DOUBLE UPDATEEEE
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Now let's get to the story
They broke the kiss when the chef cleared his throat loudly.
"Er, I am sure Madam is hungry, the baby needs to eat" he told them politely. He is still standing at the same spot.
Mercedes blushed, Sam was unperturbed. "Trust you Kurt to be a cock-blocker" he said dryly but did not let Mercedes down. She blushed at his insinuation.
Kurt harrumphed."Fine, I shall leave you to your lunch and whatever shenanigans you kids will get up to" he said and left the room through one of the doors on the side.
Sam carried her to the dining area, which is located in a large room next to the living room. He set her gently on one of the chairs. Before her is a plate of sandwiches with side salads and a glass of milk.
She was suddenly famished. She will eat first before her is a plate of sandwiches with side salads and a glass of milk.She was suddenly famished. She will eat first before asking Sam what he meant about her moving in with him now.
"Don't mind me if I dig in, I'm suddenly starving"'she said and Picked upped the sandwich. She bit into it and groaned,It is an avocado sandwich and so good. Perfectly seasoned too.Thank god Kurt did not add any meat in it. She finished the meal in record time and by the time she downed the last drop of the milk, she was fully satiated.
She leaned back on the chair and sighed contentedly. She turned to Sam."What do you mean move in here now? Like right now, now?" she asked.
He nodded."l"ll get Mike to have the rest of your things moved here by tonight so you can rest here."
Most of her things are packed and all of it are stacked all over her living room. Only her toiletries and clothes were not packed.
As if reading her mind about her toiletries and
clothes, he told her that Brittany or Unique will pack her personal items for her."Give me your keys, I'll give it to Mike to get it all done," he said.
She decided not to argue with him.After all, they are flying to Hawaii together in two days and getting married on Sunday so she eventually will have to move in anyway.
She was slightly uncomfortable with the idea of someone else going through her personal stuffs and packing it for her though. "l can go back and pack some of my own stuffs and be back in a jiffy" she suggested.
Sam frowned in reply. "No, there is no need. You've had a tiring day so I prefer you rest for awhile". He said.
She thought over it. She is a bit tired from driving prefer that you rest here for a while around.
"Maybe Tana can help" she suggested."l'd prefer that it's Tana who packs my things for me" She would be more comfortable if it's Santana and not some assistants she barely knew.She took out her phone and texted Santana."Tana, r u free? Can u help me with some stuffs?"Her friend immediately called her back.
"What is it? Are you okay? What do you need?" her friend asked. She explained that Sam wanted her to move in today so she needed Santana to help her pack her personal items and clothes.
"I have an empty luggage bag to fit all that and the clothes we bought earlier are still in the paper bags...so I suppose can get Mike to bring all those as is." she told Santana.
Santana assured her that she is getting off work at 6pm so she could head over to help with the packing.After hanging up, she dug through her handbag, took out the keys to her apartment and handed it over to Sam.
Then she got up and started walking around, marveling at the wide expanse of the spaces in the condominium. The dining room itself is the size of her whole tiny apartment. She walked out to the living room as Sam followed her closely. He sat down on the leather-bound armchair and held his phone to his ear.
"Go ahead, look around, this is your home now'" he said to her. Then he turned back to his phone. He was talking on the phone with Mike and barking instructions at the other man.
She looked around the luxurious living room.The large couch, that can fit at least 6 large adults, and armchairs were of dark leather.The coffee table was glass-topped and metal-framed.The walls painted a plain light grey.A royal blue rug with some albstract designs was placed under the coffee table and a grand piano stood at a corner.Another wall was lined with shelves of leather- bound books.
A few potted plants, placed strategically around the room, softened the cold interior of the room. A whole section of the wall was floor-to-celing glass with a balcony opening up to a gorgeous birds' eye view of the city. From the living room, she can see Central Park sprawled out across the city.A chaise lounge stood facing the balcony. She could see more seatings outside on the spacious balcony that is dotted with potted plants.
She noticed that there was not a single framed photo on the walls or on the shelves. The whole living room looked like it came straight out of a feature on what a billionaire's home looks like in Harper's Bazaar. It looked impersonal and cold.
She decided to check out the rooms and walked down a wide hallway branching off the living room. The first door opened to a closet where several overcoats that obviously belonged to Max hang. Even the closet was large. It's almost the size of her tiny little kitchen.
She closed the door and opened the next one. She gasped. This was the bathroom.A gorgeous black and gold bathroom straight out of Home & Design. Marble flooring, black and grey walls, marble counter tops, gold finishings and a claw-foot tub set against windows framed with gold hued curtains.
She closed the door and walked down the corridor to another door, set further apart. She assumed it must be It was a large bedroom but it didn't look like the the master bedroom and opened it.
master bedroom. It looked like a guest room. Very impersonal and much too tidy to be a room that Sam sleeps in. She closed the door and went down the hallway.
It opened up into another large living room with similar sets of sofa and floor-to-ceiling glass that opened to another balcony.This time, there is a sweeping staircase led up to the second floor. She contemplated going up the staircase but then Sam had caught up to her.
He slid an arm around her. "Let me show you to your room," he said and took her hands in his. She felt a frisson of electrical current snake down her spine. They took the stairs up to the second floor which opens up to a spacious landing with a hallway leading to a couple doors on both sides of the hallway. Sam turned to the left and opened it.
It was a large bedroom easily double the size of her small apartment with one whole wall of floor-to-ceiling glass that opens up to a wide balcony overlooking Central Park. She gaped at it in wonder and then a thought occurred to her. She turned to him.
"What do you mean my room? Aren't we sharing a room?" she asked.
He released her hands and run it over his hair, his expression inscrutable. He wallked to the balcony and opened the doors. Cool crisp air circulated the room, mixing with the perfumed warm air in the room.
He stepped out and stood staring at the view unseeingly. She followed him and stood next to him, waiting for him to say something.
"l've never shared a room with anyone before..I need time" he finally said. He gestured to the spacious room behind them."This is your own private space. I have not redecorated it as I do not know what you like, you work with a designer to change it to your taste".
She turned to the room. Its walls are lined with a plain sky blue wallpaper. It has a luxurious four-poster bed, a dressing table, a sitting area with plush armchairs and a loveseat and a door, presumably to the ensuite. She supposed it will also lead to a walk-in closet.
"lt looks fine to me actually...I mean, I will be spending more time in our room right?" she said suggestively and blushed at her own brazenness. Instead of agreeing with her, his expression darkened for a fleeting moment before it was gone.
"On the contrary, I will be spending a lot of time here with you," he said. He took her hands and pulled her inside. "Why don't we try out the bed now!" He closed the balcony doors behind them and pulled her into his embrace. He bent to her neck and kissed her ever so lightly, inhaling her soft feminine scent.
"I've missed you," he growled, and slanted his lips on hers. Her breath caught in her throat as she sink into his kiss.
He deepened the kiss and started to undress her. Following his queue, she started to unbutton his shirt. It soon became a frantic game of tearing off the cloth barriers between them. Buttons flew. Clasps unhooked.
Soon, she found herself being slowly lowered onto the soft silken sheets of the large bed. Both of them naked and entwined, skin to skin, his turgid erection hard against her. Sam rained tiny kisses down her torso.
He stopped at her rounded belly and gave it a reverent kiss before moving down to her core. "You're so beautiful" he muttered just as he flit a tongue inside her.
Sensations shoot through her, up to her head down to her toes and she writhed in pleasure, unconsciously pushing her hips up to him, offering herself, all of her to him. His tongue found her swollen bud and he teased it lightly. She moaned.
He licked his fingers and pushed two inside her slowly. She gasped. Waves of pleasure assaulted her and the pressure was already beginning to build up.
He continued to plunge into her, first with his fingers and then his tongue, groaning along with her moans. "You taste like honey." he said as he continued flicking his tongue over her swollen nub.
He pushed a third finger inside her slowly and stretched her out. Then he started moving his fingers inside her causing her to jerk up and scream at the pleasure bursting within her:. He moved his fingers a few more times and with another flick and she felt the waves crashing over her, stealing her breath, turning her sight white in red hot passion.
She heard a guttural scream and realized it was her own voice just as her body convulsed and writhed under his expert touches.
Sam raised himself from between her legs and caught her lips in his, plunging his tongue deep into her. She tasted her own musky scent on his tongue as their tongues duelled. His hands cupped her breast and rubbed her nipples, sending more pleasure shooting down her body.
He partially held his weight from crushing her with another hand and positioned himself between her legs. His hard rod, wet with pre-cum, rested against her entrance. She squirmed against him, trying to take him inside her.
She was still throbbing from her orgasm but it wasn't enough. She wanted more. She wanted him inside her.
"Are you okay?" he asked against her lips. He broke the kiss and bent to her breasts, sucking in a nipple. She gasped, unable to reply verbally, she pushed her hips up to his silently. "I don't want to hurt you," he said as he moved to the other breast, sucking the nipple in and lapping at it.
His other hand was moving all over her, touching before sliding down to her wet core and rubbing her nub. She jerked, another moan escaping her lips. She grasped the silken bedsheets in frustrated desire.
"Just. Take. Me. Now!" she said haltingly through gritted teeth. She almost could not bear it anymore. He linked a hand with hers and held it. He looked deep into her eyes, his a turbulent blue deep with desire, hers almost black with passion. He pushed into her and she gave a loud sigh, it was as if he is filling an emptiness within her that she never knew existed.
Then he started to move and all thoughts left her mind. She moved with him and suddenly, there was nothing but just him and her:Their bodies joined and entwined that there was no discerning which hand or which leg is whose.The room is filled with their harsh breathing and passionate moans.
Sam made sure to take it slow, each thrust into her measured and gentle, his one arm holding most of his body weight trom leaning onto her. She squirmed and met his every thrust, wishing he would go faster and push harder.
She wanted the rough lovemaking they had the last time they met at her apartment. "Please, Max, please, I want you harder" she whispered in between moans. She could feel the tension in his arm as he held himself up and the coiled tension of his body as he controlled his every thrust."I know you want this fast and hard too" she said and thrust her hips up to him.
"I don't want to hurt you or the baby mercy," he growled and held her down. She pulled her hands free from his and held on to his hips.
"Then let me go on top" she said breathlessly. She would ride him hard and fast. She wanted him so badly. All those weeks of lonely nights at home, dreaming of this very moment, she needed the release that only he could give her.
He thrusted into her a few more times before growling in acquiescence and in one smooth movement, he rolled onto his back and pulled her on top of him, all without withdrawing from her.
She gasped at the sudden change in position, feeling his hardness within her even more. She straddled him, placed her hands on his smooth hard chest for balance and started moving. She rode him hard and fast, impaling herself on his silken hardness, gyrating over it as sensations washed over her. She could feel the pressure building within her and as if knowing what she wanted, both his hands cupped her breasts and rubbed over her nipples. She was cresting the waves again before she knew it and this time, she screamed it out loud as she bucked and rode him, her muscles tightening and throbbing around him.
He groaned and held on to her as she gyrated and bucked in what seemed like forever before she fell onto him, exhausted. She could feel him still hard inside her when he slowly moved her to the side and withdrew from her. Her limbs were all weak from her powerful orgasm but the moment he withdrew, she felt an emptiness.
She grabbed him."Please...please...come back inside;" she whispered, her eyes barely able to open. She was tired but she still wanted him.
"Are you sure? Youre tired." he said, gently pushing a couple of damp hairs away from her face.
She nodded. She turned to her side, her back facing him. "Spoon me" she said and pushed her butt close him, feeling his wet rod pushing against her."Take me from behind." she added. She didn't need to say it again.
He drew her close to him and pushed into her from behind. His hands cupped both her breasts as he thrusted deep into her, groaning. "You are so tight," he said as he thrusts into her repeatedly.
As tired as she was, she was suddenly wide awake and moving along with him.They were one and moving together in unison, one pushing and another one gladly pushing back. Soon, he started moving faster, his breaths coming faster, his hands grasping her breast tightening, almost painfully, and she felt herself cummin again, the waves crashing over her just as powerfully as the first and second time.
This time, he joined her as they both shouted their release, him squirting deep into her and she throbbing and taking every single drop into her. Her limbs are officially like liquid and this time, she could feel herself sliding into a deep satiated slumber. Warm, comfortable and safe within the circle of his arms around her, his body close against her. She sighed contentedly and slipped into the warm silky darkness awaiting her.
It was several hours before she woke up alone in the large four-poster bed.The drapes were closed and someone had covered her nakedness with the soft thick quilt. She sat up and looked around.There was an indent on the pillow next to hers, left by Sam. She run her hands over it.
She looked around the darkened room, with only a small light by the bedside table lighting it. Their clothes laying all over the floor. His clothes were still there.
He must have gotten up to go to the bathroom, she thought. She stretched luxuriously, revelling in the slight soreness between her legs from their earlier coupling. She had dreamed of him for so many nights that she had thought she must have imagined the explosive sex they had previously.Well, today just proved again that Sam is an extraordinary lover.
The best she has ever had. Even though, technically, he is only her second one.
Puck couldn't hold a candle to Sam. Not in looks. Not in bed. She wondered what she had ever saw in Puck. He was handsome to a certain degree but their sex life was boring. He had never gone down on her.
He was not as thoughtful as Sam. Sam had been concerned about her and worried about hurting her even when he was filled with desire for her.
She looked at the ring Sam gave her. She could barely believe that soon she will be Mrs Samuel Evans In a few days actually. It was almost like a fairy tale. Her heart thumped at the thought of walking down the aisle with Sam.They may barely know each other but she knows it would be so easy to fall in love with Sam.
He is so thoughtful and caring. The phenomenal sex was of course a wonderful added bonus.
Ok babies thought I'll give you all another chapter before the day is over with
How are we feeling with this update, I know a lot of yal like come on Sam but yal just wait till yal find out his back story smh
But can I say Mercedes got it baddddd
But seriously thank you guys for loving my stories and keeping me motivated to continue them
please excuse any grammar errors that may occur
Until next time xoxox