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By the time Mercedes got back, it was almost evening. She didn't realised she had spent so much time at the baby boutique browsing and shopping. She had used Sam's card. She had never shopped like this without even looking at the price tags. She could definitely get used to this lifestyle.

The impromptu shopping session cheered her up somewhat although bumping into Sugar marred it slightly. She wallked into the condominium with a spring to her steps despite struggling with bags and packages. May, who noticed her walking in with the packages, immediately went to help her.

"I will bring it up to your room, Mrs. Evans," May said. She took every package from her hand.

"Oh, but these are for the baby...that's right...there's nursery here, yet," she think about it for a while. Since her room is huge, might as well keep it in her room first. "I think best to keep it in my wardrobe for now" she said.

She headed to the kitchen to ask for some water but stopped short when she heard strains of someone playing the piano coming through from the other sitting room. She could hear a woman's voice and some feminine giggling too. Of course. Kitty Miss Perfect Wilde can play the piano too, she thought. She went to get her water first.

After slaking her thirst, she followed the sounds of the piano. Mozart's Symphony 4I was being played skilfuly. When she entered the room, her heart dropped. She had expected to see Kitty on the piano but not with Sam. And definitely not her so close to Sam, she is almost on his lap!

It was Sam who was playing the piano and Kitty was seated close to him on the small bench. She was leaning on him, her head on his shoulder, while one hand was stroking his arm reverently.They looked like a couple deep in love and Sam was playing for her.

So deep in concentration was Sam, he didn't notice Mercedes walking into the room. Kitty also didn't seem to notice her. She turned to plant a soft kiss on Sam's cheek and whispered something in his ear. Sam smiled down at her and they looked into each other's eyes. He stopped playing for a moment. They loolked like they were about to kiss when Mercedes cleared her throat. Sam looked up and something changed in his eyes. He appeared guarded.

He made no attempt to move away from Kitty.The blonde minx didn't even have the courtesy to remove her hand or sit up. She continued leaning on Sam and had now encircled his arm with her hand instead. There was a tense moment.

"So, the baby mama is back," it was Kitty who finally spoke. Then, Sam stood up, brushing Kitty off his arm as he strode towards her. Mercedes wanted to smirk at the other woman but kept her expression neutral. Take that, you minx. He chose me.

However, Sam only gave her a perfunctory hug and a dry peck on her lips.What was that?? VWhatever happened to the passionate kisses? lt was like he was hugging his sister or mother or some old grandma.

"How have you been? I heard you went to meet with your employer, was everything okay?" he asked. Kitty had sauntered over to them and positioned herself next to Sam. Now, it was beginning to feel like Mercedes was the interloper in the house. It was like she was the one coming between Sam and Kitty's relationship. But Sam had clearly told her that he didn't want to get back together with Kitty. She held on to that thought like a lifeline.

She went to hug Sam again, almost throwing herself at him. If Kitty can drape herself on him anytime she likes, so can she! She buried her face in his chest and inhaled. He smelled so good. She had missed him. Sam was startled for a moment before his arms came around her to hold her to him.

"Are you okay? Is something wrong?" he asked, concerned. He must have thought she was crying or upset."Look, if you lost your job, it's okay. I can get you a position in my company, you can work in my office," he said.

"Actually, you don't have to work at all. You can stay at home, it is not like you need an income and I have already said, I will provide for everything you need," he added.

She heard Kitty snickering softly next to them. She sounded amused. Mercedes seriously wanted to give that annoying blonde a kick.

Sam held her out and studied her face. She smiled up at him. Much as she loved the idea of not having to work and having all her needs met, including the ones only he was able to provide, she could never fathom not doing anything and staying at home. Alone. It would be unbearable and she would go stark raving mad.And with this annoying Kitty around, she might just commit murder.

Perhaps push her off the balcony or something.

"Don't worry. Mr. Schue was delighted to have me back at work on Monday" she told him. Kitty snickered again but she decided to ignore that annoying woman. She will be the better person and not stoop to that woman's level.

But Sam was not happy about her going back to work. His face darkened and he released her. He took her arm and was almost dragging her to the sofa before commanding her to sit. While he towered over her.

"Kitty, can you excuse us please?" he told his friend without looking at the woman. Kitty gave Mercedes a smug Hah! Serve you right' look before turning to leave the room.

"I have dinner plans anyway, see ya later Sam, maybe for a late night cap?" she said suggestively before leaving.

Sam merely nodded at her before turning back to

Mercedes. What? Did he just agree to drinking with Kitty late at night? Mercedes seethed at the thought.

"Back to work on Monday? I told you to take two weeks off" Sam said to her, his voice cold, his eyes like chips of ice.

Mercedes shrugged. She refused to be cowed by his overbearing control freak behavior. "We don't have a wedding this Sunday. We are not traveling anywhere. I don't see why I can't go back to work andI really don't understand why you can be laughing and snuggling and doing god knows what with your best friend here and I can't go back to work, to do actual work, not to socialise and snuggle with other men," she shot back.

His face darkened even more. He looked furious. She refused to be frightened or cowed. He is not the only one with a temper. She has a temper too.

"I have told you before. Kitty is just an old friend. Nothing more.What are you alluding here?" he bit out.

She lifted her chin. He is still towering over her and she is getting a cramp on her neck just looking up at him like this. She stood up and puffed up her chest at him indignantly. "Well, I am only going back to work but you are behaving as if l just told you I wanted to go have an orgy in the office, so what are you alluding here?" she asked.

She crossed her arms on her chest, unconsciously pushing up her breasts and emphasising her cleavage in her low cut dress.

Sam slid a glance at her cleavage and pulled her to him. "You wore this low cut dress to meet your boss?" he snarled. His hands cupped her butt against him and she gasped.

She could feel his burgeoning hard on against her crotch. How could he be aroused when they are actually fighting here? She struggled to move away but he held her to him.

"What are you doing to me?" he growled,

"Trying to love you" she said looking at him in his eyes

he slanted his head and took her lips. It was an angry kiss. His tongue thrusted into her mouth angrily. His one hand pushed her butt hard against him while he grind himself against her. The other hand was buried in her hair, holding her head to his. He deepened the kiss and a moan escaped her at the ferocity of his kiss.

He put her arms around him and in one movement, carried her up against him, his hands holding her butt tightly. Her legs automatically wrapped around his hips. She could feel his hard rod straining against his pants between them. He continued to kiss her, his tongue thrusting into her mouth, as if mimicking what was to come next.

He started to walk with her straddled around him and before she knew it, her back was to the piano. He broke their kiss and placed her on top of the piano. His eyes are dark with desire. He pushed the hem of her dress up, parted her legs, slid his hands up her hips and pulled off her underwear. Then he bent and buried his face between her legs. The moment his tongue entered her, she leaned back, barely holding herself up with her hands behind her, and moaned loudly. Pleasure shot up her.

"Remember this. You are mine. Only I can do this," Sam said as he plunged his tongue into her. His fingers joined in the assault. She was beside herself with pleasure, squirming under his skilful foreplay. She don't even remember what they were fighting about earlier. Something about work.Whatever it is. That can wait.

"And you remember you are mind" she said breaking the kiss breathing heavily.

He stood up and frantically unzipped his pants. He pushed the top of her dress down to her shoulders, revealing her breasts in her bra. He pushed her bra down and took a nipple into his mouth while another hand continued to thrust into her. She was so wet, she was almost dribbling onto the piano. He was rubbing her bud with his thumb.The pressure was building up and she knew she was gonna crash over at any moment now.

He didn't even bother to pull down his pants. He took out his manhood in between the open zipper and thrust into her, filling her to the brim. They both moaned. The room filled with their moans and the moist sounds of flesh slapping together. She arched her back and wrapped her legs around him as he thrusted into her rhythmically.

A few more thrusts and she went over the edge. He continued teasing her nipples, cupping her breasts, as she screamed her release, shuddering and clamping hard on him. He groaned in response, thrusting into her faster and harder.

She could feel the pressure building up yet again. She could not believe how fast he got her all needy again. He released her breasts and moved to kiss her, his tongue thrusting into her in tandem with his hips. His hand was holding her to him, caressing her back, down to cup her butt, while the other was kneading her breast roughly. She held on to him, her hands buried in his thick hair.

This was a coupling unlike their other encounters. It was somehow more raw, more urgent, more needy. It was as if he needy to imprint himself on her.As if he needed her. He was thrusting into her furiously now. She found herself cresting again, this time more powerfully, throbbing and spasming around him. She couldn't stop herself from screaming his name as she shuddered against him, he groaned in response and continued thrusting rapidly.

He was so hard inside her. So huge. "Mercy.You are mine, only I can do this to you, remember this," he muttered in the throes of pleasure.

She was too far gone to say anything. He thrusted into her one final time before he too crash over and emptied everything inside her, groaning gutturally.

He pulled her close to her, holding her gently to him, still buried inside her. She could feel him softening within her. She rested her head on his chest, listening to the rhythmic thumping of his heart. After their breaths calmed, he pulled out, straightened and zipped up his pants. He helped her pull back her bra and dress and carried her down. He picked up her discarded underwear and stuffed it into his pocket.

He placed her gently on the floor but her feet buckled and she held on to him. Her knees are weak from that mind-blowing lovemaking on his piano. Meanwhile, he appeared fine. Not in the least affected. He reached down and picked her up in his arms again.

"Lets continue this in your room," he said. Her eyes widened. He wanted more! "You can't possibly believe that was enough for me?" he asked, his eyes still dark with desire. He bent to kiss her deeply and she practically melted into his arms, her hands circled around his neck.

"Oops. Sorry to interrupt you lovebirds," Kitty's voice suddenly broke in.

Sam lifted his head. Mercedes blushed despite herself. What if Kitty had walked in earlier? She would have seen them going at it on his piano. But then again, that would be a good way to show that annoying blonde that Sam wanted her,Mercedes, not his childhood friend.

"My dinner date cancelled so I guess you are stuck with me," Kitty said. She narrowed her eyes at them and took in Mercedes's disheveled flushed appearance, her dress riding up to the top of her thighs under Sam's arms. Sam's hair was also slightly mussed.

"So, have you two been naughty? Right here?" she wriggled her eyebrows at Sam. "Never knew you to be an exhibitionist Sam. What if the servants walked in?"

Sam's face darkened. His grasp on Mercedes tightened. A muscle ticked in his jaw. Mercedes was slightly gratified to note that his precious childhood friend Kitty had annoyed him.Angered him even.

"Mercedes is a bit tired, I will take her to her room, you can keep yourself occupied Kitty" he said coldly. Then he carried Mercedes up the staircase, not even looking back.

Mercedes peeked down and saw Kitty's face twisted in anger. Her hands curled in tight fists on both sides. Once in her room, he placed her on the bed then he went to lock the door. He walked back to her, undressing as he went. By the time he reached her, he was in all his naked glory. His manhood was hard again, erect and proud.

"Now, where were we?" he said and he slide next to her. Her breath caught in her throat, her pulse quickening. No matter how many times they did this, she could never stop herself from reacting this way to him. He reached out and slowly undressed her, pulling off her dress, unhooking her bra, discarding the clothes in an untidy pile on the floor.

This time around, he took it slow. He was gentle. He took time to kiss every inch of her skin.As if worshipping her every curve. Her every nook and cranny. Licking. Kissing. Nibbling. Leaving a trail of blazing heat behind. By the time he got down to between her legs, she was squirming in desire. Her body was on fire. She was so wet and so ready, she wanted him to take her there and then but he was not in a hurry.

He took his time. He used his tongue and his fingers. He teased and touched and caressed. She squirmed and writhed and arched, moaning and almost sobbing with need.

She reached down and closed her hand around him. He gave a start and groaned in pleasure. He didn't stop her. Instead, he continued his assault on her senses. Licking a sensitive spot. Caressing her breasts. Sucking on another spot. Every nerve ending was on fire.

She tightened her grip on him and started moving it up and down his shaft. He groaned.

"Stop" he growled.

She ignored him. She wanted to pleasure him as much as he was pleasuring her. He thrust a finger into her wet and moist centre. He stretched it and rimmed it with his fingers. His thumb found her throbbing nub and stroked it. She squirmed and moved her hand on him faster. Up and down. Up and down. His hand came up and stopped her hand.

"l said stop" he said, his voice so deep and filled with desire, it excited her even more.

She refused to stop, she tightened her hand around his thick throbbing rod and squeezed it. He jerked and groaned.

"You are playing dangerously" he warned. He moved to take her lips in his but she slid down and before he could move, she closed her lips around him.

He jerked and let out a loud guttural groan. He fell to his back and she followed, taking him deep into her mouth, almost touching her throat. He groaned and thrusted into her mouth. She started sucking and circling his thick member with her tongue. She looked up at him.

His eyes were closed, his face twisted in deep desire. She sucked and licked. She circled his circumference with her tongue and used her hands to caress his balls. He was so hard now, it was as if he would burst at any moment.

"Mercy, Stop," he moaned.

She ignored him. She wanted to return the favor. She closed her hand around him and licked down his length, synchronising both her hand and lip movements. He jerked and thrusted into her mouth, groaning.

"MERCY, I am warning you" he muttered in between moans.

"Let me do this," she said. She released him and sat up. She straddled him and guided him into her, inch by slow inch. He raised his hand and held her hips, pulling her down in one smooth motion while he thrusted his hips up. They both moaned.

She could feel every inch of him deep inside her, stretching her, turgid and dribbling wet. He could feel her moist centre enclosed around him, tight and wet.

She started to ride him, slowly at first and he met her every movement by thrusting up. He was gripping her hips tightly against him. His eyes are stormy and black with desire. Their breathing were now coming out is harsh gasps. She was close to her edge now. He reached between them and found her throbbing nub. He kneaded it and then she crested. She tightened around him and bucked. Relentless waves were crashing over her, she pulsed and undulated.Then she fell on him, lying on his chest, spent.

He was still hard and buried deep inside her. He withdrew and gently moved her to her side, facing away from him He spooned her and entered her from behind, his hands coming around to cup her breasts. He was gentle and slow. Taking his time. Slowly pushing in.

Slowly withdrawing. She gasped. She couldn't believe that sensations are starting to build up again as he moved within her. His hands caressed her breasts, teasing her sensitive nipples. His lips found a sensitive spot on her neck and sucked gently. She moaned,They stayed that way for a long moment, him thrusting gently, she squirming against him, moaning, gasping.

Soon, she was cresting yet again, waves after waves crashing over her, her whole body shuddering and thrashing against his.This time, he joined her a second later. They both crying out in unison as he thrusted into her again and again, emptying deep into her.

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