Honestly, I am disappointed and angry but not surprised in the slightest.

He was glad that she texted him. In truth, he missed her. He missed how soft her soft skin was, how she moaned when he licked her clit, how she yelled out in ecstasy when he drove his massive dick into her spot, how she scratched his back when he was on top. He also missed how she would get up and make their food the next morning, how she wouldn't automatically kick him to the curb when she got her mandatory ten orgasms.

So when she finally called him after a week of them not being in contact, he excitedly showered again and sprayed himself down with the cologne that she knew drove him crazy.

If Mercedes hadn't been so busy with her job as an executive at the non-profit she worked for, she would have called him the moment her vibrators stopped working. Which was Sunday, it was now Friday night. She missed him, the way he said her name when she sucked his dick, the way he pulled her hair, the way he was under control when she was riding him. But she also missed how attentive and caring he was after the fact, how he would snuggle with her and just watch old movies with her.

So after work, she got waxed to where there was absolutely no hair on her body. She did her hair in the massive curls that she knew he loved, and then she found her sexiest piece of lingerie. Red lace with cherry garters to match and a silk robe to keep the element of surprise. She had just finished giving herself a pep talk when she heard the knock on the door. She took a calming breath before making the short walk to her door.

When she opened the door, Sam couldn't speak. She looked gorgeous. Before she could even say anything to him, he pounced on her. Kissing her face while shutting the door behind him. His hands traveled from the cheeks of her face to her supple ass, where he squeezed it. Hard. She moaned into his mouth as her hands worked to rid him of his shirt. His shirt was thrown somewhere across the living room as they made their way to the bedrooms. By this point, Sam was in his boxers, and Mercedes's robe was on the kitchen island. When they made it to the room, Sam looked at Mercedes with hungry eyes.

"Get on the bed." He spoke lowly. Because she was so horny and needy for him, she did as she said with no backtalk. She sat on the edge of the bed with her legs open and her best sultry gaze as Sam walked to her. When he was near, he kissed her down her face before landing on his knees. There, he kissed her tummy and bit her skin ever so smoothly as his fingers toyed with the lacy garments.

"I missed you so much." He said amongst the kisses.

"I missed you too." She whispered as she recognized the familiar ripping of her lingerie. Before she had time to process anything, her legs were up on his shoulders, and Sam was feasting on her pussy like he was a starving man. She moaned loudly as one of her hands flew to his head full of blonde hair. She gripped his skull tight, sure she was going to be leaving scars on his scalp.

"Fuck Sam!" She cursed as she arched her back from the bed.

"What did I tell you about running away when I am eating." He asked as he looked at her as he inserted two of his fingers into her tight cunt.

"SHIT!" Mercedes screamed. Sam smiled at the way she was coming undone and stood, still fingers deep, and kissed her soundly on her mouth.

"Look at me while you ride my hand. Daddy wants to see his needy slut's eyes." He spoke. Slowly she opened her eyes as she looked at him, and when they were fully opened, he added a third finger and drove faster and harder as he spit on her cunt. Mercedes grabbed Sam's wrist to slow him down, but he grabbed it and slammed it on the bed.

"I can't take it." She whined.

"Yes, you can; keep looking at me, beautiful." Sam encouraged her. She opened her eyes once more and focused on his insanely green eyes. When the grip on her wrist got loose, she wrapped her hand around his head and held on tight as she felt himself cum on his fingers. He pulled out slowly and licked her fingers clean.

"Yes, you can. You are going to cum just like this. Keep looking at me, baby." Sam commanded. And just like that, Mercedes had creamed Sam's fingers, and when her body finished shaking, he pulled out his hand and licked his fingers clean.

She smiled, "That never gets old."

Sam laughed, "I'm glad because you taste amazing." He kissed her soundly on the lips as she kissed him back. "Where did you get this sexy number from?"

"I've always had it. This was just the first time you have seen it on me." She answered.

Sam's heart clenched a little at the thought of another man seeing her like that, but he pushed it away.

"I've missed you." He said.

She playfully rolled her eyes, "You missed my ass."

He laughed again, "That too, but I did miss you."

Genuinely, she said, "I missed you too." She kissed him softly again as he closed his eyes and relished the feeling of being with her again. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw her floor-length mirror, and he had an idea. When he pulled away, he looked down at her body before yanking off his boxers. His thick nine inches standing tall for her to see.

"On your knees, ass up, in front of the mirror." He spoke. Mercedes bit her lip in anticipation before rolling into position. Sam got behind her and carressed her body as he went and pulled her hair into a ponytail. He leaned over her body and peppered kisses on her back. He grabbed his shaft and pushed himself inside of Mercedes.

"Oh my god," She squeaked out when he was fully inside. He started thrusting slowly inside, but seeing her sexy face while he fucked her in the mirror made him go insane. He lost all reservations about moving slowly. He pumped inside of her like he needed to do it to stay alive.

"SAM FUCK SAM!" She screamed. He smacked her ass before pulling her up by her shoulder, causing her to lean against his tall massive frame as she whimpered about how good it was.

"You like me fucking you like this?" He whispered in her ear.

"Yesss," She moaned.

"Merce," Sam started before he lost his confidence.

"Uh-huh."

"I want more than this."

"More than what, fuuccckkkkk." She shouted.

"More than us calling each other when we need sex. I want more." He growled as he was nearing his release.

"And you thought- OH MY FUCKING GOD -this was the proper time to have this conversation."

"Yep." He whispered. He wrapped one of his arms around her waist while the other played with her clit as he continued pumping into her with no care. She came all over the sheets, ruining her lingerie set. Sam laid her down on the bed gently before walking to the bathroom and grabbing her a towel. After running it through warm water and wringing it out. When he came back to the bed he wiped Mercedes clean before getting her settled under the comforter, before cleaning himself up. When he was done, he crawled in the bed with her.

"Do you want me to leave?" He asked gently.

"No, I don't want you to leave." Mercedes whispered as she cuddled with him, "I want what you want, too. I've always had. I was just too scared to say something."

"You know you're stuck with me forever, right?"

"I wouldn't have it any other way."