Thank you for your continued support. Slightly longer chapter. Shout out to Mercypowaaa, welcome.
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After a long session of intimate activities, Tina and Mike were laying in their bed, chatting quietly.
"I hope Sam and Mercedes are having a great time. They both deserve it…especially Mercedes. She looked so wonderful tonight. It made me so happy to see her, looking like her old self again," Tina remarked. Mike nodded.
"Me too. I concur... Sam works really hard with the company…he deserves to have some fun...but... Mercedes…she's been through so much. I know she thinks her progress is because of us and Sam, but, it was her determined spirit, that brought her to where she's at now. Our parts were infinitesimal, compared to what she did for herself and it paid off in spades…she looks fantastic."
"She does. And you know what? I bet if that loser Brody saw her, he'd want her back. I hope she never gives him the time of day…he doesn't deserve to be in her presence for even one second," Tina stated.
"Hey, let's not sell our girl short. There's no way she'd throw Sam away, for the likes of Brody. And I think for his sake, he should stay away from Mercedes and just let her be. He doesn't want Sam Evans as his enemy…and he'll quickly become one, if he tries anything with Mercedes. Sam loves that girl…always have and I suspect he always will," Mike said.
The couple went quiet for a couple minutes and suddenly, Tina giggled.
"What's so funny?" Mike asked. A mischievous look clouded her lovely features, as she answered,
"Nothing…I just hope, that Sam and Mercedes end up spending the night together." Mike narrowed his eyes at her, and she laughed this time.
"Babe?" Mike said, warning her.
"What? It's not healthy carrying on the way they have. I know they've had a few hurdles…but, come on…it's been almost a year…that they haven't…you know…and,, longer for Sam. And they've been spending lots of time in each other's company...for months now…I just think it's high time they did it…with each other."
Mike slapped his forehead dramatically, as he listened to his fiancée.
"Ti-na," he said, stretching her name. "These things can't be forced. You have to let nature take its course. Only the two of them will know when the time is right for them to take that step."
"I know...and as usual, you're right. I just want things to work out for them…and I know you do, too." "Course I do." "Right...anyways, let's get some sleep. I want round two later and you need to be rested for that."
Mike's eyes widened.
He shook his head and rested his hand, on her still flat tummy, bringing a smile to her face.
Minutes later, as sleep begun to set in, Tina quietly said,
"Mercedes would make a great mom."
Meanwhile, Sam and Mercedes had sat through the rest of the show and enjoyed it tremendously.
After their exit, they decided to call it a night and head to his home.
On the way there, they chatted about the musical and the brilliant actors, both concluding it was a great show and time well spent.
Not once did the topic of Brody, or what happened between him and Mercedes came up. It was as if, it had never occurred.
A while later, they reached his home and exited the car.
Immediately, Mercedes found herself wrapped in Sam's strong arms and his warm lips covering hers.
She melted into the kiss, as he backed her onto the car, and kissed her, exactly how he wanted to.
When the kiss broke, they stood forehead to forehead, arms around each other, reveling in companionable silence.
Minutes later, Sam took her hand, kissed it and led her to the door.
Hand in hand, they entered the house, basking in the afterglow of their wonderful night out.
Mercedes could still feel her lips tingling, from the passionate kiss Sam had bestowed on her, moments ago.
He led her to the sofa and asked,
"Would you like something hot to drink?" She smiled at his thoughtfulness.
"Actually, I would. Coffee please. Thanks." Sam smiled, the cute lopsided way he does, and her heart fluttered.
He turned away and headed for the kitchen, to put the kettle on, returning seconds later, to tell her,
"Make yourself at home…I'll just be a few minutes."
"Okay."
Mercedes proceeded to take her shoes off.
She stood after a few seconds and quietly wandered around the room, looking at the picture,s that were hung on the walls.
After a while, she heard the kettle shut off. She looked around, and not seeing Sam, decided to see to their coffee.
In the kitchen, she moved about, as though she was at home, easily finding the things she needed.
Her thoughts drifted to the many conversations, she and Sam had that night, particularly the one in the car on the way home.
Yes, they had talked about the musical and the wonderful talent the actors possessed, but then, for a short spell, they had fallen silent, lost in their individual thoughts.
She knew for the both of them, coming back to his home, had felt different, simply because, they were returning as an official couple in love.
For her, it meant that she was in a good place, where she could freely return Sam's love, uninhibited.
She had released all of her insecurities and the bad memories of her past life, and found herself yearning, to fully embrace the unconditional love, Sam had so willingly offered her.
Putting Brody in his place felt good, liberating even, and she had no regrets in doing so.
Her thoughts drifted further, recalling how her mind had went to over-drive, during the quiet time in the car, about the possibilities the rest of the night held for them.
She can still hear Sam's concerned voice, as he asked,
"Are you okay, Mercedes?"
"I'm fine Sam,' she replied and turned her head, to look out the window, just as her face heated up.
Apprehensively, he reached for her hand and threaded their fingers together.
"Would you like to talk about it…maybe I can help." Mercedes cautiously turned her head, to look at him, but quickly turned away, blushing profusely.
'How can I tell him, I'm thinking about being with him…intimately,' she thought.
Just then, Sam turned off the road, and started up his driveway.
After bringing the car to a stop, Sam reached over, unbuckled Mercedes' seatbelt and cupped her cheeks.
"You can tell me anything baby…you know that, don't you?" he kindly asked.
Nodding her head, Mercedes closed her eyes for a moment. And when she opened them, she found herself caught in an intense gaze of green.
She deflated and said to him,
"Tonight was wonderful, Sam. I haven't felt this good in a long time. I felt like a princess…you know…like Cinderella…and you're my Prince Charming. I love you, Sam…very much…much more than I thought possible. And I don't want this night to end…at least, not yet."
She paused, holding his gaze, which was one of complete understanding.
"I want to be with you for a long time…and I want…I want to be with you…tonight. It's just…I haven't had these feelings in a while, and I don't want to disappoint you. Do you…"
She was expertly cut off, by his soft lips on hers.
It wasn't a demanding kiss. It was a kiss, full of deep unconditional love, uniting two hearts and minds, showing they were completely in sync.
Sam pulled back after a while, and after a few pecks, he said,
"You've said a mouthful Mercedes, but it's exactly what was on my mind. I completely understand where you're coming from, because, I feel the same way, too. I've loved you for so long and I can honestly tell you this, you could never disappoint me. Fact is, I don't think you're capable of it."
He chuckled and Mercedes swatted his hand.
"But seriously, I want to be with you in every possible way…but I don't want you to feel pressured, into doing anything you're not ready for. Whenever we go through those doors and the only thing you want to do is sleep, then, that's what we will do. We just go with the flow and do whatever comes naturally. I love you, more than anything in this world…regardless of how this night ends…as long as, you are with me…I'll be happy."
Mercedes melted at his words and tears welled in her eyes.
A sob escaped her, and Sam pulled her into his strong arms.
"I don't know how you do it, Sam. But you have this ability, to always make me feel better. I'm so lucky," she spoke into his chest.
"Well, Mercedes, when you love someone, as much as I love you, their happiness is paramount," he softly said, kissing her head.
Mercedes lifted up and kissed his neck, smiling as she felt him shiver.
"As I said, I'm very lucky."
Presently, she stirred from her thoughts, when she heard Sam softly calling for her.
"Mercedes? Are you in the kitchen?"
"Yes, Sam," she answered.
She turned towards the doorway and her jaw dropped, as soon as he entered the kitchen.
He had changed and was casually dressed, in a red t shirt, molded to his sculpted chest and a black track pants, that left nothing to be desired.
Mercedes caught herself after about a minute and turned her attention back to their coffee, blushing as she did so.
Her actions didn't go un-noticed by Sam.
He smirked to himself and walked right up to her, embracing her from behind. He softly kissed her neck, smiling, as he felt her trembled and almost spilled the coffee.
"Don't be shy baby," he softly said. He gently turned her to face him.
"Hey," he started, lifting her chin. "I feel honored and special, having you look at me, the way you just did. I've craved that look from you, for years," he finished.
Mercedes felt as if she'd melted into a puddle, as Sam's warm words washed over her.
She lifted her head from his sturdy chest and looked up into his loving eyes.
With a sweet smile on her face, she lifted up and planted a soft lingering kiss to his lips.
As she went to move away, back to their now cooling coffee, Sam held her tightly to him. Holding her gaze, he brought his lips back to hers, pouring everything he was feeling at the moment, into the kiss…feelings of love, desire, and lust.
In a flash, things began to heat up.
The kiss turned passionate, hungry and needy.
Coffee forgotten, they took turns plundering each other's mouths, each giving as good as they got.
Feeling Mercedes' soft body molded to his, took Sam to a new high and his body reacted.
He felt himself losing control, as he backed her up, to the kitchen island's counter and lifted her onto it.
The surprised look on her face vanished, as he wedged himself between her legs and kissed her deeply.
His hands roamed her body, finally wrapping around her.
Hearing her moan, he tightened his hold on her and dragged her forward, onto his hardened manhood.
Instinctively, he rolled his hips into her and grabbed her generous butt, kneading it.
A loud moan sounded from her and she pulled away, to look at him.
Sam looked directly into her brown eyes, now a shade darker and his heart flipped, when he saw his need mirrored there.
Mercedes parted her kiss-swollen lips and held his gaze, reading his mind and knowing exactly what he desired in that moment.
"I want you so bad, Mercedes," he softly said. She leaned her forehead against his, breathing him in.
"I want you, too, Sam."
He placed a soft kiss on her lips and lifted her from the counter top.
With his back to the kitchen, he walked her backwards, maneuvering easily around furniture, heading for his bedroom, not once, breaking eye contact.
On the inside, Mercedes shyly took in her surroundings, marveling at the exquisitely, not to mention, expansively and expensively decorated room.
The colors green…rather…dark green and gold were signature, accentuating the drapes, the bed linens and the chaise.
At the end of the bed, was a soft leather ottoman. And directly under it, and half-way under the bed, lay a fluffy gold and brown rug, that looked so inviting, Mercedes had to restrain herself from diving onto it, to see how it felt.
Behind the king-sized bed, was a huge painting of beautiful horses, running wild and free, across an unknown prairie land.
On the remaining walls, except for one, which was void of anything, there were pictures of Sam's parents and his siblings.
She felt his presence behind her, the heat from his body, making butterflies flutter in her stomach.
When his hands came around her middle, and he kissed her neck, she almost collapsed.
She could feel his hardness, as he held her flush against him, while he continued to kiss her neck and now her shoulders.
"That empty wall is reserved for your picture alone, baby," he whispered in her ear.
Mercedes shivered and Sam held her tighter, lightly nipping her neck.
His hands started to roam, all over her body at that point, caressing her soft tummy, her legs, up her sides and finally her breasts.
Her body arched, at the feel of his large hands, on her soft breasts, causing her butt to rub deliciously on his huge erection.
"Oh God! Mercedes…that feels so good," he said, in a voice unlike his own.
Mercedes decided to keep doing it, as she too, was enjoying the feel of him, against her.
Pleasurable heat radiated from her core, spreading outwards, upwards and downwards, whilst his hands continued to drive her insane.
Sam too, couldn't take any more of the sweet torment, he was enduring.
'I haven't even begun to get started with her yet and I feel as if I'm going to burst. I need to control myself,' he thought.
Just then, Mercedes started bounce her behind, all over his painfully hard manhood and he groaned loudly.
'How can I control myself…Oh God! Help me not to make a fool of myself.'
He paused his actions momentarily.
He lifted up from kissing, and sucking on her neck, turning her to face him. He smiled when she whimpered in protest.
His hands went to her shoulders, gently rubbing them and enjoying the feel of the one bared shoulder.
After a few seconds, he slipped his finger under the strap and eased the dress, off, watching, as it pooled at her feet.
Seeing her clad only in her underwear, Sam groaned again, and his eyes darkened.
He lifted his hands, not knowing where to touch first, as he drank in the sight of her.
He bit his lip, almost painfully and closed his eyes for a bit, desperately trying to control the beast within him. He wanted nothing more, than to take her to his bed and completely ravish her.
Wordlessly, Mercedes took in Sam's actions and started to divest him of his clothes.
She gaped at his perfect body, when his shirt hit the floor and with trembling hands, tugged the elastic waist of his track pants, slipping it down his muscular legs.
Her eyes willingly dropped to the bulge in his underwear, just as he stepped out of his pants.
Nervous hands, reached for him, acquainting themselves with his toned body, running up and down his back and butt, while she shyly kept her head downcast.
Taking a chance to look at him, Mercedes shivered, at the look in his dark hooded eyes. She felt his hands go around her, unclasp her bra and dropped to her generous behind.
She gasped when he gripped it and drew her tightly to him.
He dipped his head, right at that moment and claimed her lips in a searing kiss.
Moving his lips to her neck and shoulders again, Sam gently lifted her and placed her onto the bed.
Seconds later, he prowled up and over her, leaving kisses everywhere.
When he got to her lips, he kissed her hungrily, pulling her tongue forcefully into his mouth.
His hand moved to her perfect breast, and immediately the nipple stiffened, causing her, to arch into his hand.
He slowly began to move away from her lips, trailing kisses across her jaw and down her neck, all the way down to her breasts, leaving wet, open-mouth kisses, all over them.
He latched onto one, drawing the nipple into his warm mouth, running his tongue over and around it, while his other hand busied itself with the next.
Squirming, Mercedes found herself, moving her arms down Sam's body. Gently, slipping her hand into his boxers, she pushed it down, exposing his erect shaft.
Taking the hint, Sam removed his underwear the rest of the way and gently tugged hers from her body, baring her completely to him.
An appreciative hiss escaped his lips, as his eyes boldly roamed her body.
Similarly, Mercedes was mesmerized and slightly intimidated, by Sam's erect manhood, keeping her eyes glued to it.
'Wow! That thing…is…'
"Beautiful! You're so beautiful," Sam said, breaking her from her thoughts. She smiled and inside her head, she said,
'Exactly! It's huge, but beautiful, just like the rest of you.'
Sam was now hovering over her, he dropped to his elbows and kissed her hungrily, as his hand pulled the drawer of the bedside table and reached inside.
He lifted up for a moment, smiling when he felt her pulling him back down.
"One second baby, I need to get some protection," he said. He felt her nod and then, the soft kiss she left on his chest.
Finding what he wanted, he hurriedly closed the drawer and returned to her, kissing her lips.
As Sam busied himself, sheathing his member, he continued to drop kisses all over her face, neck and breasts.
Moving into position, he looked directly into her dark eyes and entered her.
Both groaned on contact, with a whispered, "Oh God!" coming from Sam.
He stilled for a few seconds, reining in his emotions and then started moving again.
"Sam," softly escapes Mercedes' mouth and he responded, saying,
"Yes, baby…?" just before he dipped his head and kissed her.
Feeling her soft body beneath him quivering, Sam adjusted himself and gathered her into his arms, just as her legs came up, around his trim hips, pulling him deeper into her already saturated body.
Minutes into their intimate activities, Mercedes dropped her legs and gripped Sam's back, as his actions sped up.
Sam groaned and turned his face into her neck, inhaling her sweet scent, whilst her hands slip to his bum, gripping it and pulling him impossibly deeper, into her.
After a while, his actions grew feverishly.
"Oh no...oh no…I can't hold on, baby…"
Hearing Sam's passionate cries, as he drove them to the brink of ecstasy, proved to be Mercedes' undoing.
Straining, she leaned up and sank her teeth into his shoulder, just as he shifted, lifted her bum and drove deeply into her.
That was the last straw, she completely let go and shattered beneath him.
About a minute later, Sam stilled, groaning, as the waves of climax washed over him, leaving him thoroughly spent, and clinging to Mercedes, as she too, clung to him.
After a few minutes, Sam released her from his grip, kissed her softly and rolled off her.
Immediately, he pulled her into a sweaty embrace and kissed her head.
"Okay?" he asked.
"Yes, I'm fine, Sam. You?" Sam wasn't sure how to answer her, but he said,
"I'm good…more than good. I don't think there's a word, that can accurately describe, how I feel at the moment…but, I'm extremely happy right now. That was the best experience of my life. I love you so much, Mercedes." Mercedes melted.
"I love you too, Sam. And…for what it's worth, you've exceeded all my expectations. Now, I'm sorry we didn't do this sooner." Sam laughed loudly.
"Don't worry baby, we will have plenty of opportunities to do this, over and over again." She lifted up, kissed him and said,
"I can't wait."
In the next chapter, there will be a time jump. Stay safe, stay blessed.