Sorry for the LONG wait between updates. I had a bit of writers block coupled with my lack of red wine, lol. Hopefully this update will suffice for now. It's a bit smuty but not quite. We're getting there though. No worries folks. Hope this was worth the wait at least a tiny bit. Here it goes...
"Laying so closely
I feel your skin rubbing and touching me
Only sweat between us
Feeling you kissing and pleasing me
I rub your back
I kiss your neck
I know that you love when we touch like that
I can feel you need me
Feels so good to me…"
Sam had the most sensual lips Mercedes had ever had the pleasure of touching. She simply couldn't get enough of taking in his full lips with hers. Their energy was palpable. She found herself pinned against her door just inside of her living room, the weight of Sam against her, his lips traversing between her neck, cleavage, and back to her lips again. Her hands, roaming underneath his jacket. His hands grasping hungrily at her ass. Mercedes felt her hips inadvertently arching toward Sam. Fuck any rules she had about what she would and would not do on a first date. Right now, his dick was calling her name. It'd been a while and she needed it something terrible. Her body craved what she'd been missing for so long. Something told her this White boy had exactly what the doctor ordered.
Mercedes pulled back, looked at Sam with pure, unadulterated lust in her eyes…
"Let's go to my room, now." She licked her lips seductively.
Sam took a deep breath. "Are you sure? I mean, I just want to make sure, you're sure.".
Was he really playing the moral majority right now, Mercedes thought to herself.
Mercedes grabbed Sam's hand and led him to the bedroom. No other words needed to be said.
Once just inside her bedroom door, reality hit Sam.
"Wait. I don't… I don't have anything."
Fuck.
Mercedes laughed to herself. This is happening? Right now? She threw herself backward on to the bed. She continued to giggle. This couldn't be real life. The first real opportunity she'd had in MONTHS to dust the cobwebs off, and he didn't have anything.
Damn, the universe really knew some cruel jokes.
Sam was confused by the scene that laid before him. He hadn't expected anything, so he wasn't prepared with condoms, but instead of upsetting Mercedes, she laughed? Here he was hard as a rock and she was lying in the bed on her back laughing. What. The. Fuck.
"I am sorry Sam, it's just the irony of the situation is…. I can't do anything but laugh in this moment." Mercedes chuckled.
"Understandable. Look I am sorry I ruined an otherwise perfect date. I thought I would be honest and not that ass hole who would ask to just 'put the head in'". Sam laughed an uncomfortable sigh.
"And for that I appreciate ya." Mercedes sat up. "That line would have bought you a one way ticket to hell in my book. Come here. Lie down with me."
Sam moved tentatively toward the bed. His dick was still on hard and he didn't trust himself to be in close proximity with this beautiful Goddess, without being able to think clearly.
"I know this all came out of no where. I guess I just felt extremely comfortable with you." Mercedes had a innocent smirk on her face.
Sam stopped in his tracks. "I would come lay down next to you, but honestly, I don't trust myself.".
Mercedes smile. "Look. We're adults here. I truly do appreciate your honesty. It's 3:15 am. I don't want the night to end. If you need to *ahem* go home at the moment, I understand. Otherwise… I do make a mean cheese omelette."
Sam weighed his options. Go home and take care of his… frustration. Or stick around and be in the presence of one Ms. Mercedes Jones a bit longer.
"I do like breakfast. A lot.". They laughed. This was definitely turning out to be one of the more interesting nights had in a long time. A situation that could have certainly gone left, was actually turning out to be good.
Sam must have just won the lottery. All his prayers had been answered. Here was a woman who was amazingly beautiful, educated, talented, sassy, sexy as hell, AND could cook? Whatever the universe figured he did to deserve this he was happy as hell to have obliged.
"This is the best damned cheese omelette I have EVER had." Sam gushed.
"Oh, this? This is only a fraction of what I can do." Mercedes winked.
Sam was in heaven. He was also tired as hell. The clock on the microwave read 4:15 AM. They'd been up half the night talking, laughing, eating, and flirting.
"Tomorrow night. Well, technically tonight. 7PM. Me and you, date number 2? Please say yes." Sam didn't even pretend that he wasn't begging. He needed to see her again as soon as possible.
"How do you know I don't have another date lined up? Maybe I have one every day of this week." Mercedes quipped.
"If he's any competition, I am up for the challenge." Sam was more serious than he'd ever been in his life. Any dude who he had to get through to get to Mercedes would be just a small hurdle to the real prize.
Mercedes looked at same with an amused look in her eye. She sensed just how serious he was. He wouldn't be bothered by anyone else who would rival Sam for Mercedes attention. Not that she had anyone else on the horizon, just teasing Sam made this courtship all the more fun.
"Hmm, I'll check my calendar and call. But for now, I need my beauty rest. And not to be rude Mr. Evans, the fact that it's been a long night, is written all over your face." Mercedes grined.
Sam slowly pushed his chair back from the table, got up and walked over to Mercedes. He gave her a slow, sensual kiss. He looked deep into her eyes.
"Tonight. 7pm. I won't be late and I will be prepared.".
He smirked, and strode to the door. He casually looked back as Mercedes was a bit taken aback by the sudden shift in the upper hand. Two could play this flirtatious little game they had.
As soon as Sam left, Mercedes dug her phone out of her purse and dialed up her best friend.
Kurt answered in a sleepy yet sharp voice. "Took you long enough to call."
Mercedes smiled, knowing her best friend probably waited hours for the call and all the dirty details.
"Here's what's gonna happen. I am gonna finally take my ass to bed for a bit. Be here by noon, we'll do brunch, and go shopping because I have date number two. I know you want details. So you can't say no." Mercedes laughed to herself. She knew she had her best friend's interest peaked.
"Ugh, must you make me wait so long! Noon it is. Not a second later." Kurt hung up the line. He smiled to himself. Finally his best friend seemed more alive than she had in a long time.
"Speechless, all I can say
Yes, yes, yes,
All I can say is
Yes, yes, yes, yes…"
Song is "Speechless" by Beyonce Knowles
