A/N: Thank you for all the reviews! You guys are Awesome! If you guys haven't please check out my new stories that involve Samcedes smut, "Happy Birthday Sam Evans" and Chapter two of "Rescue Me". You get a dom!Sam in the first one and semi!dom/sexkitten Mercedes in the second story.

Chapter 14Bold Italics are thoughts

Alonso-Jones Estate Northside of Lima

Sam and Mercedes finally arrive at the Jones Estate, after a tense silent forty-five minute drive.

Yes, Sam is an asshole but his one with manners. He opens her car door and helps Mercedes out of the car, who reluctantly takes his hand.

"Well, well, well manita has finally decided to stop by" Marcello, who is standing by the entrance door greets them with a big grin on his face.

Mercedes quickly lets go of Sam's hand,rushing over to brother, pulling him in a tight hug.

The action is surprising to some, especially Sam who has yet to see this side of Mercedes.

The affection and sibling love was evident between the two as Marcello playfully lifts her up and sends Mercedes into a fit of giggles as he tickles her side.

Sam couldn't help the ridiculous feeling of jealousy that came over him as he watched these two.

The way her face lit up at the sight of brother and the beautiful smile that spread out on her face while they hugged.

Cazzo(Fuck) Dimples. Sam was a sucker for is the first time he sees her dimples.

Her face was already beautiful, but now it just enhances it more. The genuine look of happiness that's almost childlike, was something that Sam hopes in the future he could be on the receiving end.

"Someone missed me." Marcello teasing says.

"That's debatable." Mercedes rolls her eyes playfully at her brother before tightening her hold around his waist.

It's only been a couple days but Mercedes needed this. She didn't want to admit it, but this whole week she's been trying to maintain a "I'm a bad bitch, ain't shit can phase me" persona when she really just wanted to curl up in a ball in a corner and cry.

With the Jesse flashbacks and constantly trying to prove to her dad her worth and to stop using her like a pawn, was getting to her.

She really wished her mom was still around because, even if she would never say it out loud, she missed the times when her dad was a loving doting father.

It's been hard being motherless for the last few years when in reality she was just as fatherless even with her dad being much alive.

It didn't help when Marcello went to prison between the years of mourning and now because the only person she really had left that made her feel good about herself was her big brother.

Yes, she has and loves Santana and Jake, they were blood as well but they couldn't come close to Marcello. He's her big brother, he took the time of playing the parental for her even when he was in prison.

"Well I missed you Carmenita and I see you haven't killed the gringo yet, so I'm proud"

Sam snorts before saying,"No es como si no lo hubiera intentado (It's not like she hasn't tried)."

"Looks like the gringo knows Spanish, not bad but you need to work on that accent but Papi is in the den."

Marcello's places a kiss on Mercedes' head before releasing his arms around her, gives Sam a nod and heads to his car.

"Wait, why are you leaving?"Mercedes asks.

"Got business to take care of in the Chi, I'll be back after your Op. Hopefully you torture that mamaguevo!"

"Of course" Mercedes says with a smirk. "Be safe mano!"

"Always." Marcello clamps down a hand on Sam's left shoulder and whispers in his ear, "Take care of her,alliance or not I'll kill you" before heading to his car and leaving.

The Den

"Buenas Papi" Mercedes greets her father who is standing by the fireplace of the den and placing two kisses on his cheek.

"Que tal, Mija"

"Bien, quería pasar a ver cómo estabas ya que te habías ido. .¿Adónde fue? (Fine, I wanted to swing by to check in on you since you were did you go?)"

Sam didn't know what to make of Monty. As soon as they stepped in the den, he remained as unreadable as ever.

He didn't spare Sam a single glance as if he didn't exist, his eyes solely focused on his daughter. Unlike his father, there was a level of affection that was genuine.

Mercedes exuded the same nonchalance she'd had with his father, but Sam could tell there was a sense of nervousness, apparently that was only reserved for her father.

Monty did not look thrown by the question and Sam couldn't help but feel that all their conversations involved this elaborate dance.

"Y trajiste al chico contigo.(And you brought the boy along with you.)"

"Si."

"Hmm... Well, I met with Cooper and had to inform him that his partnership was no longer needed as we found another source to launder the money who wouldn't dare try to swindle some from us."

"So when the funeral for Cooper, then?."

Monty doesn't respond to Mercedes. He just looks at her carefully before turning his attention to Sam.

"I hear San and Artist will be going on the St. James op in two weeks."

Sam grimaces at that but could hardly be surprised that he knew.

Monty had spies everywhere and he missed nothing, something his daughter had seemingly inherited.

"Yes, , your daughter will be well protected-"

Monty barks out a laugh at that, interrupting Sam.

"My daughter needs little protection. I ensured that she didn't need to rely on the protection of weak men."

"I am not weak-"

"never said you were." Sam suppresses the anger that flares up, although one could tell by the way his neck and cheek flush with color.

Uncharacteristically, Sam manages to keep his mouth shut just stands there and glares at Monty.

Without a sound, Monty glances at Sam then at Mercedes clearly signalling the end to this meeting as Mercedes gets up and kisses him on the cheeks before heading to the door with a frustrated Sam quickly trailing behind her.

They make it into his car, Sam opens the passenger's side for Mercedes and he gets in the driver's side.

Mercedes just stares at him as Sam puts his key in the ignition.

"What?",Sam clenches the steering wheel as he speaks.

"Are you really that bad at reading people?"

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?"

"Do you always put your foot in your mouth"

"Well, I'm a man of few words. Words mean nothing when their actions are completely the opposite, I don't need to feed into the bullshit."

"I can see that." Mercedes smirks as she takes in his frazzled energy and growing annoyance.

"At least take comfort in the fact that my father hasn't called off this marriage after that."

"I barely even got two words out-"

"He was testing you, just like your father was doing earlier...and you failed miserably, as soon as you said something. Should've just nod your head at him and stayed silent"

"Well, fuck tests. I don't have to prove anything to him and I'm certainly not weak."

"The fact that you fell so easily into his trap and didn't keep your cool makes you weak in my father's eyes."

"Are you serious?"

"Deadass. I wish I wasn't. But that's the life growing up an Alonso-Jones. Never reveal weakness. Observe, be quiet. You never know if anyone is being honest because it could be a game of deceiving and wondering, if you could figure it out...a bunch of mind games. That my dad's way of operating while I guess yours seem more straightforward...honest."

"My dad is many things but honest is not one of them."

"That's not what I meant. The way you relate to each other is honest. You both know exactly what to expect of each other and you lay everything out on the table. No filter. I've been studying my dad my whole life and he's the one person that I'm never quite sure what he wants."

"He wants to piss me off apparently."

Mercedes laughs and Sam couldn't help but join in the laughter, relaxing a little.

"You're pretty easy to piss off Sam."

"That's 'cause people ain't shit."

Mercedes's eyes flicker to him and the mood suddenly becomes much more intense.

"Yeah... shitty people everywhere."

Sam senses the change in atmosphere and begins to admire the way the light catches her chestnut colored eyes that had a few gold specks along with the how pump and glossy her lips were-cazzo.

"Can I kiss you?"

Mercedes's heart skips a beat then and before she knew what was happening their lips meet and they begin to devour each other.

This wasn't a sweet, delicate, kiss this was a raw, passionate somewhat sloppy with tongue, lip biting and hands roaming, getting a feel of each other's bodies.

Sam fingers graze her nipples through her crop top before settling his hands underneath the end of her top.

Mercedes lets out a moan at the touch and moves her hand towards the back of his head, tugging on some of his hair.

"Diabhal (damn), Mercedes," Sam pulls away from her slightly as they both needed to catch their breath,

"Can I?"

"Ay Dios! Sam, Sam , just get on with it."

Mercedes moves his hand under her top to her bountiful breasts that were thankfully in a lace bralette as she let out a series of moans as soon Sam's big rough fingers started to circle her nipples.

She lets go of his hands and tilts her head back against the headrest as Sam bends his head down to place kisses and bites alongside of her neck before hitting her sweet spot and sucking on her sweet spot with vigour.

Sam couldn't believe that this was happening so quickly but he wasn't going to argue with it.

He pulls away from her to rest his seat back before pulling her into his lap.

As soon as Mercedes straddles his hip and grinds down on top of him they both let out a heated groan before attacking each other's lips again with Sam's hand massaging her breasts.

All that sexual tension they had from the day they met was itching to get release.

Sam hand went straight to gripping Mercedes' ass and she grinds herself slowly on top of him feeling his dick hardening.

The feeling is amazing before Mercedes begins to remember she is still parked at her dad's estate.

"Sam... ", Mercedes tries to pull out of his grip to get out his lap.

Sam grunts in annoyance, "I'm not playing with you Sam, let me the fuck go!"

Sam lets go of her, allowing Mercedes to crawl off of him and into the passenger seat. She scans the foyer to see if there are any onlookers that thankfully she didn't see one.

"What the fuck Mercedes?"

"I'm not gonna fuck you in my dad's driveway, where anyone can see us, dummy!."

Cazzo! Sam couldn't help but make a groan full of annoyance.

Yes, he understands, this might not be the best time and place however, his dick feels the opposite and is getting uncomfortable in his tightening pants. He finally got to have her, all over him and getting a delicious taste it felt fucking amazing.

"Didn't know you had that in ya, Sammy, that was fun", Mercedes says after catching her breath.

"Yeah- Yeah it was. Can we do that again, bambina?" Sam says with a slight whiny undertone.

"Lawd, you haven't got laid in a while, huh?" Mercedes smirks at him.

"Yeah, yeah. Laugh it up, but it's all your fault that I'm having a serious case of blue balls, remember?"

Mercedes laughs. "You never heard of self-pleasure. Your hand isn't broken."

"Well no...and about hands, yours ain't broken...Bambina, you have the softest hands I ever touched, your skin is so soft" Sam says deepening his voice looking at her with a wolfish grin as his eyes darkened and grabbed her right hand, rubbing the inside of her palm.

Fuck he's smooth Mercedes readjusts herself in the passenger seat before removing her hand away from his grip. But i'm better.

Mercedes moves her right hand to hover over his waistband while moving closer to Sam, until they are face to face as her hand wanders in between his briefs and skin before holding on to his dick.

Sam couldn't stop the moan that came out of his mouth as her soft hand touched his shaft. He wasn't just being nice about her hand, they really were the softest he ever felt and is now stroking his dick. He prays that he doesn't cum quick like a teenage boy.

Sam was packing, he was thick and long. Mercedes, herself couldn't help but let out her own moan as she stroked him.

Atleast, I know our sex life about to be A1. Mercedes skims her fingers,across the tip before abrupting stopping and removing her hand from his pants.

"Next time, invest in tinted windows, now get us the fuck out of here." Mercedes rests her back against her seat pulling on her seatbelt.

Sam shakes his head and lets out a huff of frustration. He turns the key in the ignition and sets the car in motion.

As soon as the car leaves the estate, Sam takes his right hand off the gear stick, and places it on her left thigh.

Sam slides his hand up her inner thigh before cupping the space between her legs. His touch alone sends shock waves right to Mercedes' core that was already wet.

Mercedes lets a moan slip at the contact. Before she could do anything, Sam's large right hand pops open her jeans.

"Cazzo!" is all Sam could say as his hand, felt skin and no underwear.

His hand gets right to action and fingers go straight to a very wet nub, swirling his fingers before using his left hand to grip Mercedes's chin to turn her head to look at him.

Mercedes looks at him with half lidded eyes and bites down on her bottom lip while grinding against his magically gifted fingers.

"Just like a thought, your pussy is wet for me, bambina,only me, just know that this pussy belongs to me, me alone and when the time comes... when I have your body you'll be the one groveling."

Sam proceeds to take his sticky right hand out of her pants before sucking on each fingers painstakingly slow, mumbling on how good she tastes, while intensely looking at Mercedes who couldn't help but whimper at his salacious actions.

For the last cumsoaked finger, his middle finger, Sam hovers it right in front of her thoroughly kissed and bitten lips.

"Chúpalo(Suck it!)"

For the first time, Mercedes readily follows Sam's command, opening her mouth, sucking on his middle finger.

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What do you think? We got some understanding and insight on the dads. Keep in mind they both have sexal needs that need to get fixed!

Don't think it's out of character when earlier chapters, Santana was teasing Mercedes about her going through a dry spell and needing some dick! Sam is a boy in heat that's been wanting this since he saw her walk in in that jumpsuit.

Check out the other stories! I might have a new one coming out soon that involves Samcedes having a child together called, He Has Your Eyes!