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Sam stepped out of the shower, staring at Mercedes as she sat in front of the mirror. His eyes traveled from her beautiful face down to the curves he loved to explore so much. It was becoming obviously clear with each passing day that this was more than him having fun, more than him exploring his options or feelings. He was falling in love with her, and while that came with its own challenges, Sam was desperate to know if she felt that same.
He was happy to know that Mercedes had never been to wine country, but she loved the place. Sam had booked the Archer's Elegant King Suite, which took her breath away just with the balcony view and the fireplace. It was perfect, and she let him know just how much she loved it. The wood plank porcelain tile and the king-size four-poster canopy draped bed it made the place more welcoming.
After settling in, they spent the day going sightseeing, and they stopped by one of the vineyards to sample the different wines Napa had to offer. She would have never thought wine tasting would be as fun as it was, it was just wine tasting, but Sam enjoyed laughing with her and sharing the moment of it just being her and him.
Mercedes brought Sam out of his thoughts as she spoke.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Mercedes asked, staring at him through the mirror as she smiled.
Sam walked over to her and kissed her neck, sucking at her pulse point as his hands traveled down her shoulder and to her breast.
"Sam…we have dinner reservations; we can't be late."
Sam pulled her from the chair and lifted her into his arms. "We can be late, and I need you now."
He pushed her against the wall, a need to have her coming over him; it was primal and unavoidable; he wanted to please her and make her his in the only way he knew he could.
Mercedes melted into him as he kissed her, wrapping her arms and thighs around him with a moan as he sucked on her tongue. "Sam!" She mumbled as he thrust his hip into hers.
"I need to be inside of you." Sam said, tearing off his towel and pulling off her robe, revealing a pink lace see-through bra and thong. He groaned, looking down at her.
"This was supposed to be a surprise for later." She hissed. "But you got greedy."
Sam smirked, toying with the hem of her thong before teasing her clit with his thumb. "There is something about you, Mercedes, and I can't seem to control myself when I am around you."
"Sam! Please stop teasing me."
Sam smirked. "Oh, you want more? Tell me."
Mercedes let her head fall back as she ran her hands through his hair. "Sammmm."
He pushed his hand into her thong between them. "Beg for it; tell me what you want."
"Oh." She moaned as he pushed a finger inside of her. "Make me cum! Sam! I need more."
Sam kissed a trail down her neck as he added a finger feeling her pulse around him, her body replying to his actions. "I love seeing you like this; it will never get old."
Mercedes rode his fingers as he held her up against the wall, cumming hard against them, screaming out his name.
Sam smiled, removing his fingers as he kissed her hungrily, tearing her thong from her body and pushing himself inside of her. "Fuck!" He yelled, slamming his free hand against the wall as he sank deep inside her. Looking down at her, Sam kissed her softly. "Look at me, Merce."
Mercedes opened her eyes, staring at Sam as he grabbed her thighs with both hands and carried her over to the bed, still connected to her.
"I lo-oh Mercedes, you feel amazing."
Laying her on the bed with him, he placed her hands over her head, holding them as he pushed deep within her getting a rhythm going. As she screamed out, he knew she would fall apart. He could feel her walls contracting, ready to help push her over that sweet ledge.
And he wasn't that far behind; he knew the moment she came, he would follow. He bent down and kissed her softly. "IF you wanna make our reservations, you should cum for me, Merce." He teased.
She started to speak, but Sam hit her g-spot three times in a row, hard and fast, and she came gripping his shoulders as they shared a bruising kiss. Sam followed suit, cumming along with her before he collapsed beside her.
"What in the world came over you?"
Sam looked at her, moving her hair from her eyes. His own reflected his emotions, feelings he didn't want to feel for a woman who could never truly be his. "I guess you just bring out the animal in me."
She smiled. "Let's get going so we can eat; I know after all that you are hungry." Leaning in, she kissed him, and Sam growled in response. She shook her head. "Nope, go get dressed and put that thing away."
Sam laughed, getting off the bed and watching her grab her robe. As he grabbed his own clothes and got dressed, he contemplated how in the hell he was going to survive being a secret when he wanted to be so much more.
Sam was certain Mercedes was trying to kill him, wearing a champagne-colored plunging neck sequin mid-thigh long-sleeve dress. Wearing a black suit with a baby blue shirt and silk tie, he felt like he at least deserved to be on her arm.
As Sam took Mercedes's hand and led her inside Bottega Napa Valley, the restaurant he chose for them, he said a little prayer he could control both the urge to tell her that he loved her and the desire to throw her on the table and do dirty things to her in front of everyone.
As they arrived at their table, Sam pulled out her chair and sat next to her, taking the menu as the waiter brought it out.
He smiled, looking at the man. "What wine would you recommend for a romantic dinner?"
The waiter smiled. "For a dinner with a beautiful lady such as she, I would rec-"
"Excuse me, I am sure the wine here is divine, but we had a tasting, and I am kinda in the mood for something else…is that okay?" She asked, looking at Sam. Usually, she would say she was changing it up, but she knew how hard Sam worked on this.
"Oh, thank God." Sam said. "I was really looking forward to a beer, but I didn't want to ruin the mood."
Mercedes leaned into him and kissed him. "You never could. Get your beer."
The waiter smiled. "If beer is what you want, our Baladin Super is a real treat and a big hit. And m'lady, for someone who is all wined out, may I suggest our Queen Margherita Margarita? It's delicious with blood orange and roasted pineapple."
Mercedes smiled and nodded at Sam, and he beamed. "We will take both and some water. Thank you."
The man nodded. "May I also get you an appetizer?"
Sam nodded to Mercedes, and she smiled, looking at the options. "Can we try the Tricolore?"
"Excellent choice. I will have those out to you momentarily."
As he walked away, Sam took Mercedes's hand in his. "I know I said this before, but you are beautiful. That dress is… it's tempting."
"Oh? Am I tempting you, Mr. Evans?" She smirked.
Sam's eyes darkened with lust as her hand traveled down his thigh. "Mercedes." He warned.
She looked at him innocently. "Yes?"
"You are trouble, and I am trying my damnest to behave here." Sam said, shaking his head.
The waiter came back with their drinks and appetizer, and as they ordered, Sam stiffened as her hand moved further up his thigh. Sam cleared his throat, ordering their entrees, his was Bistecca which was Prime bone-in Rib eye steak, and Mercedes ordered the Ricotta Gnocchi della Nonna, which was ricotta pillow with old hen tomatoes and Pecorino Romano.
Sam hadn't known what to expect in a fancy place like they were in, but people seemed to be accommodating. Sam stopped her hand from reaching his shaft as the waiter walked away.
"Wiat…"
She frowned. "Are you okay?"
"I am. Mercedes, I am so tempted to have you on this table, in the bathroom, and hell, see if you can get under here and relieve this tension you caused. But I want tonight to be something more."
She smiled, pulling her hand away. "It is something more, Sam, and it is. This day has been amazing, and this trip has been."
Sam sat up straighter. "I…want to tell you that I-" He hesitated. "I am so glad that you are here with me."
Mercedes leaned in and kissed him softly. "I am glad that we are here and can share this."
As the food was brought out, they fell into everyday conversation with them both talking about their lives. How they grew up, different things they were into.
"No! Please tell me you are joking?"
Mercedes shook her head. "Nope, I think I have been Sebastians's beard since the moment he realized he was gay. He would tell his family that he was with me and be out with a guy. Mostly, Hunter, that was his high school love."
"And you didn't go off and do anything?"
Mercedes shook her head no. "Nope, I was more focused on studying; I knew I wanted to take over the company, and I couldn't do that if I wasn't on point."
Sam shook his head. "You are incredible."
"I'm not."
Sam took her hand in his. "Do you not know all you have accomplished in your life? You are an inspiration to a whole new generation. I heard you are speaking to the high school students and offering internships. Mercedes, you do so much for everyone. I am just glad to be the one to get to take care of you."
Mercedes blushed, shaking her head. "I have always wanted to be an inspiration. Let other girls and women know that you can do it; the internship will end with all who make it having a full ride to the school of their choice. The only stipulation is they have to be a business major."
"Be proud of yourself. I know I am, and your family is."
Mercedes took a forkful of her food. "Here, come taste this."
Sam leaned in and tasted the food, groaning. "That is soo good. Here taste mine."
Leaning in, Mercedes kept her eyes on him as she tasted his steak. "Delicious. We definitely are coming back here just for this food."
Sam nodded. "It's a date. Are you ready to go, or do you want dessert?"
The ring of Mercedes's phone cut through the mood, and she sighed. "I am sorry it's Sebastian's ringtone, and he swore not to call unless it was an emergency. "Hello?"
"Mommy? I don't feel good." Zola said through the phone. "Daddy can't take care of me when I am sick like you."
"Oh, sweetie. I am sorry you are sick; what's wrong?"
"My tummy."
Mercedes looked at Sam sadly, who nodded as he flagged down the waiter. She leaned in and kissed him as she headed out of the restaurant.
"Okay, so even though mommy is far away right now, how about we do it like the last time I was gone? I go on video and make sure daddy is doing everything he can to make you feel better."
"Okay."
Mercedes hung up, calling back on video and offering Zola a smile. She was cuddled up with Sebastian. He sighed.
"I didn't want to both you. I mean, I have everything here. The meds, the puke bucket, her favorite blankie, and Uni, her multicolored unicorn. She just misses you."
Mercedes nodded. "I know. It's okay, and we just got finished with dinner. Are you ready for your song while daddy gives you your meds?"
She nodded. Sebastian gave her the chewable pepto bismol pills, and a cup of ginger ale as Mercedes began to sing 'You are My Sunshine'.
Sam walked out of the restaurant, wrapping his arms around Mercedes as she sang.
Zola smiled. "I feel a little better…mommy when are you coming home?"
"Sometime tomorrow, sweetie, and if you are still sick, then you can cuddle with me, and I will sing to you all night, okay?"
"Okay…"
Mercedes sighed. "I love you, Zozo. So much."
"I love you too."
After exchanging a few kisses and a promise to call if anything gets worse, Mercedes hung up.
Sam pulled her to him. "You hate being away from her when she is sick, don't you?"
"I work a lot, but when she is sick, work takes a backseat unless it can't. So being gone when she is sick is hard. Stomach flu are the worst because Zo is very extra like me when she is sick."
Sam laughed. "Good to know. If you want to go home, we can."
"Sam, you planned this wonderful trip…."
Sam lifted his hand to her chin, lifting her face so he could kiss her softly. "Napa will always be here. And this has already been an amazing trip. Let's get you home to your baby."
Mercedes wrapped her arms around his neck, holding him close. "God, I love you, Sam." She said and froze as the words slipped from her lips.
Sam held her, unsure if he heard what she said clearly. He pulled away, and Mercedes cleared her throat. "Ummm yeah, let me call everyone so we can head home." She pulled away from him, taking her phone out, freaking out about the fact that she told him she loved him.
Sam followed her, still shocked that he wasn't the first to say it though he wanted to be. "Merce?"
Mercedes shook her head. "Mason said we can be wheels up in an hour. I think we should go to the room and pack."
"Mercedes, we should talk about what just happened."
She shook her head. "Nope. I am good."
"Mercedes Jones, will you stop being so damn stubborn and talk to me!" Sam said firmly.
Mercedes stopped and turned to him. "What, Sam? What do you want?"
Sam walked over to her, pulling her into his arms. "I Love you too." He said, kissing her softly. "I am so very much in love with you that iI can't seem to think about anything but you. I know it's been a few months, but when you know, you know."
He wiped a tear that fell from her eye. "You okay?"
She nodded. "I just…I never thought I would get this chance; I never thought I would fall in love again."
Sam kissed her softly. "I never thought I would either. But Mercedes, now that we know and feel the way we do, we need to talk about the future. About you and Sebastian, about all of it."
She sighed. "Okay, but for now. Can we just dwell in the moment? We have about thirty minutes before we have to head to the plane, and we can start now and continue later."
Sam smiled, kissing her softly. "Race you to the room. The winner gets to pick the position."
"But I'm in heels."
Sam smiled. "Oh, I know." He said, taking off down the street to the hotel, it was right across the street, and he looked behind him, hearing Mercedes laugh as she chased him to the room. This was the love he always wanted, and she was the woman of his dreams.