Author's Note: This is basically a continuation of my previous chapter that was requested by Triple3JC. Takes place after Nationals, during the summer before Sam leaves.

The bright sun beat down on their skin. Not a cloud was in the sky and the sound of the breeze caressing the tree leaves soothed their tired bodies. Sam rolled over on his side to look at Mercedes lying next to him on a towel in the grass. They had spent a good part of the day at the lake on one of Sam's rare days off. Since all the Glee drama between Quinn, Finn, Rachel, Nationals, Santana, etc... Sam and Mercedes became closer than ever. They always had that initial attraction ever since Rocky Horror. There was no denying it. Hell, she felt him up during rehearsal, they were way past denial.

That was months ago, though. They had danced together a prom, kissed under the stars, traveled to New York, officiated their relationship as soon as they got back, and spent as much time together as they possibly could when summer began. Sam's family troubles were starting to look up when his mom got a job as a waitress at a local diner, but his dad was still on the hunt. They usually brought Stacie and Stevie along with them, but Mary Evans decided to let them have their privacy and took the kids for the day.

Sam had never been so grateful.

They spent most of the day swimming, splashing each other, kissing, eating snacks, kissing some more, laying out in the sun, kissing again... Just the thought of the activities they partook in made Sam beam.

Sensing his gaze, Mercedes opened her eyes and squinted at him under the sunlight. "What are you so giddy about?"

Sam's smile grew even wider. "I'm just thinking about you."

Mercedes rolled her eyes, but he saw the tug of a smile on the corner of her plump lips. Ugh, those lips. He licked his own at just the thought of them. Her mouth was heaven. She seemed to notice the look in his eyes and narrowed hers. "Sam..."

"Hmm?" He leaned his head down and began placing opened mouthed kisses along her shoulder and collarbone.

She opened her mouth to say something, but at the feel of his lips on her skin, she suddenly had no idea what she was going to say. When his lips reached her ear and his teeth nibbled gently on the lobe, all thoughts ran out of her mind completely. She turned her head and reached up to capture his lips between hers. The kiss was slow and deep. Her hand traveled from the ground to the back of his neck, her fingers tugging gently at the hair she found there. She felt Sam shift and then the pressure of him on top of her. It was still daylight and there were definitely stragglers still at the lake, but neither of them cared. They were finally alone to bask in each other and they were going to take advantage of the opportunity. Their suits were still damp from their last swim and it should have been uncomfortable, but it wasn't.

Sam was propped up by his forearms placed on either side of her head. It was the only way he could keep his hands from traveling to forbidden territory. Sure, she felt him up here and there, and sure, he may or may not have copped a feel of her glorious breasts, but it never ventured further than that. Whether it was from interruption or he just wasn't sure if she was ready or not, he didn't know. He just knew that he wanted to respect her because he never felt like this with anyone before.

Quinn didn't let him touch anything and Santana let him touch everything. He'd had the two extremes, but he couldn't help feel like being between the two was perfection. It made their relationship serious.

A beeping sound next to them caused them to finally part from their heated makeout session. Sam sighed and dropped his forehead to her chest as he kept one arm on the ground to keep himself pressed to her side and his other hand felt around beside them in the grass. They both ignored the fact that his face was completely buried in her swimsuit covered breasts as he searched for his phone.

Finding it, Sam raised his head and pressed 'talk'. "Hello?"

"Sammy," his little sisters voice squeaked. "Are you coming home soon?"

Sam couldn't hold in the sigh that escaped his lungs and he dropped his head again in the soft pillows of her tits. "What time is it, Stace?"

"Uhm, Mommy!" the little girl shouted and Sam winced slightly. "What time is it?!"

Mercedes closed her eyes as Sam talked on the phone and relished in the feel of his weight on top of her. His face pressed against her aching breasts was torture and she could feel her nipples harden. To distract herself, she lightly caressed his bare back, her nails scratching lightly on the sun-kissed skin. She felt him shiver underneath her fingertips and a grin graced her lips.

"It's 5:26 in the PM, Sammy," Stacie informed him.

"All right, I'll be home by six, okay?" She squawked something in reply and after saying his goodbye, he hung up the phone and tossed it somewhere next to them.

Instead of keeping himself propped up, he dropped his full weight on her and nuzzled his nose in her chest. Mercedes let out a contented hum and continued the trek of her fingers. After a few moments of silence, she tapped the top of his shoulder blade to get him to look at her.

"You have to go soon?" she asked.

Sam nodded with a pout. "Mom wants me home for dinner." He lowered his head and placed a few innocent kisses along the edge of her swimsuit, just above the swell of her mounds. "You can come over, if you want."

Mercedes bit her lip. "I c-can't. Kurt and Rachel are coming to my house for a sleepover."

He kissed his way up her chest to her neck and finally to her lips. Their tongues met immediately and Mercedes couldn't help but part her legs, letting Sam slide between them. He gave a small thrust of his hips and they both moaned as his cock not-so-innocently brushed against her core.

"Get a room!"

The pair parted quickly to see a nearby family walking their way. Sam rolled off of Mercedes and sat up, his hands discreetly covering his crotch. His face was beet red and Mercedes let out a small chuckle at the sight. She stood and began gathering their things as Sam sat there, willing his erection to go away. It wasn't helping that every time Mercedes bent over he got a glimpse of her ass cheeks beneath the skirted one piece she wore. And when she bent down low to grab his phone for him he caught the unmistakable wet patch between her legs that he knew was not from their swim. That just made him even harder.

"Uhh, Sam?"

Sam raised his eyes and looked up at his girlfriend who was frowning at his phone. "Yeah?"

The frown turned into a disbelieving smile. "Why is a picture of me dressed as Frank-N-Furter set as your home screen?"

His eyes bulged out of his head and he scrambled off the ground to snatch the phone away. "Uhh, I, uhh, I can explain!"

She giggled. "What's there to explain? I'm quite flattered, honestly."

"R-really?" He swallowed hard. "'Cause it's been my home screen since... well, since our rehearsal at your house, actually." She raised her eyebrows and he nervously rubbed the back of his neck with one hand, the other still placed in front of his crotch. "You have no idea how hard it was to make sure whenever I was near Quinn or Santana that my phone was locked or hidden."

Her smile went from disbelieving to devious in a flash. She sauntered to him, brushing her breasts against his abdomen. (Again, their height difference was almost laughable.) "You mean since I touched you for the first time?" She placed one hand on his hip and the other between them, her palm stroking up and down on his shaft.

"Ungh, 'Cedes," he grunted, his head dropping to her neck.

"What, Sammy?" she whispered in his ear. "Tell 'Cedes what you want."

He moaned as she increased the pressure on his dick, rubbing faster. "I-"

"Oh my God! There are children here! What is wrong with you kids these days?!"

They jumped apart again, Sam breathing heavily and Mercedes covering her face with her hands. After a few deep breaths, Sam managed to calm himself down. "We should go."

Mercedes agreed with a bashful grin and began to help him finish packing their things.

A/N: How was that? Good? Bad? Ugly? Lol Let me know! And send more prompts, friends! I love your suggestions. :)