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short chapter. Enjoy loves


I need to get the hell out of here now!

"Everything okay"

My head shoots up and I force a smile. "Uh, yeah. Everything is just peachy. l'm just really getting tired. I think I should get home."

Travis gives me a strange look. "Oh, okay. Well, let's go"

As he drives I go over the signs in my head, He's handsome. He's obviously wealthy. He has good taste. Oh, and he has a fucking mask to the fucking club! God, Mercedes you really know how to pick 'em. Out of all the eligible men in New York, I keep picking the ones who like to go to sex clubs.

When Travis pulls up at my place, I sit there for a moment, trying to figure out the right words to close this date. "So...l had fun" I smile. Yeah, I think that worked. Suddenly, without my permission or realization, Travis leans over, his lips landing on mine.

I press my hands against his chest and push him back."What the hell are you doing?"

"I was kissing you. I thought.." He falls silent, running his fingers through his hair.

"Well you thought wrong. God. you could have at least asked" I frown, undoing my seat belt. As l'm about to open the door, Travis reaches out to grab my wrist.

Wait, Mercedes, I'm sorry. I just thought since we had a good time that I could. It wasn't that bad."

"No, Travis, it was bad. Just because we have a good date doesn't entitle you to a kiss. Look, I have to go. Maybe I'll see you around. I just don't think it's going to work out. I'm clearly in no position to be dating." I roll my eyes and open the door. getting out, and tossing his cardigan into the passenger seat. When I close the door to the car, Travis pulls off. Asshole.

Or maybe it's just the fact that I know his secret that turned me off to kissing him. Either way. l just want to go to bed. He ruined a perfectly good evening for me. I thought he would be one of the good ones. Boy. did I think wrong. Marching up to the door, I go in and head to the elevator, feeling defeated. Riding up. I lean against the elevator wall, contemplating just being single for a while. No guys. No fun. Just me and my handy dandy vibrator to keep me happy. My vibrator would never hide anything from me and it doesn't sneak off to go to a secret vibrator club.

Giggling to myself, I watch the numbers stop on my floor and the doors open. Stepping out, I head to my apartment and as I'm about to open the door, I stop. Checking my phone, I know he's not here, but it's worth a try. l just really need to talk to him.

Quickly. I get back on the elevator and ride to Sam's floor. I don't know what the hell l'm doing, but l'm no longer thinking with my head. My legs are just moving and the rest of me is following, When I get to his floor, i rush to his door and knock especially hard, not really expecting an answer, but truly surprised when the door swings open. My eyes widen a bit when Sam is standing before me, looking quite tempting, but troubled at the same time. His tie is undone and hanging off his shoulder with the top buttons on his black shirt undone.

"I didn't think you'd be here." I shake my head as my mind finally starts back up in time to tell me that I need to haul ass back to my apartment. However, my feet stay planted.

" Mercedes, what are you doing here?"

"..l don't know I didn't think this far ahead. I just got home from my date and it was amazing Then it was awful" I shake my head. God, please help me find my words. As l'm having an internal debate.

Sam's forehead scrunches. "Did he do something! Are you okay?" He reaches out to touch my arm, but stops mid-way, letting his hand drop.

"No, I'm fine. He kissed me, but that's it."I looked down at my feet, fiddling with my keys. Silence falls between us until Sam clears his throat.

"Why are you here, Mercedes?"

I don't know why, but the question burns my core."l just needed someone to talk to, because it seems like even when I try to escape you, I can't get away from that place. The club. That stupid, stupid club'"

"What are you talking about!"

"I was in his car and I reached into his backseat to grab a sweater and as I pull it, a little black mask falls out onto my lap. I almost wanted to cry. Will every man I meet never be satisfied with just being with me? Will they always need more? Maybe l'm just not enough. I wasn't enough for Brody, for you or for Travis." I'm about to continue rambling when Sam steps forward, grabbing my shoulder. My left foot moves back to get away from him, but the rest of my body stays put as I look at the complicated expression on Sam's face.

"Mercedes, you are enough." He says, looking me right in the eyes.

"How can you say that Ethan? It's not true and you know it." I finally step away from him.

Sam runs his fingers through his hair as he takes a deep breach, looking down either side ot the hall. "Can you please come in so we can talk about this

"There's nothing to talk about Sam. I'm sorry I even came. Good bye" I go to turn around when suddenly. an arm shakes around my waist from behind, lifting me off my feet. Gasping, I kick my feet as Sam carries me into his apartment like some defiant child.

Once inside, he set me of my feet and closes the door. Huffing, I cross my arms and give him the death stare. "Why did you do that"

"Because you never listen. You're so damn hard headed that you don't even want to hear what I have to say about the situation. You've just assumed no one wants you."

"It's not an assumption. You chose that club over me. If there was the slightest chance that you wanted me then you would've spoke up and said it"

"Don't be so sure of that." He grumbles as he turns away from me, pacing in his foyer.

Silence falls over the both of us and I turn to sit my bag down on his sofa. Wrapping my arms around myself, I walk over to his open window and look out at the city lights.I truly don't know what can be accomplished by me coming here. All we ever end up doing is arguing. I'm so stupid for letting myself feel something for me. From the beginning I knew I wasn't good enough for him. He wanted to change me from day one with those stupid hair ties that I just so happen to have collected in my bathroom.

Christ. I'm way in too deep. Now I'm babbling in my own head. Just shut up, Mercedes. Deciding to get out of my head, l let my eyes refocus on the window, however instead of the lights getting my attention, it's the reflection of Sam standing right behind me that I focus on. My breath stops and I'm almost afraid to turn around and face him. A chill runs over me and I let my feet move.

Before I can even look up at him, his hands find the sides of my face and he leans down, pressing his lips against mine. This time I have no urge to slap him like I wanted to Travis. Nope. This kiss is welcome with open arms. His lips pull me in one cell at a time, causing me to briefly forget why l even showed up here. Hell, I never came to the conclusion on why I came. Oh well. I'm here now.

Parting my lips, I let him in more. His warm tongue sends me into an Sam induced trance. It isn't until he pulls back that my senses return. I Bite my lip softy, blinking a few times as I look up at him. "Why'd you do that"

"Because l want you to know that you're wanted and that you're enough. Did you at any chance stop and wonder this whole time why I was here when you knocked and not at the club!"

Um.". It slipped my mind."

"Because you were too busy ranting about not being enough. Well, here l am telling you that you're enough to keep me from going. I couldn't even bring myself to look in the mirror without feeling like a complete asshole."

I don't know what to say about this. I didn't have a speech planned out when I came here. I was just angry and wanted to yell at Sam. I didn't expect anything to get resolved. Well, surprise, surprise.

"What are you trying to say, Sam"

"What I'm trying to say is l'm here with you. Not at the club."

He has a point. If I didn't matter then he'd obviously be there right now instead of here going back and forth with me.

Taking a deep breath, I nod."You're right"

"And another thing, who is this guy you went out with"

"Uh, Travis something He took me to a really tall. building with a W on it"

Sam steps back and chuckles a bit although it doesn't seem like he finds anything funny.

You went out with Travis Wellings?"

I shrug."Yeah. So? How do you know him?"

Sam laughs this time and it reaches his eyes. " I can't take my eyes off of you for a second. One minute on your own and you're out with that rich bastard. I run into him from time to time in the business warld as well as the club. I want you to stay away frpm him, Mercedes. His kinks are a lot different than mine. He's into some dark shit."

Biting my lip again, I think back to that asshole at the club who tried to hurt me. Sam was there for me and didn't even know it at the time. The thought is like a cold splash of water on my whole body. As much as I sometimes want to see Sam as a bad guy. I remember all the good he's done for me.

" I don't want to be around Travis. He's not my type of guy. You are. I just want to know that if I let myself feel anything for you that l'm going to get the same in return. This scares me Sam. I've never been in this type of situation."

"I unders tand, Mercy. After these past few days, I just haven't been able to get you out of my mind I feel like l'm going crazy ,Then tonight, it didn't feel right going to the club without you. Not after what happened between us."

"What do you mean?" I frown and Sam steps closer to me, sliding his arm around my waist.

"After being inside of you, I can't even see myself being with anyone else" He says as his hand slides down over my backside.

His touch sends a chill down my spine, but I contain it without him knowing. Leaning down, Sam looks me right in my eyes.

"Tell me you want me, Mercedes. Tell me that you want to be mine."

Holy shit. Is this seriously happening? I came here to yell, but they only thing screaming is my hormones. I lift my hand and press it against his chest, letting out a deep breath.

"Yes, Sam, I want you. I want to be yours, but-"

Before I can continue, his mouth is on mine and I'm being lifted off my feet. Wrapping my legs around him, he carries me through his apartment to his bedroom. Once there, he lays me on the bed and begins undressing. When he's down to his pants, he steps to me and removes my pants before tugging my hands for me to sit up. He removes my short, Leaving me with nothing but my panties and bra. My breathing accelerates as he kneels down and spreads my legs apart.

Holy shit This is definitely happening right now. My head is spinning and I can't seem to think straight about anything, but how badly I want this man. Travis nor Brody could have ever made me feel this way. Only Sam has the weird power over me.

Looking down, I watch Sam peel my panties off and I suddenly feel very open for him, both physically and mentally. Feeling like l'm going to combust any moment, I reach down and run my fingers through his hair as he kisses the inside of my thighs, moving higher up to his destination. It definitely doesn't take him long to get there. The first lick he lays over my swollen bud causes me to arch my back and raise my hips.

With his tongue he spreads my soaked lips and sucks lightly. From that moment, I let myself go, accepting everything this man has to offer me right now. The more he licks, the more I want to tell him to just fuck me already. Every night I've fantasized about him taking me repeatedly and now I just want to be ravished, not gently cared for. Looking down at Sam. I grip his hair firmly.

"Please, Sam" I beg.

Taking the hint, he kisses his way up my stomach, stopping at my breasts to flick his tongue over my swollen nipples. When his eyes reach mine, I press my hand against him chest. "We can go slow next time. Right now I just need you."

A low groan escapes his mouth and he sits up on his knees. Undoing his pants, his eyes never leave mine. It's almost weird to look into them so intimately. I remember looking into them at the club when I didn't know it was him. Just his stare alone made my knees shake. Needing him to move a little faster, I push his pants down. Reaching over into his night stand, Sam grabs a condom and quickly puts it on.

Sam becomes rather assertive when he roughly pries my legs further apart before positioning himself at my opening. For some reason I hold my breath and as he enters me, I moan. The more he fills me, the more I feel like I can come any second without him even moving.

Looking up at Sam, his expression is hard and focused. He pulls back and enters me again. Jeez, I needed this so damn bad. Wrapping my legs around him, I use them to pull his body to mine, forcing him to go deeper. Catchig the hint, he pulls back slightly and thrusts into me hard, causing me to gasp.

"Fuck!" I grip the sheets and he smirks.

"Be careful what you ask for."

"I know what l'm asking for. Now please, fuck me already" I order.

Apparently being bossy just does something to Sam because he slams into me like the world is coming to an end. Each thrust sends my body sliding across the bed only to have him grip my thighs and yanking me back to him. It doesn't take long for me to explode around his length and the build of the next to grow soon after. Leaning over me, Sam grinds and pounds, releasing God knows how much frustration. However, I'm not complaining because it's making out to be the best sex I've ever had.

After 3 or maybe 4 more orgasms, I lost count, Sam finally finds himself before collapsing on top of my nearly unconscious body, the pure energy it took just to muster of 3 orgasms leaving me completely limp.

After regaining our composure and sanity, I lay in his arm, skin sheened with sweat as Sam kisses my forehead. Under the lamp light in his room, our skin is glowing though l'm sure without the light l'd still be beaming. I'm half asleep when I hear Sam Speak.

"I'm sorry." Sam whispers as his strokes over my hairline.

Tilting my head up. I frown. "For what"

"For not doing this earlier. This should have been first. Not what happened at the club. I'm sorry for that. For everything, Lying and hiding that side of me for so long, it wasn't fair to you."

Looking in his eyes, I see vulnerability. It's a side of him that l've never seen in the short time I've known him. Seeing that makes me feel like I should give him more. Not more in a sense of emotion or sex, but compromise. I should compromise. In that moment, it clicks for me.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Sure, anything"

Shifting more so I'm facing him, I sigh."Are you going to miss the club? Honestly."

Sam, runs his fingers through the hair at the nape of my neck, pressing his lips together before speaking. "Honestly A little. l'm not going to miss women or anything. but the atmosphere is what I'll miss. I know you felt it when you were there. Its intense."

"So, how would you feel if we went...together

Sam leans away from me for a second. Analyzing my expression to see if l'm serious or not. "You want to go, but what about what you said earlier?"

"I know what I said, And I meant everything. I can't be with you if you choose the club over me and you chose me. I needed to make sure that it wasn't a priority in your life. I see that now, but honestly. l had a lot of fun there with you even when I didn't know it was you. Brittany was so nice to get me in and I really should squander it away. I want to go with you and experience everything. No one else!"

Suddenly, Sam smiles and kisses me."You always manage to surprise me."

"l just don't want to change you." I shrug.

Sam stares as me for a while, leaning in, rubbing his nose over mine. "But. you've already changed me."

"You've changed me too, Sam."

Later that night, I lie awake in Sam's arms wondering if I made the right decision about wanting to go back to the club. I never want Sam to resent me for trying to take away something he enjoys. Now he can enjoy it with me. I feel quite secure in my decision to do this, because honestly, I miss the club myself.


Hey there my babies, sorry I been away for a lil minute but I been going through something's and I just needed to take some time to myself but I'm back and I ll try to give yal some more updates today or over the weekend.

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