It was now February of the new year, and true to their word, Sam and Mercedes were taking it slow. Going on dates in private and enjoying each other's company again. Sam had started to learn that Mercedes had done a lot of growing up since their untimely breakup. She started to write her own music more and stick up for herself more in the business meetings. Along with that, she fell in love with playing the piano. It was one of her favorite things to do in past time.

Mercedes had learned that Sam started to journal more, and though his relationship with his dad was non-existent, it was the best thing he could have done to cut his father off. Dwight was toxic and was a big part of how Sam was today, and that probably pissed Sam off more than anything else. His father had created this monster, and he liked to hide his hands when Sam had snapped. However, Sam still kept up a relationship with his mother, and Stacey always apologized to the two about how he treated them when he had lost his mind.

"I have to be in the studio tonight, but then the rest of my week is free," Mercedes spoke on the phone as she lounged in her bed and spoke with Sam. He was traveling back to his house from a home game and decided to call Mercedes.

"Ah, really, so I can plan something special for the both of us to do," Sam answered.

She smiled, "If you insist, then Romeo, also I don't know if you saw, but some small tabloids are saying that we are back together. I think one of our nosy-ass neighbors called them and told one of them."

"Do you think it will gain traction?"

"Maybe, just because before the holidays, I was getting interviews about it, and so were you."

Sam replied, "Listen, don't worry about them. Let's just focus on us. Have a good night at your studio session, and I will focus on having us spend time together this weekend. Ok?"

"Ok, do you want me to come over and rub on those muscles of yours?" Mercedes asked, hoping that would be able to do more than cop a feel.

Sam inwardly sighed because he knew what she was doing with that question, "Actually, once I take this shower, I won't be any fun. Because I plan on going to sleep but don't worry because this week is going to be extra special."

"Alright, I will hold you to that. Bye Sam."

"Bye, baby."

Mercedes had just finished laying the vocals that Artie had sent her, and she had to admit the music was good, and considering that was in a good place right now, she also felt confident in her vocals. Once she exited the booth, she took a seat beside Santana, who was flipping through her phone.

"So, are you and Guppy Lips doing anything for the weekend?" Santana asked.

"He is trying to plan something, so I am not completely sure," Mercedes answered honestly.

Satana replied, "Do you think he is going to ask for sex?"

Mercedes sighed, "I don't know. I mean, we haven't done anything further than kiss. He doesn't even want to do mouth stuff. Like yesterday I asked him if he wanted me to come over and rub his muscles, and he completely shut me down."

"Well, maybe he is just really dead-set on not screwing anything up."

"I know, and I appreciate that about him, but one of the best things about our relationship was the sex. It didn't matter if it was a quickie or if it was a long, passionate session. It was perfect each and every time. In fact, when we broke up, it was one of the things I missed the most. Now that I have him this close again, I want nothing more for him to rip my clothes and take me."

"Well, maybe this trip will allow for that all to happen. You have to remember Mercedes. Sam screwed up big time, and he is working overtime to make sure nothing is screwed up for a second time. Just ask him about it during Valentine's Day or whenever he has a big plan. You never know. Maybe he is feeling the same exact way you are.

"I missed having sex with her the most, and it kills me to not be able to have sex with her." Sam groaned out aloud to Mike as he dunked himself in the adjacent ice bath. After a tough practice, they both decided to stay after hours and enjoy a cold plunge. Sam had confided in Mike about what he wanted to do for Valentine's Day and also how much he truly missed having Mercedes.

"So when she broke up with you, didn't sleep with anyone else?" Mike questioned.

"Nope, a lot of cold showers and videos were my comfort. Plus, even if I had slept with someone else, they couldn't have compared. I don't know, but the farthest we go is makeout sessions, and before they get too heated, I instantly back off. I finally got everything in a good place, and I don't want to screw up anything." Sam explained.

"Who says you're going to screw anything up? Sam, I know people do not say it a lot, but everyone is pretty excited about how far you have come. If sex is something you both are ready for, then I say break out the moves on her during this Valentine's weekend." Mike insisted.

"I just don't want to screw up this time."

"You won't, Sam."

Sam had tossed his bag in his truck before walking across the street to Mercedes's house. He was a little nervous about this weekend because he needed for everything to go perfectly. He had taken what Mike had said to heart, and he did plan on having a conversation with Mercedes about their relationship as it pertained to sex. He knocked on her door and took a deep breath. When she opened the door, Sam was stunned. Mercedes had on a low-cut, leather, dark red corset. Instead of her typical hair color of black or brown, she opted for waist-length ginger curls. To complement the look, she had on dark red lipstick with simple makeup and a leather jacket along with leather pants.

"Hey, babe. Are you ready to go?" Mercedes asked as she stepped outside with her bag. She noticed Sam's reaction and noticed her plan had worked. She had planned on wearing the sexiest things she could find in her closet, which worked out perfectly considering she already wanted to try out some new hair.

"Um, y-yeah, I'm ready. Let me grab your bag," Sam rushed out as he quickly grabbed her bag and her hand. Mercedes smiled inwardly as they walked to his truck. He helped her inside before putting her bag in the bag and getting in the driver's seat. He placed the car in the drive and started on the road, grabbing Mercedes's hand.

"So where are we going?" Mercedes asked him.

"It wouldn't be much of a surprise if I told you now, would it?" Sam joked.

"Technically, you never ever really specified that it was a surprise." Mercedes pointed out.

Sam chuckled as he turned right to get on the highway, "Fine, I rented out this hotel room for the weekend that is located on Venice Beach, so it will be nothing but the water, sand, and you and me for the rest of the weekend."

Mercedes moaned in bliss, "That sounds like a plan." Sam grabbed her hand and placed it to his lips, so glad that Mercedes was back in his life.

When they arrived at the hotel, Sam first grabbed the keys to the room before he and Mercedes entered the room separately. Because they were so new in this relationship, privacy was something they wanted even more, especially since Sam was doing much better now, and they didn't want a relapse. So, after ten minutes, Sam went and got himself settled in the room where Mercedes was.

"Never thought I would have to sneak into my own hotel room to see my girlfriend," Sam spoke as he entered the bedroom. Mercedes emerged from the bathroom wearing the blue and dark orange swimsuit that she had tossed in the bag in the event there was water.

"Well, privacy is something that we may have to give up from time to time," Mercedes answered.

"Damn," Sam spoke aloud as Mercedes bent over to grab something from her suitcase. She giggled to herself as she walked over to Sam.

"Like what you see?" Mercedes asked him as she wrapped her arms around his neck, and he wrapped his arms around her waist.

"I surely do. Going out for a swim in the indoor pool or the beach?"

"Well, since Tina and Mike made sure that we had our own little private access to the pool after hours, I am going to the indoor pool. I hope you can join me." Mercedes answered. Sam mentally fist-pumped at making sure to book under one of Tina and Mike's hotels because they were able to do private things like this.

"How about you head down there? I will be there in a little bit," Sam spoke.

"Ok, but don't keep me waiting too long, Evans," Mercedes replied as she reached up to give him a kiss before grabbing some of her things and heading out of the door. Once she was gone, Sam took a deep breath and went to grab his swim trucks. After he was changed, he made it down to the pool and noticed that though the blinds were pulled down, the lighting was red. He scanned his card and entered, and on the other side of the pool, there was Mercedes in the water waiting for him, looking like the sexiest being he had ever laid his eyes on. He smirked at her before placing his things down and jumping into the water. He swam the short way over to her, and when he was close, he grasped her in his arms and twirled them around so that he was now backed against the edge.

"I've been wanting to talk to you about something," Mercedes spoke softly as she ground herself into Sam.

"What is it, baby?" Sam asked as he held in the throaty moan that nearly came out.

"How come we haven't had sex yet, Sam?" Mercedes asked.

"I wanted us to go slow, and I didn't want to screw anything up, this is my only second chance. I don't want to do anything that could push you away." Sam spoke honestly.

Mercedes kissed him softly before pulling back, "Sam, I am still in love with you, and I want all of you. I am so proud of how far you have come. At this moment, there is nothing you could ever do to screw up because you have recognized all your triggers and cut out all negativity from your life. Sam, I want you."

"I want you too."

"Then have me." Sam kissed Mercedes's neck as he worked on moving their swim gear out of the way. He slid his long thick cock out his trunks out of the way and pushed Mercedes's bikini bottom to the side, and entered inside of her. It felt like home as they both took a deep breath at the new sensation and how tight Mercedes was. Slowly he rocked Mercedes on his dick, not wanting to overpower her at any moment as she moaned in his ear.

"Sammy!" She moaned quietly in his ear.

"You feel so good, baby, fuck, I missed this," Sam grunted as he started to move faster. He never wanted to be away from Mercedes after having her like this. He used one hand to untie to strings to her bikini top, and once her bountiful breasts fell out, he sucked on both alternating between pain and pleasure. As Mercedes's tight cunt tightened around him, he bit down on her breasts, and she came all over him, and Sam wasn't that far behind her. They both remained intertwined in each other as the water started to slow back down around them.

"That was good. I think we can do better, though," Mercedes said through deep breaths.

Sam chuckled, "Well, we do have all weekend."