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**Disclaimer" I don't own Glee or any of its characters. The show graced us with great characters but horrible writers who throw real potential relationships like samcedes down the drain. Ok, end of my rant. ****

Chapter 14

Despite wanting to stay in her dressing room the entire night by themselves, Sam and Mercedes eventually made it to Pastis Bar to meet Sebatian and Matt. Both of them couldn't hide the massive grins that were across their faces. Sebastian definitely noticed that Mercedes was the calmest and most relaxed he has ever seen her. The foursome was sitting in a corner booth, drinking champagne and jamming to the live music. Mercedes was holding Sam's hand under the table when Sebstian leaned across the table to whisper into her ear.

"Is there something you need to tell me?" He asked, as he gestured to Sam's and Mercedes intertwined hands. Mercedes shrugged her shoulders and looked coyly at her manager. Sebastian's eyes bulged.

"Are you guys together?" He asked, genuinely surprised by what he was observing.

"Well…" Mercedes began. Sebastian clapped his hands together.

"Perfect! This is going to sell million of tickets! I can see it now. The promotion can say 'Come see the singing love birds on stage!' This is publicity gold. Good work, girl!" Mercedes could have sworn she could see dollar bills signs dancing in Sebastian's eyes. She loved that her manager was always looking for ways for her to capitalize on her brand, but she was NOT interested in putting her relationship with Sam on full blast.

"No, Sebastian! This is off limits." Her face was so rigid and serious, Sebastian almost spit out his champagne.

"Cedes, come on. This is pure gold. You saw how everyone ate him up tonight, plus the reporters are talking about that introduction you gave him already. They saw that attraction a mile away." Mercedes shook her head furiously.

"No, Sebastian! Not this relationship. All the other ones were kids' games. This is different. This is-" Mercedes turned her face to watch Sam talking to Matt and couldn't help smiling. "This is real. Sam and I are real." Mercedes was so overwhelmed by the meaning behind those words that she had to drop her eyes away from Sebastian and take a sip of her champagne. Sebastian tilted his head, staring intently at Mercedes and chuckled.

"Mercedes Jones, are you…are you in love with Sam?" Mercedes felt her face flush under Sebastian's stare and heard him start laughing before she could answer him.

"Oh my God! You are! Damn, the world has finally come to an end." Sebastian huffed as he slumped back into his chair. Mercedes got up from her seat and grabbed Sebastian's lapel, dragging him out of his seat to a spot away from the table. Sam watched curiously at them. Mercedes pushed Sebastian against the wall of the club and pointed a finger in his face.

"Sebastian, so help me. If you tease me about this…"Mercedes warned. Sebastian laughed at her tactics.

"You'll do what, Cedes? Kiss Sam senseless in front of me or pout until he gives you a hug?" Sebastian was pinching Mercedes' cheeks at this point. Mercedes rolled her eyes.

"I have never seen you like this. You suddenly look…young. It looks really good on you." Sebastian pulled Mercedes into a hug. Mercedes dropped her tough stance and returned the hug.

"I really love him, Bass. Why does that scare the hell out of me?" She confessed to him as she leaned her head into his chest.

"Because, my dear, you are a control addict. And that man will not let you control him. That's pretty scary, but it can also be pretty amazing." Mercedes nodded her head in agreement.

"And as much as I want to ride this potentially fabulous publicity train all the way to the bank, I am going to respect this new relationship and give you some space." Sebastian kissed the top of her head and released her from their hug.

"Thank you Bass. He is pretty great, isn't he?" Mercedes gushed as she looked over at Sam lovingly.

"Oh yes. Before you told me your secret, I was planning to see if I could take a ride of that little caboose of his tonight." Sebastian winked at Mercedes as he licked his lips. Mercedes had to cover her mouth with both hands from that little reveal as she leaned against the wall.

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Matt had to wave his hand in front of Sam to get his attention away from whatever Sebastian and Mercedes were talking about in the corner of the bar.

"Earth to Sam. Come in Sam." Matt was snapping his fingers at this point. Sam finally snapped out of his jealous stare and brought his attention to Matt.

"I'm sorry man. My mind is kind of all over the place." Sam explained as he took a sip of his drink.

"Mmhmm, all over Mercedes' ass." Matt answered. Sam spit his drink out of his mouth. Matt laughed as he patted him on the back.

"Give it up, man. You all are so into each other, it's sick. And way too obvious." Matt laughed as he saw Sam's face turn bright red.

"Yeah. Well then how come her little manager over there doesn't seem to have noticed. He is awfully touchy with Mercedes." Sam answered sourly. Matt laughed.

"Dude, I think you need to be more worried that he is going to grab your ass, before he grabs Mercedes." Matt nearly rolled off his chair when Sam's face finally showed that he understood where Sebastian's persuasion leaned to.

"Ok, now I feel stupid. Usually I'm good at picking that stuff up." Sam shook his head embarrassed. Matt waved him off.

"You've got jealousy eyes on, right now. Everyone looks like a potential threat. You must be really into her, huh?"

Sam laughed to himself and a huge smile covered his face as he nodded.

"Hey good for you two," Matt said as he shook Sam's hand, "She's an amazing lady. A handful though? Reminds me of your song…hey wait a minute! Is she the one you wrote the song about?" Matt's eyes danced as he figured it out. Sam laughed as he nodded his head. Matt smacked his hand to the side of his head.

"Oh man, ofcourse it is. She is definitely that girl. I can't wait to see your other stuff now." Sam's face sudden turned serious.

"You know, Matt. I'm glad you said that because I wanted to talk to you about the offer. About the singing, how tied to that is Billy Ray? I'm not really a performer you know. My heart is with writing. I leave the performing to that goddess over there." Sam smiled as he pointed at Mercedes.

"You don't want the recording contract?" Matt questioned.

"Like I said Matt, my heart is in writing, not performing. Now this is between you and me, but…how would Billy Ray feel about just signing me for just the writing?" Matt let out a low whistle.

"I don't know, man. He was really blown away by your voice. Hell, the whole place was. Give me a couple of days to feel him out. I can let you know then if it's a good idea to try to change the deal. I'll look out for you." Matt put his hand on Sam's shoulder. Sam let out a deep breath.

"Thanks, bro. You know how much I want this deal, so I am not trying to screw it up. Just put some feelers out there for me." Sam shook Matt's hand.

"In the meantime though, it wouldn't hurt to pull Ms. Lady over there into some duets with you." Matt added. "That way we can hear your stuff and still you'd still be singing. Billy wants to hear that you are still singing, so why not do some duets."

"I love that idea!" Mercedes shouted as she joined the guys at the table with Sebastian.

"I agree too! You guys have great chemistry and it will give the shows great publicity." Sebastian interjected. Mercedes gave him a side-eye look, which made Sebastian raise his hands nervously.

"I didn't suggest it. Your man here did. I'm just agreeing." He reasoned. Mercedes narrowed her eyes at him, but then turned her attention on Sam.

"Alright. Let's back up a minute. First of all, babe, how is this going to help you with your contract?" Mercedes asked thoughtfully.

"Matt thinks I could use the duets as a way to pacify Billy Ray until we can convince him to just sign me to a writing contract. But what do you think?" Mercedes looked at Sam surprised.

"You really want to know what I think?"

"Of course, Mercy. You're a smart business woman. Bossy as hell, but smarter than anyone I know." Sam caressed her cheek. Mercedes held his hand and looked deeply in his eyes.

"Thank you for that. Your respect means a lot to me." They both looked lovingly at each other when they heard both Sebastian and Matt clear their throats. They turned their faces to them.

"Um, you guys we're still here." Sebastian interjected. Mercedes laughed.

"Oops, sorry, Bass. And I agree with Matt. The more he hears you, the more he'll like you. You use that to your advantage to talk to him about changing the details of your contract. Maybe he won't eliminate the singing completely, but he might be willing to limit it. Either way, he will only grow to like you, which is always an advantage." Sam watched Mercedes with awe and appreciation. Damn! Smart, funny, sexy as hell…how is this woman still available?

"Ok, babe. You convinced me. But just a song or two per night, okay?" Sam asked.

"Hmm, I don't know." Mercedes stated mischievously. "Can you handle being on stage with all of this goodness dancing in front of you?" Mercedes asked playfully as she ran her hands along her body frame. Sam let out a moan as he watched her hands trace the body he was dying to ravage.

"Um, I don't know." Sam admitted, trying to refrain himself from snatching Mercedes up and fucking her in the back of the building.

"Hmm, let's test you." Mercedes answered with a wink. She jumped out of her seat and ran to the stage with the band. Sam watched as she talked to the band leader, who then handed her a microphone. Mercedes stood in front of the crowd, who were applauding her madly. Sam's face shone with pride as she confidently took the stage.

"Hey everyone. I am Mz.-"

"Mercedes Jones!" The crowd interjected with hoots and applause. Mercedes laughed at the crowd's impromptu response. Sam's eyes were so fixed on Mercedes that he felt like the entire room faded away behind her. He could see her every facial twitch, each time her eyelashes batted, each time she inhaled and exhaled. He was overwhelmed by her presence.

"I guess you all know me, huh? Good. Mind if I sing something for you all. This is dedicated to my special emerald eyes." She smiled at Sam and sang directly to him.

You love me especially different every time
You keep me on my feet happily excited
By your cologne, your hands, your smile, your intelligence
You woo me, you court me, you tease me, you please me
You school me, give me some things to think about
Ignite me, you invite me, you co-write me, you love me, you like me
You incite me to chorus, ooh
Ooh...

You love me especially different every time
You keep me on my feet happily excited
By your cologne, your hands, your smile, your intelligence
You woo me, you court me, you tease me, you please me
You school me, give me things to think about
Invite me, you ignite me, co-write me, you love me, you like me
Incite me to chorus
La, la, la...
Da, da, da...
Do, do, do...

You're different and special
You're different and special in every way imaginable
You love me from my hair follicles to my toenails
You got me feeling like the breeze, easy and free and lovely and new
Oh when you touch me I just can't control it
When you touch me, I just can't hold it
The emotion inside of me, I can feel it

Ah...

Mercedes heard the applause of the crowd and she felt that taps of congratulations on her shoulders. But she only saw one thing- Sam's face watching her every movement. She felt self-conscious under the intensity of his stare. She was speaking to Matt and Sebastian, who were congratulating her on her performance, when she felt Sam's hand on the small of her back and elbow, leading her away from them and toward the restaurant's exit.

"Yeah, so bye you guys. We have to go." Sam barked at the guys while he continued to usher Mercedes out the door of the restaurant. Standing there, watching the couple leave, Matt and Sebastian looked at each other in confusion. Sam lead Mercedes into cab that was waiting for them at the back entrance.

"Sam, don't you think you were a tad rude in how you said goodbye to the guys back there?" Mercedes whispered into Sam's ear as he cradled her in his arms. Sam was clutching her close and kissing the top of her head softly.

"Nope. They'll be fine."

"But Sam…" Sam shook his head, indicating to her to stop.

"I have shared you enough tonight. The audience at the concert had you. The people at the Pastis had you. That's all I am willing to share tonight. The rest of the evening you are my princess and mine alone." Mercedes smiled and breathed in the smell of Sam's cologne as she lay on his chest. The cab delivered them in front of the Trump International Hotel & Tower. Sam peppered Mercedes face with kisses in the elevator until they reached her suite. When she opened the door, her room was covered with white and purple roses. Mercedes gasped at the sight of the floral. There had to be atleast six dozen bouquets.

"Sam, when did you do this?" She whispered, barely being able to catch her breath. Standing behind her, Sam wrapped his arms around her waist and leaned his cheek next to hers.

"Right before your concert tonight. I knew that it would be hard for you to be here without your family, so I wanted your suite to be full of warmth and happiness. Plus your favorite color." He kissed her cheek softly.

"Sam, this is amazing, but baby this must have been so expensive. You can't spend your money like that on me." She was holding Sam's arms, when she felt him slowly turn her towards him.

"Ms. Jones, no money in the world is too much to spend on you. Your reaction to this was worth all the money I spent and a thousand more." Sam replied as he stroked her face.

Mercedes pulled Sam close and kissed him gently on the lips. The kiss quickly grew in intensity and both felt their bodies crave to be close to each other. Mercedes reluctantly pulled away from the kiss and took Sam's hand. She led him to her bedroom. Once in her room, Sam gently sat her on the end of her bed. He knelt down and carefully removed her shoes. He kissed the top of her feet, her ankles and her calves. He then slowly undid each snap of her blouse, kissing his way down her chest with each opening. Once her clothes were off, Sam looked at her with eyes heavy with want. Unconsciously, Mercedes' hands were covering her abdomen. She might have not noticed, but Sam did. He gently moved her hands to the side so that he could kiss her abdomen. Mercedes was a little reluctant to do it at first, but she looked into Sam's face and saw such love and adoration, that her fears disappeared.

"Baby, you are so beautiful. You don't ever have to cover anything for me. You're perfect." He breathed , as he wrapped his arms around her and held her close. A tear trickled down her eye that Sam kissed away. Standing, he began to undo his shirt, but Mercedes' hands reached up and stopped him.

"Let me." She said softly. She lifted his shirt over his head. She ran her hands down his chest and over his tight abdomen, kissing each ripple and muscle. Her fingers were gentle, but aggressive. He growled lowly at the touch of fingers on his body. Her actions were making his body grow more and more stiff. She unbuckled his pants and peeled his pants and underwear off of him. She laid him on the bed as she kissed down his body. She held his large member in her small hand, gently massaging it to a slow rhythm. Sam let out another low growl.

"Shit, Mercedes. That feels so fucking amazing." Mercedes continued the slow rhythm, while running her tongue along the head of his member. Sam was clutching to the bed sheets with all of his might, trying to keep control while she worked him into a frenzy. Sensing that he was close, Mercedes slowed her rhythm and reached down to the pocket of Sam's pants, pulling out a condom.

After sheathing him, she was preparing to direct him inside her, when she felt Sam's hands on her shoulders.

"Baby, wait a minute." He panted. Mercedes watched as he licked his lips and tried to speak. He found it extremely hard to speak at the moment, but there was something he needed to say.

"I need to tell you something before we go further. You were just so amazing a few minutes ago, I couldn't get my thoughts together." Mercedes smiled softly, watching Sam's expression turn serious.

"Mercy, I need you to know that I've wanted you for a long time. You are so beautiful and so sexy, and just so amazing. I stopped us from going there because I didn't want it to be casual between us. And I still don't. I am so in love you with Mercedes Jones and I want you to be the only woman in my life. It would be an honor and a privilege if you would let me be your boyfriend." Mercedes cradled Sam's face in her hands wiping the tears that escaped from the corner of his eyes with her thumbs.

"The fact that you would ask me in such a genuine and beautiful way takes my breath away, Sam. You are my man, my friend, my heart. I love you." Mercedes kissed Sam with all the love and passion that her heart was feeling. Sam gently laid her down next to him, positioning himself between her legs. He slowly guided himself inside of her, allowing his hands to roam possessively over her body as she roamed his. His eyes looked directly at hers as his rhythm increased and deepened.

"I'm going to make love to you all night long, Mercedes. I want to know and feel every single inch of you." He whispered in her ear as he lifted her legs onto his shoulder, groaning at the intensity of their heat and need to be deeper inside of her.

"Ssssaaaammm, I'm cuming." She moaned as she dug her nails into his back.

"Cum for me, baby." He whispered into her ear. Mercedes threw her head back and was overwhelmed by the wave of ecstasy that came. Before Sam knew it, she flipped him on his back and started to ride his still massive erection. She grabbed his shoulders and felt her body automatically buck against him. Sam held on to her hips and let out a guttural moan as Mercedes rode him for all he was worth.

"Baby, what are you doing to me? Shiiiittt!" he growled as he bit his bottom lip and sank his nails into her behind.

"Do you like it, baby?" She asked seductively.

"Yes, baby. Yeeesss." He moaned.

"Does this dick belong to me, baby?"

"Hell yes!" he answered.

"Do I run this, baby?" she asked as she leaned over and bit his ear lobe. At that moment, Sam let go and held Mercedes close as the wave of ecstasy washed over him. He let out a long exhaustive sigh.

"Oh baby, you run it, own it, and have all rights to it." He sighed as he peppered her face with kisses. Mercedes giggled as she laid her head on his chest and sighed contently.

**Mercedes' song was Jill Scott's He Loves Me (Lyzel In E Flat)**

**So they both run it! That's the way it should be! Get ready for some awesome duets and a jealous diva rearing her head soon…hmmm. Tootles xoxo!**