So here is another one. I know it has been a long time, but I am really trying.
I do not own Glee, only the storyline.
Sorry for any errors, perfection is overrated.
Enjoy my loves and please review.
Sam smiles while Mercedes takes another shot. They have been drinking all evening and Mercedes can't hold her liquor at all and Sam is enjoying every minute of it. They are playing 20 questions.
"So when did you know the girl was after you because of your money?" She slurs her words a little.
Sam tilts his head to the side, he just told her he is not lucky at all in love or relationships so he just gave up at one point. The girls want to be with him either for his money or his status.
"Too late if you ask me. She had the most expensive jewelry and clothes on and it still wasn't enough for her. She was insufferable as well, but it made my parents happy that I was off the market." He rolls his eyes at the memory.
"So you kept dating her?" She stumbles off the couch and crawls to sit in front of him.
"No, it's my turn to ask a question. Have you ever been in love?" He looks at her expression getting sad all of a sudden and he regrets his question immediately.
"Well… no." She whispers while she looks at her hands in her lap. She has never really been in love. Her life exists out of school and work and nothing else. She has a few friends, but never really close people she can confide in.
"Never?" His jaw drops at her revelation. How can a woman like her not have every guy after her that she looks at?
"No, never." At that she takes another shot and when she looks at Sam she smile shyly. She isn't a drinker at all and when she sees his face, a little blurry at that, she sees pity and she is not having it.
With wobbly legs she gets up. Her balance is really off and Sam catches her just in time before she loses her footing.
"Careful there." He says as she wraps her arms around his neck and pulls her body flush against him. He swallows audibly and she smiles as she buries her face in his chest.
She feels her head spin and she feels more bold. Damn alcohol.
She pulls away from his chest to look into his eyes. "You are so gorgeous." She says as he looks down at her, confused at the sudden compliment.
"Uhm… thanks. Let's get you to bed." He knows she has been drinking too much, so the compliment isn't something to think twice about. He does think about it anyway. Does she really think that?
"Only if you take me?" She wiggles her eyebrows at him and he chuckles. Yep, definitely drunk!
She goes onto her tiptoes and brushes her lips over his cheek. She meant to kiss him on the lips, but she is seeing three Sam's at the moment. He smiles when she pulls away and he puts an arm around her waist to guide her to her bedroom.
When they arrive at her bedroom she pulls him in with her. Without saying a word she walks back until she feels the bed against her legs. She lets herself fall and drags Sam along.
He puts his hands on either side of her head to look at her. Her eyes are hooded and her pupils are dilated. He feels her legs move from underneath him as she snakes them around his hips. When her hips jerk up against his member he groans involuntarily.
"Okay, you need to sleep." He whispers as he pulls himself back up, but her legs keep intwined around his waist as he is now standing with his legs against the bed. She looks up at him and puts her arms in front of her like a toddler wanting to get picked up.
He laughs at the sight and hears her huff. "You're no fun." She slurs as she tightens her legs around him and he almost stumbles forward.
"You're drunk and you need to sleep. Besides you don't mean anything you're saying right now."
"Why don't you come here and find out?" She smirks at him while she puts her elbows on the bed to have a better look at the handsome guy in between her legs. His shocked face makes her even bolder and she sits up fully.
Her head is very close to his manhood and she takes a leap of faith. She traces his belt with her fingertips while looking up at him through her eyelashes.
He hisses and grabs her wrists when she is almost at her destination. "No Cedes, don't. Let's get you into bed and if you feel the same way when you're sober, I will do anything you want." He whispers in her hair as he pushes her back on the bed.
He hovers over her again and she pulls at his waist with her legs again as she whispers a moan into his ear. At that Sam feels his member slowly harden. She bucks her hips up against him and feels his hard shaft and her eyes widen.
She sobers up immediately and looks flushed and embarrassed. She disentangles her legs from his waist and puts her hands next to her own body.
He blinks a few times and then sits up. He pulls the covers open to put her in bed. As he puts her in she caresses his face as he closes the covers on her.
She feels herself falling asleep as Sam looks at her when she closes her eyes. Her hand slowly going heavy and falling to the bed. He smiles and kisses her on the head. "Goodnight Cedes." He whispers.
He walks out of the room and closes the door. "Not now man." He says to his hard member, throbbing in his pants as he exhales.
When he is eating breakfast he hears her upstairs as she gets ready for school. What happened two nights ago is still a mystery to Sam. He couldn't sleep at all, thinking about what she said to him and her beautiful thick thighs around his waist and her hot core against his hard shaft.
He clears his throat and takes another sip of his coffee as he feels his excitement coming alive again. Never in his life has a woman made him feel quite like he feels now.
He hadn't seen her yesterday at all and he already missed her. Now she walks into the kitchen with a smile. "Good morning." She chimes at him as she gets her breakfast ready.
He looks at her with a confused face as she moves about the kitchen. They haven't talked about that night and Sam is a little frustrated about it. He just wants to know if she even remembers anything.
"Good morning. Did you sleep okay?" With her coffeecup in her hand she turns around to face him. She smiles at him and leans with her elbows on the other side of the counter, looking up at him while sipping her coffee.
"I slept great, how about you?" The oven pings and she gets the slices of bread out of it and puts it on a plate. She grabs the butter and jam and puts it down on the counter, between her and Sam.
"Could've been better." He murmurs as he puts a slice of bread in his mouth. He looks annoyed at Mercedes who is humming a tune.
When she looks up she frowns at his expression. "Did something happen?" It gets eerily quiet in the kitchen and Mercedes shifts to standing to full height while she examines Sam's face.
After a long minute he exhales. "Yes, you happened." He says looking her straight in the eyes. The audible gasp she gives him makes his heart ache.
She lowers her gaze as she tries to figure out what she did to make him so upset. When she looks up again she finds her voice to speak. "I am sorry." She whispers as her eyes become misty.
Sam's stomach churns at the sight of her feeling sad and he walks passed the counter and pulls her into a hug. She puts her arms around his waist and he rests his head on her hair.
"Do you know what happened two nights ago?" He doesn't want to look at her while they have this conversation.
Mercedes shifts in his embrace, feeling a bit uncomfortable. "Yes, I got drunk. It wasn't my intention." She feels her cheeks getting warm.
"Do you remember what you did? Like at all." At that she pushes gently at his chest so she can look at him properly. She has no idea where this is going.
Her hands rest over his chest, feeling his heartbeat rising as she watches his face carefully. "Not really. Did I do something stupid? I just remember us being in the living room and my vision being quite blurry. And you putting me to bed, that's all I remember."
He swallows as he tries to put it into words. He doesn't want her to run. "Well, you kinda came onto me… literally." He feels his body react to the memories and her body being flush against him isn't helping. I need to get some space between us.
He tries to take a step back, but he bumps into the counter. Her eyes follow him as he struggles to find space between them. Her eyes wide as the memories start to return. She hadn't thought about that night, being too busy with school and assignments.
The memories are still hazy and she doesn't understand them all. She slaps her hand across her mouth in shock as she remembers what she said… and did.
"OMG Sam, I am so sorry." She whimpers as her breath is caught in her throat. How can she be such a… a… Slut? She winces at her own thoughts.
"It's fine, I just want to know why you did it that's all? I just, I don't get it." He looks down and rubs the back of his neck with his hand nervously.
"Uhm… I don't know Sam, I was drunk. I think that's all. You need to know that I am not how you think I am. You know…" At that moment her phone rings with her alarm, telling her she needs to go to school. "I am sorry, I am going to be late for school."
"What does that mean? I don't care if you had a lot of good and fun nights. Who hasn't had them?" He is stunned and leans back against the counter.
"Yeah… exactly. Well, good to know you don't mind. I really need to go. I see you later." She kisses him on the cheek and is out of the door before he can say another thing.
She gets into her car and drives away. emNow he really thinks you're a slut./em She chastises herself on the way to school.
When Mercedes comes home she can smell the delicious aromas out of the kitchen. She frowns her brow in confusion as she steps out of her shoes. She walks into the kitchen and can't stop herself from smiling at the sight of Sam cooking.
His wound has been healing very nicely as she checked it just last week. He has been feeling better as well and she feels glad but also a little sad. When he is fully healed she needs to leave and she is getting way too used to the house and to the man who is cooking and humming along with the radio. That looks familiar.
She chuckles and he turns around. His smile makes her knees weak and she sighs.
"Hi." Sam says as he walks up to her and embraces her in a tight hug. "I made dinner." He is proud he finally can do some things again. His wound hasn't been that bad and he feels like he is getting to his old self.
"I can see that. It smells amazing Sam." He pulls away and looks her in her eyes. His heart skips a beat and he thinks about what she said this morning. Taking a leap of faith he leans down and kisses her on the cheek.
Mercedes blushes at the gesture and looks into his emerald green eyes as he pulls away. She stands on her tiptoes and kisses him on his mouth. Something she has wanted to do since that drunk night. Okay… maybe she wanted to do that the first she saw him.
Her soft kiss shocks Sam and he feels his cock twitch at the feel of her lips on his. His arms envelop her waist and pushes her against him. He can hear her moan and that gives him more courage.
He deepens the kiss and swipes his tongue over her bottom lip asking for entrance to her mouth. She gasps at his move and he accesses her mouth, twirling his tongue with hers as her hands go into his hair. The sexual frustration from the last weeks bursting between the two of them.
He pushes her back against the wall as his hands roam her body, going from her waist to her voluptuous ass and squeezes it. She moans again and he is loving how responsive she is to his touch.
When air becomes an issue they part and Sam latches his lips onto her neck and Mercedes moves her head to the side giving him better access. He nips and licks the sweet spot on her neck all the way to her ear and she bucks her hips involuntarily.
"You like that?" He whispers in her ear as one of his hands goes from her behind to her front, over her stomach north to her breasts. She gasps when his thumb slides over her already hard nub.
He takes that opportunity to kiss her again and she accepts it greedily. His hand squeezes her breast and she presses her thighs together as their tongues wrestle for dominance.
Without her registering it he puts both hands on her ass and picks her up. Her legs go around his waist as he walks into the kitchen and puts her down on the kitchen counter. He pushes his hard on into her very wet core.
She moans as he pulls away. He latches onto her neck as he pushes her shirt off her shoulder to kiss her there. She opens her eyes and sees that they have moved.
She feels one of his hands go from her butt to one of her breasts and the other going in between her thighs. The bubble bursts and she pushes against his chest. He pulls away and looks at her confused.
"What's wrong?" Sam asks as he looks at her, she is a little disheveled with her swollen lips and her flushed cheeks.
"I… uhm…" She doesn't know what to say. You're a slut remember? She swallows audibly and Sam goes from confused to terrified.
"I am so sorry. I thought… you… and me… I thought you wanted this." He brushes his hands through his hair as he scolds himself internally.
"No, please I want to." She says, still sitting on the counter like a child.
He frowns at her. "I really don't understand." What did he do wrong? Did he go too fast? But she is used to this right… Right?
"I… don't do this…" She tries to explain.
"As in it's going too fast?" Sam is guessing.
"No… as in I have never done this… ever." She looks at her hands in her lap, embarrassed at the revelation.
Sam is still looking at her, not getting what that means. A minute passes and the penny drops, so does his jaw. "So… you never?" He tries to understand.
"No, I never had the time for relationships so that never happened. I didn't want it to be meaningless the first time." She looks through her eyelashes at Sam.
He smiles at her and tilts his head to the side. "That's okay, you could've told me." He steps closer until he is in between her legs again.
"You don't mind?" She looks up with her brows furrowed. How can he be okay with this?
"No, of course not. Now I get why you're so responsive to my touch." He smirks at her and she can't hold her laugh. She shakes her head at his cockiness.
"So… it's okay if we don't do that?" She feels very nervous and a little uncomfortable about the subject.
"We'll wait as long as you have to okay?" She nods and he hugs her. "But we can do other things if you're open to that?" She pulls away and looks up at him.
"Like what?" She feels him in between her legs and can't resist to not look down so she does and her mouth forms a perfect 'o' as she looks at his manhood.
"Do you trust me?" He looks her straight into the eyes as she nods her head, not trusting her voice. He smiles and captures her lips with his.
She moans and her hands go to his shoulders when he pulls her close. His shaft pressed against her inner thigh.
He deepens the kiss and his hands roll up her mini skirt even further. When his fingers touch her inner thighs she shudders and he smiles into the kiss. He feels her panties are wet and his dick twitches.
He pulls away from the kiss and kneels in front of her. He looks up at her as she bites her lower lip. He kisses each knee and pushes her legs open further. She gasps as he licks his lips and takes in the sight of her beauty.
With one finger he pulls her panties aside and her hands snake into his blonde hair. He licks the inside of her thigh and sees the goosebumps forming on her skin. With every kiss and lick he comes closer to his destination. He puts her legs over each of his shoulders.
"Sam…" She whispers as she looks at him and he closes his lips on her pink swollen clit. She hisses and he groans as he makes contact. He sucks at her hard and she already feels like coming apart.
The way she tastes is even better then he imagined as he glides his tongue over her sleek slit, dipping it into her as he fucks her with his tongue. Her hands fists his hair tighter and he feels her walls swallowing his tongue.
He puts one of his fingers into her hole and licks and suckles her nub. She squeals as he thrusts into her tight pussy, feeling her relax after a few pumps.
"Please Sam, faster." Without hesitation he accelerates as he shoves his finger into her.
She moves her hips in tandem with his movements, she cries out his name as she falls over the edge. She erupts on his hand and tongue.
"Fuck, Sam." She says with a breathy voice as he licks her clean. He hums against her flesh and she shivers.
"I thought you would like that." He stands up and takes her lips again. She moans as she tastes herself on his tongue, turning her on all over again.
I hope this made sense. Thank you so much for reading and please review and let me know what you think is going to happen?
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