pillow, as Kurt and Blaine both put their hands over their eyes.
"I'm sorry Queen; we were looking for the phonebook." Kurt apologized, as Mercedes handed Sam a pillow to put over his lap.
"I told Kurt to knock-. "
"But I thought you guys were still on your park date." Kurt said, interrupting Blaine.
"That didn't work out too well…" Sam murmured.
"Aww what happened?" Kurt asked, dropping his hand from his eyes and sitting on the edge of the bed concerned.
"Kurt, can we talk about this later." Mercedes sighed, sweeping her hand between her and Sam.
"Oh right! Of course, later. But Mr. Sam Evans, our Queen here is a good girl, remember that." Kurt exclaimed as Blaine sighed and carted him from the room, tossing Mercedes a knowing look, before exiting her room.
"Wow. Next time we're going to my pad." Sam sighed as he collapsed back onto her bed.
"I'm sorry Sammy. I should've known Kurt and Blaine would be here." Mercedes said, lying down next to him.
"I'm not so much bothered by the warning as I am that we were interrupted when I was just getting to the promise land." Sam smiled, looking down to Mercedes bust. She lightly smacked him on the arm, moving to put her shirt back on before Sam grabbed her arm, stopping her.
"You're not gonna help me with this?" Sam asked, gesturing to his crotch.
Mercedes paused for a second, debating whether to help him or laugh at him, before stating "Think of the National Anthem."
"Ugh! Okay but you gotta sing it for me." Sam groaned in frustration.
"Why me?" Mercedes giggled at his frustrated look.
"Because you're the cause of this dollface. If you weren't so far out, I wouldn't be like this. Pleeeease?" He begged.
"Okay, okay, okay. Don't have a cow." Mercedes calmed him, before singing the National Anthem, adding her own flair to it, which actually had Sam more aroused than before.
"Did it help?" she asked, looking at Sam expectantly.
"Not exactly…" he murmured.
Mercedes looked to see him clutching the pillow tighter to his pelvis, and his face even more red than before. She leaned over and started to playfully try to comfort him, unknowingly pushing her still exposed cleavage into his line of sight.
"C'mon Mercy you're killing me!" Sam groaned in frustration, slamming his head back against the headboard.
"Aww my poor baby!" she sighed, unable to control her giggles.
"Haha. I'm glad you think this is such a big tickle, cause this is agony for me." Sam pouted. Mercedes finally calmed down her amusement long enough to see how upset he really was. She took pity on him.
"Okay I'm sorry Sammy. Tell Mercy what she can do to make it better." She whispered in his ear, making him involuntarily shiver.
Sam cut his smoldering eyes towards her, "Don't be a tease Mercedes." Sam warned, unsure of how much control he had left.
"So you don't want me to help?" she asked seductively, as she removed the pillow from his lap, and slowly traced her hand down his chest, to the top of his jeans, making him moan deeply. "Show me what you want me to do Sammy." She whispered as she undid the top of his pants, and pulled the zipper down deadly slow.
Sam grasped her hand and put it over his erection outside of his jeans, rubbing it up and down slowly. Mercedes caught on, and continued to rub him, stopping only to reach into his boxers and withdraw his stiff erection. Sam continued to look into Mercedes' soulful brown eyes and groaned deeply as she slowly brought her hand to her mouth, licked her palm twice, and placed it back onto his member; stroking him firmly and steadily. Sam moaned as his head fell back against the headboard, he clenched his bottom lip between his teeth as he closed his eyes tightly.
Mercedes loved the control she had over Sam in that moment; watching his chest rise and fall quickly, hearing his voice hitch amid his moans of her name as she kissed and sucked up and down his neck. They had explored one another's bodies before; bringing the other pleasure with their hands, but always under their clothes.
"Faster." Sam groaned, placing his hand over her own, tightening her grip as she stroked him faster. Sam pulled her into a passionate kiss as he exploded into her hand.
"Feel better?" Mercedes asked with a smile, as she watched Sam slowly regain his breath.
"Much." Sam sighed happily. He quickly raced to the bathroom, returning with a warm rag and proceeded to clean his seed from Mercedes' hand.
"Thank you Mercy, I really needed that." Sam said, as he watched her put her shirt on as he adjusted his own clothes.
"It's no problem Sammy, it was just handy." She smiled, sitting on the side of her bed.
"No not just for that," Sam chuckled "but for intimacy, this moment of just us. I wasn't fooling when I said I missed you. I love being with you, not just like that, although I do love that. But everything, when we go on dates, or chat on the phone, or just shoot the breeze; I want it to be like that all the time." He said, sitting closely to her.
"Sammy, are you asking me what I think you're asking me?" Mercedes asked with a sure grin.
"Mercedes Jones, will you go steady with me?" Sam asked, holding her hand in his, sliding a silver band onto her right finger. "This is a promise ring, and I promise that one day I'm gonna make you my wife. But until then, this ring will let the whole world know you're mine and I'm yours."
"Oh Sammy, you kook! What took you so long?" She exaggerated, trying not to let any tears spill, pushing him lightly in the arm.
"Hey! I just make you my girl and you're abusing me?" Sam laughed.
Mercedes laughed along with him before kissing him lightly.
"I gotta go tell Kurt." She exclaimed, jumping up from the bed and throwing her door open, only to have Blaine and Kurt tumble into her room.
"What the-?"
"We weren't eavesdropping." Blaine started.
"I was." Kurt admitted, interrupting his boyfriend.
"H-how much did you hear?" Sam asked, standing up from the bed.
"Not much-"
"Everything." Kurt and Blaine said at the same time, causing both Mercedes and Sam to blush wildly.
"Well that's my queue to split." Sam said, rubbing the back of his neck embarrassingly.
"Oh yeah! Noah and Quinn called; they wanted to know if you were okay." Blaine said to Mercedes and Sam.
"Yeah Puck is probably staked out in my house waiting for me. I should go." Sam turned to Mercedes and pulled her into a sweet and romantic kiss. "I'll ring you later?"
"Okay." She replied dreamily, taking his hand and walking him to the door where they shared another demure kiss, before he left.
She turned around to find Blaine and Kurt standing behind her, looking at her expectantly.
"What?" she asked innocently. Moving to the kitchen, retrieving a small bowl of fruit and moving to the living room.
"Don't 'what' us. I'm still waiting to hear what happened at the park today." Kurt said, standing with his arms crossed over his chest.
"Okay fine." She sighed, sitting down on the couch, waiting for Kurt and Blaine to get comfortable next to her, before going into the whole long story.
"I am so sorry Queen. I wish I could have been there to help defend you." Kurt gasped on the verge of tears.
"Well I wish I had been there to help Sam kick his ass." Blaine said, causing Kurt and Mercedes to gasp in shock.
"Blaine!" Mercedes exclaimed.
"No Cedes, that grundy deserved every bruise and broken bone, you and Quinn should have jumped on those little hussies who were giggling like hyenas." Blaine said, sitting back and folding his arms.
"Why is every man in my life a fighter?" Mercedes asked more to herself.
"Because we love you, and we aren't going to let anyone walk all over you." Kurt said determinedly.
"Oh, I love you guys too!" Mercedes exclaimed happily, opening her arms and being engulfed in a big hug by the both of them.
Mercedes finally felt that for the first time in a while, things were going great. She wasn't going to let racist pricks ruin the fact that she had a sexy and funny man that loved her, her family, friends, great job, and apartment. Everything seemed perfect. But she should have known that perfect was just a fleeting feeling, and that this was just the calm before the storm.
What did you think? What do think the upcoming issue is gonna be? More racists? Family? Rachel? Pregnancy? O.O
I didn't put any translations for this chapter b/c most are pretty self explanatory. I will probably be updating this story more than Summer Lovin, since SL is much more complex and dramatic.
Please review, and it's good to be back :-D