Sam looked her over and groaned, seeing that she was naked underneath her dress. "Come here." He said, moving back under the warm water.

Mercedes moved closer to him; it was like she was mesmerized by him; even if her mind wanted to leave, which it did, her body betrayed her by listening again and slipping under the water; she needed a shower anyway.

"Mmm… good girl. Tell me what you want." He said, reaching for her hand and placing it on his dick.

"You…" Came out without her thinking, she squeezed gently, staring at him.

"You want me to do what, baby?" He asked, hissing when she squeezed him.

"I want you to take me, Sam; I want all of you; I need you." She said, standing on her tippy toes and kissing him.

Sam smirked and kissed her back before picking her up. "Hold on because I'm not stopping once I start."

Mercedes stared at Sam. "Good, I don't want you to." She said, kissing him hungrily. She wanted him, and there was no getting him out of her system; she was starting to realize that.

Sam pushed her against the wall, visions of her touching herself weeks before playing in his mind as she kissed him deeply. She was making him weak as one handheld her ass up against the wall, and the other braced the wall. "You better be careful what you ask for; I am like a drug baby; you won't be able to get just one taste."

"I could say the same thing about myself, Sam." She said, reaching between them and gripping him tightly, boldly. Everything about them, everything about this, was heightened.

Sam groaned, thrusting up into her hand. "Let me inside you baby, I need to feel you; I have wanted to be inside you since we were in your room…but I was drunk and stupid. But I ain't drunk, and now I can enjoy everything you have to offer."

Mercedes nodded, staring at him. He remembered, and that just fueled her even more. She lined him up with her and whimpered as she pushed the head of his cock against her entrance. "Sam…" She moaned.

"Oh, baby." He moaned into her neck as he pushed himself deep inside of her. "So tight, so wet…fuck Merce, I didn't know something could feel so perfect." He hissed. He wanted more of her, he needed more, and the shower wasn't doing it. "Hold on, beautiful," Sam said as he turned off the water and carried her over to the lounge still connected to each other.

"Sam!" She whimpered, legs still wrapped around him as he sat down. He hit her impossibly deep in this position, and she cried out, holding him closer.

"I want you to ride daddy…show me how you work that tight little pussy of yours.".

Mercedes nodded as she began to move her hips, grinding against him.

Sam let his lips roam down her body moving to her breast as she continued to move steadily. "Just like that baby girl. Bounce for me."

All Mercedes could do was listen and bounce. Sam gripped her hips, helping her to bounce on his lap. She couldn't hold in her screams as every bounce was met with Sam hitting her g-spot over and over again.

"Fuck baby, I think you have got the best pussy daddy has ever had. I think I am already addicted." He groaned, moving his hand down to her cilt. "Cum for daddy."

Mercedes couldn't fight it even if she wanted to, her body convulsed, and she came hard screaming out Sam's name as she did.

Her screams were music to Sam's ears, and he needed to feel her clench around him again. He was so close to cumming his damn self but not before he made her cum once more. He stopped her hips from moving and smiled at her. "Get up."

Mercedes slowly stood, eyes falling to Sam's swollen cock. He was still so hard.

"Get on all fours on the lounge."

She looked at him as he slapped her ass, not hard but with enough force for her to moan in pleasure. "Don't make daddy ask you again."

She nodded, moving to the lounge, and Sam moved behind her, not even warning her before he thrust inside of her, grabbing her breast with his left hand, pinching her nipple as he slapped her ass with his right.

"Sam!" She screamed out, and Sam slapped her ass again.

"Na baby girl, I wanna hear you call me daddy," Sam said, gripping her hips tightly.

Mercedes looked at him as he stilled his hips.

"I'm not moving till you do what I said, baby girl."

Mercedes hissed. "Please, daddy…"

"Fuck!" Sam groaned, hearing her call him that just made him even harder if that was possible, and he began to jackhammer into her tight pussy as his hands held her in place. If someone were to walk by, all they would hear was slapping and screaming.

Feeling himself close to combusting, he slapped her ass one last time. "Cum with me, baby girl. I need to feel it now."

Mercedes arched her back up as she came hard, groaning out then screaming as he pumped through her orgasm and into his. As they rode through their orgasm together, they both fell onto the lounge, Sam wrapping her in his arms while their breathing came back to normal.

Mercedes snuggled close to Sam, her body tired as she closed her eyes, trying to find the words to say but unable to cause all she felt in that moment was content. She was content and comfortable and didn't plan on moving for at least another couple of minutes.

Mercedes jerked awake when she felt Sam shift; she looked around and saw that it was now dark out.

"Shit, shit, shit!" She said, scrambling, trying to get out of his embrace. "Sam, I have to get up; I have to go home and shower."

Sam muttered something before wrapping his arms tighter around her and pulling her closer. "Why, you're just going to get dirty again." He said, nipping at her neck.

Mercedes moaned and let out a soft laugh. "Funny, but I have my housewarming, and I'm already late for it."

"Housewarming?" He asked slowly, rocking his hips against her, enjoying the feel of her ass.

Mercedes bit her lip feeling him growing hard again. "Mhm… I'm having a housewarming party…." She answered, pressing her ass into him more.

"I wasn't invited to said party." He said, gripping her hips and pressing into her, feeling her warm core. "Daddy doesn't like that."

Mercedes moaned, gripping the lounge, "So good…sorry, didn't think you would come…."

"Maybe you should help daddy cum then." He said, pulling her body closer to his as he sucked on her neck.

Mercedes closed her eyes, reaching behind her to grip Sam's hips. "Tell me how you want me, daddy?"

Sam smirked. "Just like that." He answered before adjusting her so that he could take her in their current position. Sam had been with his fair share of women, and they were always insatiable for him, wanting more, but his rule was simple. Sex then leave. Not at his place always theirs and no cuddling and no waking up to having his way with them, yet he broke all of his rules for Mercedes.

"Sam! Oh God, just like that, I'm so close again…."

Sam stopped his movements, smiling as Mercedes whimpered. He kissed her shoulder and pulled out of her moving from the lounge, "You should get to your party."

Mercedes groaned, rolling to her back. "Sam! What are you doing?"

"I figured you were too late for another round." He teased, staring at her.

"I need you, Sam, please…." She moaned. She was so needy if he didn't get back to work, she would force him to the ground.

He folded his arms, clearing his throat. "If you want me, you know what you have to say."

Mercedes looked at him. "Please, daddy…I want you."

Sam grinned, moving on top of her and wrapping her thighs around his waist. Sam wasted no time thrusting into her, pushing deeper with each thrust. "Shit, you keep getting tighter." He groaned, moving faster.

Mercedes arched into him, gripping his back, nails digging into him as he sucked and bit her neck. Time didn't matter as they continued to enjoy each other. Sam smiled as they both reached their peaks, pulling her up and kissing her hungrily. "Go ahead to your party; I am gonna see you soon, baby girl. Consider this my RSVP." He said, smacking her ass.

Mercedes let out a squeal before rolling her eyes at him. "I never said you were invited." She teased, giving herself a few moments to catch her breath before she had to sneak into her own house.

"Maybe not with your words, but the way you were screaming for me said it all." He smirked.

"So cocky to assume that I couldn't make you beg for it." She countered, standing up and walking outside to grab her dress.

Sam pulled her close and nipped her lips. "I look forward to you making me beg for it tonight…after we have fun at your party."

"Sam… we.. ah maybe we should talk about what happened here first, but I really need to get to my party." She said, trying to move out of his embrace.

"Go, don't worry, we will talk about it; I'll see you soon." He pulled her back, kissing her hungrily, deeply, letting her feel how much he wanted her, Pulling away he smiled. "See you soon, baby girl." He grabbed his towel and made his way into his house, stopping to pick up the folder she dropped.

Mercedes stood there stunned and turned on even more than she had already been before slipping on her dress and heading towards her house with a million things going through her mind.

Mercedes saw a line of cars parked in her driveway and a few more lining the street, which surprised her because she didn't know many people and suspected that Quinn or Santana invited Mal's entire team. She immediately got nervous because she told Kurt that he could start the party while she got ready so she wouldn't feel obligated to talk to too many people, and now she had to sneak in just to get a shower.

"Crap." She said to herself as she slowly walked along the side of her place, hoping like hell no one could see her.

She made it to the door and tugged, but it didn't budge. "SHIT!" She whispered, trying to get it to open again, but nothing happened.

She crept around, noticing that her garage door was lifted slightly, and figured this was her best bet. She started to head over there but saw someone walking towards there, causing her to stop and hide. She waited a few more moments before peeking her head around, and when she saw no one was there, she quickly ran over to the door. She had to get down on her stomach and wiggle her way through the tiny crack.

"The one time I need a small ass!" She grunted, having to literally suck in so her ass would squeeze through. "I love my ass, but whew." She said, laying on the ground for a few more moments before getting up and slowly creeping up her back staircase.

She could see people talking and having fun as she ran up her stairs, making a mental note to set up some cardio classes because all this was making her tired. Finally, she made it to her room and threw off her dress before turning around and letting out a scream.

"Kurt! Shit, you scared me!" She said, trying to cover herself up.

"Well, you look…very rested." He said, smirking.

Mercedes rolled her eyes and walked towards her ensuite bathroom. "Shut up." She said, pulling her hair into a high ponytail. "Also, why in the hell didn't you tell me Sam lived next door?"

"Looks to me like you found out he showers naked too." He laughed. "Between your wild hair and the fact your dress is wrinkled and wet on the ground, I am gonna assume you both got to know each other better."

"You knew he was showering! Why send me over there… I'm with Noah, and now…." She said, biting her lip before walking into her bathroom and turning on her shower.

"Correction, I knew he was running on the beach earlier and would maybe be showering…and I mean, are you with Noah? Cause we all are wondering about that situation."

Mercedes let out a sigh and shrugged. "After what Sam and I did… Hell, I don't even know what I'm doing! I have a house full of people, and all I can think about is going back over there to let him have his way with me again. I'm so fucked." She said, stepping into the shower.

Kurt leaned closer to where she was, "Soooo, it was good?"

Mercedes let out a snort. "Good isn't a fair word to describe Sam Evans' skills… damn, man had me calling him daddy."

Kurt let out a wail as he busted out laughing. "Honey, what I wouldn't give to have called him that just once…don't tell Blaine."

Mercedes giggled. "I wouldn't mind calling him that again… mmm, that man's hands are… magical. No wonder he's the quarterback." She said, feeling herself getting turned on.

"And the other parts of him?" He asked, wiggling his eyebrows.

"Blessed is an understatement. Could ride that horse all night."

"Okay, well, and I only ask cause hell I gotta… who is bigger…Puck or Sam?"

"Well… I wouldn't know, considering I haven't had sex with Noah, and while we're on the topic… this isn't my first encounter with Sam's magic stick."

"Honey, spill the tea! It happened when he threw Puck outright? You said stuff went down that he forgot; well, I bet he won't forget this!"

"We just got each other off, but that outline you see when he plays doesn't do him justice. It's so thick and… mmm good, definitely better than my fiance's," She said before slapping her hand over her mouth. "Shit…."

"Wait, fiance? Mal said you left your boyfriend… that you two broke up." Kurt questioned as Mercedes stepped out of the shower. He handed her her robe and followed behind her as she went to her closet.

"Jesse was my first serious boyfriend after our grandmother died. He was sought after, and I honestly thought I won something when he wanted me. But he was controlling, and I got out before it was too late. Even the sex with him was controlling but not in a good way. He figured because I moaned for him that he was God's gift to women, and in truth, I thought the sex was good at times. But being with Sam… Kurt, I was making sounds that I never thought were possible unless you were on a porn set. He had complete control over me but yet he used it to make sure I was satisfied. I know I can't do it again, but damn I want to."

Kurt smirked. "Mhm, seems as if having you two isolated out here might prove that to be an issue." He teased before moving her aside and picking a light brown wrap dress that he knew would look amazing on her body.

"An Issue? The God of sex is my neighbor, and it would be amazing, and I would want more, but he still won't stand up to Mal, and that's a deal-breaker for me."

"Maybe him moving out was his way of doing that… he was living with Mal up until you came into the picture." Kurt reasoned before grabbing a pair of strappy nude heels.

She threw her hands up. "None of that matters, I like Noah, and I can't just break it off cause I caught some kinda feelings. It won't happen again with Sam." She grabbed her brush so she could fix her hair.

Kurt sighed and shook his head. "Hate to break it to you, baby girl, but you don't let a man do what Sam did to you and get to call it 'kinda feelings.' Besides, you're glowing, and no amount of makeup will hide it." Kurt replied, turning her face so she could see herself in the mirror.

Mercedes turned to her vanity, and he was right, she was, and she hated it. She also noticed a little gift Sam left her on her neck. "Damn that sexy ass man."

"That's not the only one he left; why do you think I chose the dress I did?" He teased. "Hurry up; being fashionably late is only cute when it's a few minutes."

Mercedes sighed, wondering how in the hell she would get through this night without drama ensuing; too bad for her, another text came in on her phone.

I'll be seeing you soon, baby. I've missed that sweet ass of yours.

-J

Mercedes let out a sigh, choosing to ignore him and shut her phone off, but not before blocking Jesse. She didn't need him screwing up her life or her time anymore.

By the time Sam got to the party, it was jumping for sure. Seemed like the entire team was at her place; he smirked seeing Mal doing a shot then licking the salt off a cheerleader's neck. They hadn't really spoken since he moved out, but after what he did to Mal's sister, he figured it was time to man up in both senses of the word.

"Mal, see you enjoying your sister's party." He said, slapping him on the back.

Mal looked up at Sam and smiled. "One thing little Cedes could always do is throw a party… even if she isn't here," Mal replied, looking around for his sister. "Probably upstairs still getting ready."

Sam tried his best not to smirk. "I mean, I can see that. Seems she is coming to her own." Sam stopped talking, seeing Puck walk in. "Still can't believe you are pissed at me for talking to your sister, but not at Puck for actually dating her or whatever they are doing."

Mal rolled his eyes. "Dude, she's barely dating him, and besides, you're my best friend; what if something bad happened between the two of you? I'd have to beat your ass and ship her out of the country. It's better this way." Mal replied before returning his attention back to the cheerleader he was flirting with.

"And what if that doesn't work for me?" Sam said, looking at him. "What if I wanted to date her? Do you really think I would do anything to hurt her?"

"Dude, do you see this hot woman? We'll talk about this later… or not. Go get a drink, talk to people…besides my sister." Mal said dismissively.

Sam rolled his eyes and turned towards the drinks when people started to whistle. He turned, and his breath literally caught when he spotted Mercedes entering the party. "Damn…" He hissed, shifting his weight and needing to get to her asap.

"Oh, HELL NAH!" Mal shouted. "Hey! That's my LITTLE sister; stop whistling at her, pervs!" He added, and everyone laughed while she just rolled her eyes.

Mercedes shook her head and smiled. "Welcome to all of you; eat, drink, and I am so loving my gifts already." She said, laughing. "And for those who dare to get drunk enough, there is Karaoke downstairs."

She barely made it down the stairs when Puck pulled her to him.

Puck pulled her into a deep kiss before letting her go. "You look sexy as hell. Practically glowing and shit, must have something to do with me."

Mercedes smiled, chewing her bottom lip. "Glad you made it, Noah."

He pulled her back into him, smirking. "I plan on staying all night," Noah whispered before nipping at her neck, making her giggle. He looked at her neck, noticing discoloration. "What happened here?"

Mercedes's eyes grew wide before looking over his shoulder and seeing Sam looking at her; she let out a soft whimper before looking back at Noah. How was she gonna explain this?

So we know that you guys have been looking forward to our stories but Kesh and I have made a decision that was pretty tough but, we felt like this was the best choice for us. Kesh is sicker than we originally thought. She is okay and slowly getting better but she needs her rest. So I am putting her bedrest from writing until the new year. We will return but just taking a small hiatus.