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Chapter Ten
"Merge into traffic on Interstate 75 South," the GPS automated voice said firmly. "Zero point one mile ahead." Sam did as instructed.
Mercedes' brown eyes widened in excitement, the blue Welcome to Kentucky sign came into view. "Welcome to Kentucky where education pays." She said, reading the sign minutes later. "I can't believe that I'm in Kentucky." she chuckled. "This is so surreal." She snapped a photo of the welcome to sign and sent it to Kurt and Tina.
"Why is this so surreal?" Sam asked, glancing briefly at her in the rearview mirror.
"Because-because Sam…" she draw out, tucking stray hairs behind her ears. "Mercedes Jones, daughter of Doctor Isaac Jones, DDS., and his saintly wife Racine, doesn't do things like this," she replied, gesturing at her surroundings. "She doesn't pack a bag, skip school just for the fuck of it and hop in the car with her boy friend to travel hundreds of miles to visit his family on spur of the moment. She always does what her parents tell her."
"But Mercedes-soon-to-be-Evans-Jones, is a risk taker," Sam added, smiling. "She shrugs her beautiful shoulders; with her don't give a fuck attitude and goes for it and taking prisoners with her."
Mercedes nodded in agreement. "Yeah," she chuckled. "Mercedes-soon-to-be-Evans-Jones is a badass, I love her."
"So do I," he seconded. "Don't get me wrong I love Mercedes Jones, daughter of Doctor and Mrs. Jones too but there is something about Mercedes-soon-to-be-Evans-Jones that's gets my heart beating a little faster." He growled.
Mercedes paused for a moment and smiled. "It's the soon-to-be-Evans, part isn't it?"
He briefly locked eyes with her and grinned, confirming her statement.
"We're coming up to a rest area soon." Sam informed her as he quickly read the information of the general service sign. "Do you want to stop and stretch your legs?"
"Have you been driving two hours?" A knowing smile spread on her lips.
"Uh…yeah?" he answered with a knowing smile of his own. "I can use a rest."
"I bet." She scoffed, flicking his ear. "Better hope there are no cars around, while we're resting." She giggled. Mercedes heard her phone buzzed. "It's either Kurt or Tina." she checked the text message. "It's from Tina; let's see what she has to say." Mercedes continued as she proceeded to read the text aloud.
"Yea! You made it to Kentucky in one piece!" Sam rolled his eyes, annoyed. "Things here are going great, would you mind if I tell Mike what is going on? You know he wouldn't say anything unless his mom threatens to make him a cup of traditional tea made out of Panda hair… remember, stay out of trouble and I will see you after school tomorrow. Tell Sam hi and he better bring you back safe."
"Why does everyone thinks that I'm going get you in trouble?"
"Cause you're a bad boy Sam Evans," Mercedes said as she answered Tina's text. "You have mad swag and it definitely looks good on you."
"You like that, huh?"
"Hell yeah," she giggled. "A confident man is a sexy man."
"I got to remember that."
A half hour later, Sam drove the car off the main highway and parked into the designated rest area. The place was brightly lit, clean with several picnic tables under a concrete awning.
"Babe, please stay in the car until I check this place out." He said. "I want to make sure it's safe."
"Okay."
He climbed into the backseat and searched his backpack for his flashlight. "For protection." He explained, answering the puzzled expression on her face. Sam got out the car and checked both restrooms and the surrounding wooded area. Once he felt satisfied that it was safe, he gave Mercedes the okay.
He helped her with the bag of food that she had packed for their trip and found an old newspaper on the floor in the back seat to use as cover the table. Mercedes took several pictures of her and Sam acting silly and sent them to Tina and Kurt.
"We are making good time." Sam said, finishing off a bag of Cool Ranch Doritos. "After we find a gas station and fill up the tank, it's smooth sailing from there."
"I can't wait to see your family again." Mercedes bit into her apple and chewed slowly as she remembered the fun she had babysitting Stevie and Stacey. "Your parents are going to shit bricks when they see me." she chuckled.
Sam shrugged his shoulders. "I suppose so," he agreed. "But they love you; they are always asking about you when ever I call or text home where is nearly everyday. My parents know that you're my everything, baby." He pulled her in his lap and rested his chin in the cradle of her neck and shoulder. "I love you Mercedes, if I don't know anything else is this world, I do know that I love you."
Mercedes' heart stuttered in her chest and her breath hitched in her throat as she listened to Sam's declaration of love. She ran her fingers through his blond locks. "I love you too, Sammy…you're my only love."
He planted a lingering kiss on her neck.
The touch on his soft plush lips against her skin sent shock waves through her body. Her thighs clapped together as her clitoris began to throb. He kissed her again, but this time along her jawline. Mercedes shut her eyes, biting her bottom lip to stifle the moan that was begging to come out.
"Mercedes," Sam said, in between kisses. "I think it's time to go to the car."
"I-I think so t-to." she stammered in agreement.
They quickly clean up their trash and sprinted towards the car. Always the gentleman, Sam opened the back door for Mercedes and climbed in after her. He pulled her into a hot kiss, exploring her mouth with his tongue, savoring her sweet taste. His hands dipped in her shirt; she moaned as his huge fingers danced lightly across her silky sensitive flesh, he traced the swelling of her generous breasts with his fingertips; he unclasped her red lacy bra, greeting his favorite girls with a quick flick of his tongue over the nipples.
"Sammy…" Mercedes hissed.
"Mercedes, you are so beautiful." He helped her discard her shirt and bra and sat back and took in the beautiful sight before him. "You're gorgeous. I'm not dreaming am I? You do belong to me?"
"No Sam, you're not dreaming, I do belong to you." She assured him. "Hold your arms up."
Sam held up his arms, Mercedes pulled his t-shirt over his head, dropping it over the front seat. She licked her lips, eying his tone chest greedily. "Damn Sam, when I think I couldn't want you more…" she leaned forward and sucked one of his pink erect nipples into her mouth.
"Shit, Mercedes are you trying to kill me?" he moaned. Sam's dick twitched uncomfortably its cotton confinement. He sucked in his breath and hissed as his girlfriend dragged her hot tongue across his chest and engulfed his other nipple into her mouth.
Mercedes looked up into his green eyes and winked as she continued her ministrations. She kissed and licked her way down his smooth stomach, only stopping to unzip his jeans and springing her new bestest friend from its cell. "Awww, I can't have my new bestest friend locked up." Mercedes teased taking the purple head into her mouth.
"Oh yeah, you're trying to kill me." He stroked her soft cheeks and ran his fingers through her hair as she gave his dick and balls a tongue bath. It didn't take long for the sensation of his impending orgasm overtook him. "Baby, please stop," he said regretfully. "I'm not ready to cum."
Mercedes released his sweet dick from her mouth and licked her lips. She kissed her way up his chest, ending with a passionate kiss on the lips. Sam reached down, hooked his thumbs in the waistband of her pants and panties and pushed them down over her knees. She laid down on the backseat, her legs instantly fell apart, give Sam a view of her glistering pussy lips. He swiped his thumb across them and brought his soaked finger to her lips. She licked his thumb clean.
He pulled her pants and panties completely off and position himself between her legs. Mercedes watched as he took the condom out of the wrapper and placed it on the tip of his dick. Once he was sheathed, he guided his hard dick inside her wet, tight pussy, calling out her name as her vaginal muscles wrapped themselves around him. He wrapped her short legs around his slim waist and began to take long, slow strokes. He lowered himself on top of her, burying his head between her breasts.
The sound of sweaty flesh slapping together, accompanied by the melody of passion was stuck on repeat as Sam and Mercedes danced to their own song. Mercedes gripped the short blond locks on the back of Sam's head; arching her back forward, Mercedes took shallow breaths as the tightening of her abdomen muscles intensified - she has passed the point of no return.
Sam felt her vaginal muscles clamped down hard on his dick, his moans muffled by the mouthful of breast he was greedily sucking on.
"Sammy…!" she cried out between breaths. "Sammy…!" Mercedes nails dug in his back, drawing blood as her body shuddered in pleasure.
She was still in the throes of enjoying her orgasm as Sam's balls tightened and his dick swelled within her, He increased his strokes as his climax continued to build, he released the breast he was sucking and slipped his tongue between her sweet lips, he moaned her name against her mouth as he came hard and fast. He tightened his arms around her, laid his head on her chest and waited for his breathing to come under control.
He tilted his head and kissed her on the chin. "I love you, baby."
"I love you too, baby" she cooed, as she continued to play with his hair.
All too soon, they had to wash up, get dressed and be on their way…
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"Do you want me to drive?" Mercedes asked. They had stopped at a gas station to refill the gas tank.
"Nah, baby, I got it." Sam assured her; he kissed her tenderly on the lips. "Buckle up." He yawned.
Mercedes looked at him worried, "Sam if you're tire, I can drive so you can get some rest. It wouldn't be any problem."
"I'll be okay Mercedes," he smiled, he held up an energy drink. "See?"
"Sam, let me drive for an hour okay?" she pleaded, ignoring the can of energy drink.
He looked into her doe eyes and nodded. "Okay, for one hour." He agreed. "Just long enough for a nice little nap." They exchanged places. Sam grabbed his Captain America birthday crown, placed it on his head as he got comfortable and shut his eyes. He felt Mercedes' eyes on him. "What? I told you my baby had this hat made especially for me," he said with a smile.
Mercedes giggled, as she put the car in drive. "Get some sleep, Sam." The next time Sam heard Mercedes' voice, they were in the driveway of his parent's home. "Wake up Sammy, we're here." She said softly, tickling his side. "Sammy…"
"Five more minutes, baby." He muttered, placing his crown over his eyes.
Mercedes took out her phone and took several pictures of him. "Sam, we're at your parent's house."
"What?" he said, no longer sleepy. He lifted up his crown and looked at their surroundings. "Mercedes, why didn't you wake me?" he rubbed the sleep from his eyes.
"I did try to wake you, but you batted my hand away, plus you look so adorable sleeping with your Captain America crown on, I'd decided to let you sleep. Besides, all I had to do was follow the directions from the GPS and here we are."
Sam smiled sleepily and got out the car. He stretched his tire muscles, and filled his lungs with the fresh Kentucky air.
"Your parent's home is beautiful." Mercedes observed, looking around. "And everything is so…green."
Sam laughed. "You'll get use to it." He entwined his fingers in hers, led her up the front porch and knocked loudly on the front door. He winked at Mercedes, it had been more than four months since he has seen his family and he was very excited, and having the love of his life with him made it extra special. He knocked on the door again.
"Who is knocking on my door at this hour of the night?" His father shouted on the other side of the threshold.
"Dad it's me, Sam." Sam answered with a big smile on his face. "Aren't you going to let me in?"
"Sam?" His father replied anxiously as he unlocked the door.
"And Mercedes." Mercedes spoke up, laughing.
"Mercedes? Mary! Sam and Mercedes are here!" he shouted. He opened the door; the elder Evans man pulled his son into his arms and engulfed him in a bear hug. "Sam, son what are you doing here?"
"It's my birthday and I was missing my family, so Mercedes and I hopped in her car and here we are."
Dwight glanced at Mercedes and held out his arm for her to join them in the hug fest.
"Sam!" Mary cried, shoving her husband out the way. She showered her eldest son's face with kisses. "It's so good to see you." She stepped back and took a good look at him. "Well you're not starving, so they are feeding you."
"Sam is a bottomless pit." Mercedes teased.
Mary turned her attention to Mercedes and embraced her. "How are you doing, Mercedes?" she asked, kissing her cheeks. "You're lovelier than the last time I saw you."
"Thank you Mrs. Evans, I'm doing great."
"Where are the little munchkins?" Sam asked.
"Where they ought to be," Dwight replied. "In bed, sleeping."
"Would you mind if Mercedes and I go up and see them?"
"Go ahead, Stevie and Stacey will never forgive me if they knew Mercedes were here and they didn't get a chance to see her until the morning."
Mercedes followed Sam to the stairs.
"I'll get your room ready for Mercedes and Sam you can sleep on the couch in the den." Mary called after them.
"Okay mom." Sam reached out for Mercedes' hand. She placed her small hand his.
Dwight and Mary watched the young couple go upstairs. Dwight hugged his wife, grinning from ear to ear. Mary, as if she read her husband's mind, nodded and giggling, softly.
"I haven't seen our son this happy since last summer," Dwight replied. "I think Sam is going to tell us that Mercedes is the one."
"Dwight that is old news," Mary said. "If you were really paying attention to his calls, you would have noticed the lilt in his voice when ever he talked about her."
"Kind of like me, when ever I say your name," he kissed his wife on the cheek. "Com'on I'll help you get Sam's room ready for Mercedes."
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Stacey rubbed her eyes several times before she believed that her brother and Mercedes were standing at her bedside. "Sammy," she finally said. She reached out for him. Sam lifted her in his arms and twirled her around. "I had missed you so much." she pressed her lips against his cheek.
"I'd missed you too, Stace." He said, stroking her long hair.
Stacey reached for Mercedes; she took the small girl in her arms and hugged her tightly. "Are you here to babysit me and Stevie?" she asked, hopefully.
"No sweetie," Mercedes replied. "But, we can hangout if you like, once you wake up."
"Okay," she smiled sleepily; she kissed her on the cheek and returned to bed. "You promise that I'll see you when I wake up?"
"Yes sweetie." Mercedes assured her.
"G'night Stace, sweet dreams." Sam replied, kissing on the forehead.
Stevie tried to act nonchalant when he laid eyes on his big brother and Mercedes.
"Hey Sam, hey Mercedes." he greeted. Sam sat on the edge of his bed and ruffled his hair.
"Hey squirt; you have no hug for your big brother?"
"Nah, that's for babies. " He replied, shrugging his shoulders.
"Do you have one for me?" Mercedes asked, pouting. "I haven't seen you in a long time and I came all this way to see you, thinking that I was going to get one of your special hugs."
Stevie always had a little crush on Mercedes, he look at her shyly with one eyebrow raised, a bashful smile set on his lips. "I guess I can give you a hug." He finally replied.
Mercedes moved closer to the bed and bend over. Stevie wrapped his small arms around her neck and squeezed her as hard as he could.
"Thank you, Stevie." She gave him a peck on the cheek.
He cheeks turned a pale shade of pink.
Sam narrowed his eyes, pretending to be jealous. "Are you trying to steal my girl?"
Stevie shook his head, biting his bottom lip. "No." his little brother mumbled.
"Then why are you giving her all of your hugs, huh?" Sam began tickling him.
"Sam, stop it," he laughed, trying to block Sam's hands. Soon the brothers were wrestling. Mercedes thought they were cute and took several pictures.
Once Sam and Stevie calm down, they hugged each good night.
"See you in the morning Mercedes." he called out, giving her a full fledge smile.
"I can't wait sweetie."
"It seems like I'm not the only Evans male that's in love with you." He said teasingly as he and Mercedes walked downstairs.
"What can I say?" Mercedes replied. "The Evans men have good taste."
Sam kissed her on the cheek. "You got that right."
Mary and Dwight met them at the bottom of the stairs.
"Mercedes, Sam's room is ready for you," Dwight informed her. "And son, the couch in the den is all yours."
"Thank you Mr. and Mrs. Evans, for opening your home to me." Mercedes said politely.
"Mercedes, no need to thank us, you're family." Mary replied.
The younger woman felt her cheeks grew warm as Sam's green eyes sparkled.
"I'll go and get our things from the car." He said, leaving Mercedes with his parents. Sam sprinted to the car and grabbed their backpacks along with his Captain America birthday crown and placed it on his head and returned to the house.
His parents laughed when they saw the birthday crown sitting on top of his head.
"What do you have on your head son?" Dwight asked.
"It's a one of a kind Captain America birthday crown, my girlfriend had made especially for me." he said, proudly. "I have grown every attached to it."
Mercedes rolled her eyes and shook her head. Her boyfriend was such a dork.
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Dwight and Mary went to bed, leaving Mercedes and Sam in the den. Before they went up, Dwight took Sam aside to have a little talk.
"Sam, you know that your mother and I trust you," he began. "Otherwise, I would be sleeping on the stairs to make sure that you wouldn't sneak up to your room to be with Mercedes."
"Dad, you don't have to worry, I will not disrespect you and mom and neither will Mercedes." Sam assured him; the tips of his ears turned five shades of red.
"Good to hear son," he clapped Sam's shoulders. "See you in the morning."
"Want to watch a movie?" Sam asked Mercedes, reaching for the television remote.
"Not really," she replied. "I think that I'll head up to bed."
"Okay." He escorted her to the foot of the stairs. "This is as far as I go." He said. "I promised my dad that I won't let you have your way with me."
"Sam Evans, you didn't." she said, hitting him on the forearm. "I don't want your parents to know that we're having sex."
"I didn't tell them," He said, "You know parents, they have a sixth sense about that sort of thing."
"How embarrassing, I don't know if I can ever looked them in the eyes again, knowing that they think I'm sexing their son every chance I get."
"Well you are." He quipped.
"Samuel Evans…" he silenced her with a scorching kiss. "Mmmm…"
"Yeah," Sam gasped, once they came up for air. "That should tie you over until the morning."
tbc...
A/N: Thanks for reading!