Finally a manageable chapter to edit because I didn't include all of the original authors smut. But smut warning ahead just the same...Thanks for continuing to support this work.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. Most of this is borrowed from Glee, the author, Twyla Turner, role plays, and other sources. I am just the juggler keeping all these perspectives in the air as this story is told for our fandom.

Chapter Eleven

August 6, 2023

"Okay, Mercedes, you're looking better than ever. What's causing that glow girl?" Kurt asked.

"I agree! What have you been up to, ma'am?" Tina asked.

It was Sunday brunch and it was obvious her friends were ready to gossip.

"Can I get my drink first?" Mercedes huffed.

"Nope. Spill it, sister. What have you been up to?" Tina pressed.

"Yes, I am quite invested in you and the chef." Santana chimed in via FaceTime..

"I concur!" Kurt nodded

"You nosey roseys better be glad I love y'all." Mercedes rolled her eyes.

She still waited until the waiter came by to fill up her glass. After she took a couple of sips, her friends stared at her in exasperation.

"Okay!" Mercedes put down her drink and began. "So, Chelsea texted me Friday night and told me she had plans to hangout with a friend. Then only a few minutes later, Sam called me and asked if I could come over for food, swimming, and napping."

"Napping!?" They all said in unison.

"Shh!" Mercedes hushed them as other tables looked over at them. "I'll explain, just let me get it out."

"Sorry." They all cringed.

"Okay, so. I went over. I helped him with getting the food ready. OMG, the food was bomb as hell. Anyway, we swam and played in the pool like teenagers. Then we ate and talked. Then we showered together in the outdoor shower. And after that, we went up to his room and cuddled until we fell asleep. He set the alarm for two hours, so I could be up and gone before Chelsea got back. He kissed me at the door and I left." Mercedes lifted her hands and then dropped them to the table.

"That's it?!" Santana asked.

"No, sex at all?" Tina looked perplexed.

"YOU. Mercedes Jones, spent a whole afternoon with a man and didn't have oral or vaginal sex?" Kurt's eyes bulged.

"That is correct. It's not like it was my choice. But we did kiss quite a bit. And there was a little grinding until he stopped me."

"Okay." Tina started. "Let me get this straight. He asked you to be his plus one to a fancy event? Where you had an amazing night. Then he asked you to help with a block party to feed the homeless and you guys had a great time, and now, you've had an afternoon date where you flirted, kissed, and all you did was nap together?"

"Um…yes, to all of the above." Mercedes confirmed.

"I'm sorry to be the one to tell ya, but you're dating him." Santana said.

"I…am…not!"

"Yes, you are." Tina agreed.

"I'm not even that familiar with it because I married the first man I dated, but that definitely sounds like dating to me." Kurt interjected.

"I'm just in it to get the D."

"Does he make you laugh?"

"Yes."

"Do you like being around him?"

"Yes."

"Have you told him personal things you don't tell anyone outside of us?"

"Umm…yeah." Mercedes thought about how she'd opened up to him about her past the day before.

"Ma'am, you're dating that man." Tina said again.

"Unh-uh." Santana held up a finger. "Before you deny it again, if you don't think what you two are doing is dating…he most definitely does."

"I agree with Santana; he has initiated every single date. He dresses them up as if it is only hanging out to ease your mind and keep you from running. Mercedes, you've definitely been hoodwinked. Or in this case the playa has finally got played." Kurt smiled at her.

Mercedes fell back into her chair. "Well, I'll be damned. He tricked me into dating him."

"How did you not realize it?" Tina squinted at her.

"Girl, I'm blinded by lack of orgasms and dreams of pretty dicks with cock jewelry. I can't be trusted." Mercedes shook her head.

"It's been two years since old dirty drawers put you on a sex break. Haven't you at least pleasured yourself or screwed someone else in the meantime besides that time you got oral in early March?" Santana asked.

"No! The night of the block party, he told me he wanted to build the tension to make the sex even better when we eventually have it. So, he instructed me not to masturbate or have sex with anyone else and he'd do the same. Not that I was able to orgasm anyway when I masturbated unless I was watching an old porn video of his. Then, that got too disturbing. It's like my vagina is broken. And I haven't been interested in screwing anyone else, honestly. Only his dick will do, currently. And then when I'm finished with him, I can get him out of my system and move on with my life." Mercedes finished.

Her friends were too stunned to speak. They only stared at her with varying expressions of shock.

"What in the hell?" Santana was the first to voice her amazement.

"Are you sure you are not falling for him?" Tina asked.

"What?! Absolutely not!"

"Because you only want one dick. And are so affected by him that you can't even get off by yourself. That's just not you." Tina said.

"At least not the you we've known for the past several years since 'he who shall not be named.' Santana added.

"But you're absolutely more like the Mercedes we first met in school." Kurt added the last nail in the coffin.

Mercedes's heart pounded a little too thickly in her chest. She started to shake her head quickly.

"Nope. No. Not listening. Sam Evans is just like my other temporary dicks. This is just a summer fling, and then when I get that dick, I'm done! No more sneaky dates or any shit like it. After I'm through with him, he's back to being the dad of the girl I mentor and that is all." Mercedes proclaimed passionately.

"Aww…Mercedes. Don't be like that. You guys really seem to be hitting it off. Don't cut off your nose to spite your face before you find out if this could be an everlasting love." Tina pleaded.

"I just can't, guys. I really can't. It's been great. But this is where it needs to stop. It will only be a summer fling, not a relationship."

Her friends didn't say more. But they did look at her sadly the rest of their brunch date.

I won't bend. I won't.

Mercedes:

Hey, Sam. Are you home? I wanted to drop off the clothes you let me borrow.

Sam:

Yeah, I actually am. But there's no rush on returning them. Not that I wouldn't mind seeing you.

Mercedes:

I did laundry and they're just gonna sit here. Might as well.

Sam:

Sure. Stop by whenever.

Mercedes:

Will do.

Mercedes smiled deviously as she closed out her texts.

It had been a week since their pool, food, and nap time. Mercedes had picked Chelsea up and the two had went to the movies and then singing at a karaoke place. After their afternoon together, Mercedes had dropped Chelsea off at her friend's house for a sleepover, about an hour ago. So, Mercedes knew the teen would be gone all night.

"Operation Get that Dick, has officially commenced." Mercedes said to herself.

She walked into her room to prepare.

"Mercedes." Sam greeted her. "Wow! You look gorgeous."

"Thank you."

She smiled knowing that the trap was set.

He was only complimenting her face and hair. He hadn't even seen the rest of her yet, since she was wearing a long trench coat. A classic move.

Her makeup was sultry. A dramatic smokey eye and red lip. She'd straightened her hair and roller set it with big barrel rollers. The end result were old Hollywood waves that stopped just under her breasts and covered one eye. Very Jessica Rabbit.

"You must be headed out for a night on the town." Sam said as Mercedes handed him the folded sweatshirt and joggers.

"Not exactly." Mercedes said.

She leaned against the doorway and let the coat swing open. Underneath she wore nothing other than a black lace garter belt with black stockings attached and sky-high red heels. Her breasts were on full display. Her Brazilian waxed mound tucked prettily at the apex of her thighs.

From the time it took him to look down her body and back up again, the front of Sam's gray sweatpants had tented before her eyes. When his eyes connected with hers again, she tilted her head to the side. Her hair swept in front of one eye. The look she gave him through her lashes was a combination of demure and downright sinful.

"Well…" She said and bit her bottom lip.

Sam stared at her for a little longer as if he was having an internal battle.

"To hell with the plan." He growled.

Sam grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. He slammed the door shut and pushed her up against it. He was on her a split second later. Mercedes gasped and he took the opening to devour her mouth. Her fingers gathered up his white t-shirt on his back and began to pull it up. Sam released her long enough to step back. Mercedes whipped the shirt over his head. She could barely toss it to the side before he was on her again.

Her hands frantically stroked over his taut skin. Her fingers slid up his neck and into his silky hair. They gripped the strands tight as she pulled him closer.

Sam pulled back. He stared at her, only inches away from her face. One of his hands tightly clasped the back of her neck, holding her still to keep the eye contact. The other hand skated down her center. From the center of her chest. Between her breasts. Over her trembling tummy. And down her mound.

Mercedes's mouth popped open in anticipation. One large digit slipped between the folds that protected her most sacred place. Sam's eyes widened.

"Fuck, Mercedes! You're so freaking wet."

His finger, now saturated in her arousal, circled her clit twice. That was all it took, after weeks of no orgasms and craving his touch.

"Ahhh!" Mercedes screamed as her head fell back against the door.

Sam rested his head against the crook of Mercedes's neck.

"Jesus Christ! You're so responsive."

"It's your fault. Too many weeks with no orgasms will do that."

"I must warn you now. I will cum quick the first time too. Hell, you almost made me cum just now." He chuckled against her neck. "But we have the whole night. I will make it up to you."

"And I will hold you to it."

"Come." Sam grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the stairs.

Mercedes stopped at the foot of the stairs. She let her coat drop to her feet. Then she passed him and started walking up the stairs in just her garter, stockings, and heels. Her ass on full display in front of him.

"I think you will be the death of me." Sam said. "And you're always showing off that ass. Fair warning… I'm an ass man."

They reached the top of the stairs and he gave her ass a good smack. Mercedes yelped and then giggled. He growled and stalked her. She kicked off her heels and ran towards his bedroom. He gave chase. He caught her around the waist, just as she reached the bed. He tossed her onto the bed and crawled over her. They laughed as he lowered himself to her lips. The smiles still on their lips as they tried to kiss. Their teeth knocked together a few times. Mercedes snorted. She turned her head to the side and pressed a hand to her mouth. Sam chuckled against her exposed neck.

In all the sex she'd had, Mercedes had never experienced playfulness in sex. Everyone was always so serious. Including herself. She felt so lighthearted going into lovemaking.

With featherlight fingertips, Sam brushed her hair back from her face and neck.

"Hmm…" He hummed against her ear. "Since you're in such a giggly mood, let's see what makes you laugh and what makes you gasp, shall we?"

Mercedes answered by turning her head further, offering up her neck to him. Sam growled softly. He moved his head slowly from side to side. His lips gently swept back and forth over the skin under her ear. Mercedes immediately giggled and raised her shoulder to her cheek. Effectively pushing him away.

"Noted." Sam said.

He moved to her shoulder and planted soft kisses there. Mercedes sighed. Her first gasp came when his warm, wet tongue flicked her nipple. He circled it and then blew cool air over her dusky brown nub. It puckered so tightly it was almost painful. He laved over it with his tongue. Mercedes gasped again as the sensation sent a shot straight to her clit. She rolled her hips up to find him.

"Also, noted." He breathed against her breasts.

He paid homage to her other breast before making a slow descent to where she'd been waiting for him to be, since she'd watched him give oral to his co-star. But, of course, he bypassed her pussy and moved down her leg. He unclipped her stocking from the garter. Then he kissed down her thigh as he revealed her skin inch by inch. Once he touched the back of her knee, she almost shot off the bed. Sam chuckled and continued down her calf to her foot. Once he whipped away her stocking, he kissed up the sole of her foot and she squirmed. He unclasped the other stocking, slid it down her other leg, and tossed it with the other. He grasped her other foot and then made his way up the other leg.

Once he reached the lotus between her legs, Sam laid down on his stomach. He softly kissed her mound as he slid his hands under her until he gripped her ass. Mercedes let out a yelp as he rolled over quickly, flipping her up to her knees with his head between her legs as he laid on the bed.

"Damn, you are gorgeous everywhere." Sam groaned.

"Thank you." Mercedes said sweetly.

"Now sit."

Mercedes grinned down at him and did as she was told. She lowered herself to his face. His soft, wide tongue lapped from her opening, up to her clit. He took his time as he made his first initial swirl around it. Mercedes's head fell back and she slowly rocked her hips back and forth. On every backward roll, her hips trembled with the stirrings of a second orgasm.

When he switched it up and began to gently suckle her clit, while giving it little flicks, Mercedes cried out.

"Sam!"

He didn't stop or let up. He ate her with precision. And within minutes, Mercedes detonated.

"SAM!" She screamed as she bucked against his tongue.

Mercedes flipped around to face him once he had his fill of her. She eagerly reached for the waistband of his still tented sweatpants. Mercedes loved it when a man stayed hard while giving oral. To her it was a sign that pleasing his partner turned him on. And if that was the case, he'd always be willing to pleasure her.

Mercedes peeled the sweatpants down his narrow hips. Finally, she was able to see him in his full glory, face to face. Or head-to-head, as it were.

His dick was pure perfection. Long, but not so long she'd fear going to the ER later. The thickness was what made her damn near pass out in delight. And it was heavy. Some penises were bouncy and buoyant when hard, his hung wide and weighted. And it wasn't just because of the thick steel ring through the tip. Although, it did add to the weight. She knew she'd be sore later. His cock was a battering ram and she was the entrance he wanted to bust through.

Sam stood to remove his pants. Mercedes took advantage and slid to the edge of the bed. Before he could stop her, she clasped his shaft. It was just as heavy as it looked. She leaned forward and swirled her tongue around his head. Her tongue flicked the ring and he gasped.

"Noted." She imitated him from earlier.

She sucked him into her mouth. She was careful to keep the ring from her teeth. She drew him into the back of her throat.

"Jesus!" Sam gasped above her.

She glided back to the tip and rolled her neck back down to the base.

"Mercedes…" He said in a warning tone. "If you keep going, I'm gonna cum."

"Isn't that the point?" She came up for air to respond.

She dipped right back down. Then she started to suck more forcefully.

"Oh…merc...mercy mercy!"

She added her hand and more neck rolls. Within a few strokes he was done.

"I'm coming. I'm coming."

Suddenly, Sam let out the deepest, sexiest growl Mercedes had ever heard. It was animalistic and sent a shiver down her spine, as his cock rippled and sent shots down her throat. She swallowed him down and Sam's knees buckled.

He pulled his dick from her mouth, gripped her hips, and flipped her over. He was still rock hard.

"Knees. Edge of the bed." He grunted.

Mercedes did as he commanded. As soon as her knees settled on the bed, Sam slid into her wet recesses. He teased and dipped his cock shallowly. Playing 'Just the Tip' to taunt her. Mercedes rocked back greedily. Sam bent forward and whispered in her ear.

"Let me know when you've had enough."

Mercedes scoffed.

"I'm not your average woman. I'm sure you'll tap out first."

"Hmm…"

Sam gripped one hip and slapped one cheek hard as he finally plunged in to the base. Mercedes screamed. Never had a man reached so deeply. Nor hit her G-spot with such precision. She immediately regretted taunting him.

He glided back out to the tip and stroked back into the base again. Mercedes collapsed forward. Even her elbows couldn't support her, they trembled so badly. No toy, no cockhead, nothing as hard as his ring had ever been inside her that deep. His length helped him reach that special spot. But the ring pressed on it like nothing before.

"Yes, Mercedes!" He hissed. "You are so tight, so wet, so perfect."

Mercedes was glad that the scales were at least somewhat balanced from the number of Kegels she did a day. She squeezed him as he slid out and his legs shook.

Sam began to roll his hips rhythmically. On every inward thrust, he hit that same spot. Mercedes felt something building. It wasn't like other internal orgasms she'd had. It felt more intense.

He leaned forward. Her ass rippled with every smack of his hips against her cheeks. His mouth by her ear, whispered words in French and Italian.

"Sam. Oh Sam…please Sam." Her cries punctuated every stroke. "Please!"

"Please what?" He panted. "More? Less? Stop?"

"I don't know!"

"I know what you need."

Miraculously, he increased his speed.

"Oh my God! Oh my God! YESSSSSSS!" Mercedes screamed as her climax ripped through her.

Sam pulled out and her pussy gushed all over him, her thighs, and the edge of the bed. He slid back in and Mercedes gasped.

"No more!"

"But I'm not finished and you said that you weren't the average woman."

Mercedes whimpered but didn't say more.

He took mercy on her and rolled her over. With her ass still at the edge of the bed, he lifted her legs and placed them against his torso. He tapped his ring and head against her clit and rubbed them back and forth over her already swollen and sensitive button. She shuddered. Slowly, he glided back in. This time, they could watch each other's expressions.

Sam turned his head and kissed her ankle. His hands smoothed down her lush legs as he rolled his hips. Mercedes bit her lip to keep from crying out. At least from this position his piercing didn't hit any overly sensitive spots. The position of the ring at the bottom of his cockhead was for hitting the G-spot during doggystyle, reverse cowgirl, and spooning positions.

It still didn't stop his sheer size and girth from being any less pleasurable in front-facing positions. His finger slipped into her mouth as he thrust deeply. She suckled the digit and stared at him. He pulled his finger from her mouth and caressed a path down her sternum. He stopped at her breasts and circled her nipples. Her inner walls clenched around him.

He licked his thumb and reached down to her clit and began to circle the little button.

"Sam…" Mercedes said in a warning tone.

"Just one more, love."

He placed a foot on the mattress, leaned into her a bit, and pumped into her rapidly. His thumb still on her clit, he strummed it in time to his strokes. Mercedes's body started to shake uncontrollably.

"UNH!" She cried as another powerful climax ripped through her.

This time, her inner walls milked him so hard Sam finally exploded inside her. He growled with every emptying thrust.

He collapsed on top of her. They both gasped for breath as they let their heart rates slow.

"Death by abstinence. And then death by orgasm. You don't do anything halfway, do you?" Mercedes asked.

Sam raised up on his hands to look down at her. He grinned brightly.

"Not really."

"I need food and sleep."

"I can definitely help you with the food part. But sleep? I apologize, but you'll have to catch up on that tomorrow. When I'm finished with you, I'll have to drive you home in your car and get an Uber back. Because you won't be able to drive, let alone walk."

"Dear God. I have unleashed a sex beast, and I can't wait to be pleasured to the point of not ever walking right again."