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Chapter Five

Sam sat in class, smirking as he read his email. It had been a few weeks since he asked Mecedes about video chatting. Everytime they thought it was gonna happen, something else popped up. Practices, mid-terms and other social events consumed both of their time but imagine his surprise when he'd woken up to an email from her.

Dear Sam,

Figured I'd email you since I am bored in class. Tonight is the night. I know you are five hours ahead of me so I will give you three times, pick one. Seven your time, Eleven your time. Or One a.m. your time. Let me know and if you need more motivation…well I haven't cum in days…just for this

-A very horny MJ

Sam's heart raced as he read the last line of Mercedes' email. He shifted in his seat, suddenly feeling warm under his collar. The professor's voice faded into the background as he imagined Mercedes waiting for him, her dark eyes filled with desire.

He glanced at the clock. It was only 2 PM. The wait would be excruciating, but he knew it would be worth it. Sam's fingers hovered over his phone as he contemplated his reply. Seven seemed too early - he'd barely be home from soccer practice. One was tempting, but the anticipation might kill him.

"Eleven it is," he muttered to himself, quickly tapping out a response.

"Mr. Evans, do you have something to share with the class?"

Sam's head snapped up, his cheeks flushing as he realized he'd spoken aloud. "No, sir. Sorry."

As the professor turned back to the whiteboard, Sam sank lower in his seat, his ears burning. He quickly hit send on his reply and pocketed his phone, trying to focus on the lecture. But his mind kept drifting to Mercedes and their upcoming video chat.

The rest of the day dragged at an agonizing pace. Sam went through the motions trying to focus on the rest of his classes but his thoughts constantly returned to Mercedes' email. By the time he'd made it to practice he realized that his mind was entirely too consumed by a woman hundreds of thousands miles away.

"YO!" He heard, snapping him back to reality before a ball made contact with his face making him groan.

"Evans, what's going on with you?" Coach Beiste bellowed from the sidelines. "Get your head in the game!"

Sam shook his head, trying to clear his thoughts. "Sorry, Coach," he called back, jogging to retrieve the ball.

Rory, jogged up beside him. "Dude, you okay? You've been spacey all practice."

Sam forced a grin. "Yeah, just... got a lot on my mind."

Rory raised an eyebrow before smirking. "Huh, must be the pen pal hottie!" He teased. "How is that beautiful goddess?"

Sam sighed. "She wants to video chat tonight."

His friend let out a whoop, earning an eye roll from Sam. "That's good news right?"

Running his hands through his hair, Sam nodded. "It is.. especially since we'll be naked doing it but I feel like I'm too excited, you know?"

"Wait, you mean to tell me that a complete hottie wants to have video sex with you and… you're sulking?"

"I'm not sulking! I just… I was so damn distracted by her email that I couldn't focus all day!"

Rory shot him a confused look. "I'm not seeing the issue here still."

Sam kicked the ball, thinking over his mood before nodding. "Maybe I'm just nervous."

Rory raised an eyebrow but didn't press further. They returned to drills, Sam making a true effort to stay focused. But as the minutes ticked by, his anticipation grew. When practice ended, Sam was a wreck of nerves and excitement and by the time he got back to his dorm room, showered, and changed, it was barely 9 PM. He paced anxiously, checking his phone every few minutes.

At 10:55, Sam's palms were sweating as he booted up his laptop. He ran a hand through his damp hair, second-guessing his choice of a simple t-shirt. Should he have dressed up more? Or less? It was too late now.

The Skype ringtone took Sam from his thoughts. His heart raced as he clicked to accept the call. The screen flickered to life, revealing Mercedes' smiling face.

"Hey, stranger." She purred, her voice sending shivers down his spine.

"H-hey," He stammered, taking in the sight of her. She was wearing a silky robe, her hair cascading over her shoulders.

Mercedes giggled. "Nervous?"

Sam nodded, a blush creeping up his neck. "A little," he admitted.

"Honestly, me too." She confessed, biting her lip. "But I've been thinking about this all day."

"Same here." Sam said, his voice husky. "Your email... It drove me crazy."

Mercedes' eyes darkened. "Yeah? Tell me more about that."

Sam grinned leaning back in his chair. "Well when you sent the email I was in class and lets just say my outburst disrupted the class. Then at practice I almost got beamed in the head."

Mercedes offered him a pout. "Poor Sammy, well what can I do to make you feel better?"

"You can tell me what is under that robe? Or show me rather?" Sam says quickly.

Mercedes let the robe slide off her shoulder as she stared at Sam. "Show you? You sure you can handle that?

Sam's breath caught in his throat as he watched Mercedes' robe slip further down her shoulder, revealing smooth, cocoa skin. He swallowed hard, his voice coming out husky. "I can handle anything you've got, MJ."

Mercedes' eyes sparkled with mischief. "Is that so?" She leaned closer to the camera, giving Sam a tantalizing view of her cleavage. "Because I've been thinking about this all day, Sammy. About you."

Sam felt his body respond to her words, his jeans suddenly feeling too tight. "Yeah?" he managed, his voice cracking slightly. "Tell me what you've been thinking about."

Mercedes bit her lip, her fingers toying with the tie of her robe. "I've been thinking about your hands on me. About how it would feel to have you here, touching me..." She slowly undid the knot, letting the robe fall open, revealing a lacy black bra and matching panties. Sam's eyes widened, drinking in the sight of her curves.

"God, Mercedes… You're gorgeous." He breathed, feeling his dick twitch in excitement.

Mercedes smiled, seductively. "Your turn, Sam. Show me what I've been missing."

Sam pulled his t-shirt over his head, revealing his toned chest and abs. Mercedes let out an appreciative hum.

"Nice." she purred. "Now the rest."

Sam stood, fumbling with his belt buckle. As he pushed his jeans down, Mercedes leaned back, her hand trailing down her body.

"I wish you were here…" She murmured, her fingers dipping beneath the waistband of her panties. "I want to feel your hands on me, Sam."

Sam groaned, his hand instinctively moving to palm himself through his boxers. "I wish I was there too. You have no idea how badly I want to touch you right now."

Mercedes' breath hitched as she watched Sam's movements. She slowly slid her panties down her legs, kicking them off camera. "Then touch yourself for me, Sam. Pretend it's my hand."

Sam didn't need to be told twice. He pushed his boxers down, freeing his erection. He wrapped his hand around himself, stroking slowly as he watched Mercedes' fingers disappear between her thighs.

"That's it…" Mercedes moaned, her hips rolling against her hand. "God, Sam, you look so good."

Sam's strokes quickened, matching the rhythm of Mercedes' movements. "So do you, baby. You're so fucking sexy. The things I'd do to you…"

Mercedes closed her eyes, imagining his touch. Her fingers traced slow circles against her clit. "Mmm, tell me more," she breathed.

Sam's breath quickened as he watched her pleasure herself. "I'd kiss down to your breasts, taking my time to worship every inch of you. Then I'd slide your panties off and taste you..."

Mercedes moaned softly, her hips rolling against her hand. "God, Sam. I'm so wet just thinking about it."

"Show me," he said, his voice rough with desire.

Mercedes bit her lip, hesitating for just a moment before slowly spreading her thighs, giving Sam a tantalizing view.

"Like this?" she purred, running her fingers through her slick folds.

Sam groaned, his hand moving faster on his cock. "Fuck, MJ. You're so beautiful."

Mercedes' breath hitched as she slipped two fingers inside herself. "I wish it was you, Sam. Your fingers, your tongue..."

Sam's hips jerked involuntarily. "God, I want to taste you so bad. I bet you taste amazing."

Mercedes moaned, her fingers moving faster. "Tell me what else you'd do to me."

Sam's voice was husky with desire. "I'd kiss up your thighs, teasing you. Then I'd lick you slowly, savoring every taste. I'd suck on your clit while sliding my fingers inside you, curling them to hit just the right spot."

Mercedes gasped, her back arching as she imagined Sam's touch. "Oh god, Sam. Don't stop."

Sam's hand moved faster on his cock, his breathing ragged. "I'd keep going until you're shaking, begging me for more. Then, I'd slide inside you, filling you up completely."

Mercedes moaned loudly, her fingers moving frantically. "Yes, Sam. I want you inside me so bad."

Sam could feel the tension building in his body, his release approaching. "I'd thrust into you, hard and deep. I want to feel you come around me, baby."

Mercedes' body trembled, her fingers working furiously as she chased her release. "Oh god, Sam... I'm so close!" She gasped, her eyes locked on the screen.

Sam's hand moved faster, his hips thrusting into his grip as he watched Mercedes writhe in pleasure. "Come for me, baby." He growled. "I want to see you fall apart."

With a cry, Mercedes' back arched off the bed, her body shuddering as waves of pleasure crashed over her. The sight of her climax pushed Sam over the edge, and he groaned loudly as he came, spilling over his hand.

For a moment, they both sat there, panting and staring at each other through the screen. Then Mercedes let out a breathless laugh.

"Well…" she said, still catching her breath. "Shit! That was..."

"Amazing!" Sam finished, grinning.

Mercedes nodded, a satisfied smile spreading across her face. "Definitely amazing. Worth the wait."

Sam chuckled, reaching for a tissue to clean himself up. "Agreed. Though now I'm wishing even more that you were actually here."

Mercedes sighed, pulling her robe back around her. "Me too. But hey, at least we finally made this happen, right?"

"True." Sam said, his eyes softening as he looked at her. "And it was even better than I imagined."

Mercedes blushed, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "You're sweet, Evans."

They fell into a comfortable silence, just looking at each other through the screen. Sam felt a warmth spreading through his chest that had nothing to do with their recent activities.

"So…" he said finally. "When can we do this again?"

Mercedes laughed, shaking her head. "Damn, didn't know my virtual play was that good… maybe I should consider onlyfans."

Sam laughed, shaking his head. "I would be the first subscriber!"

"Really? You'd support me?" She asked sarcastically. "I could sing and shake my ass."

"Now that sounds like a good show, sign me up baby!" He joked, making them both laugh before another silence fell over them.

She looked at him through the screen, sighing. "This would be the moment where we'd try to figure out if I was staying or doing the walk of shame."

Sam nodded. "You'd insist on leaving but I'd pull you into me and we'd lay in bed until we fell asleep."

"Mhm, then you'd wake me up for round two, we'd have a hell of a time and then shower before really going to bed…" She added, feeling a twinge in her chest.

Sam smiled softly. "Then I'd run out in the morning and grab us some breakfast, come back to you just barely waking up."

"Yeah…" She said, a smile on her face before it fell when she looked at the time. Realization hit her hard that very second- she was falling for him and the worst part she was already subconsciously figuring out ways they could do long distance.

But that was the thing, she didn't want to be long distance. She barely even knew what to call what they were doing. "Umm… it's late." She said, standing and attempting to busy herself.

"Mercedes, what's wrong? Did I say something?"

She shook her head. "No, I just have to rest… the showcase rehearsal is tomorrow." She lied, biting her nail.

Sam looked at her, frowning. "You're lying but if you need to go, just say that."

She looked back at the screen. "I do need to go but I don't want to say that… I… I don't know how to end it."

"End what?"

"The call… Do I like flash you then shut off the camera? Do we say goodnight, goodbye or see you later? We can't really say see you later because I'm here and you're all the way over there." She rambled on.

"How about we just say 'later'. That way you're not having to stress over it?" He suggested, something in him that if he let her say goodbye that would really be the end of-

He stopped. The end of what? They'd just had cyber sex and he could clearly tell something shifted for them both. Distance and time, literally.

Fuck. He thought. When all this was over, how would they end it? He racked his brain before realizing he didn't want to end but he wasn't going to be stateside for a while.

"Yeah, later is good." He heard her say. Their eyes met, his green one mirroring her brown ones.

Later was their ending and he didn't want to be the person to say it first.

"Right, so you say it then I will and we'll text in the morning. Like always."

Mercedes wrapped her arms around herself, nodding as she sat back down. "Okay." She said softly. "Well… later, Sammy."

Sam offered a pained smile. "Later, Mercedes." He replied before the screen went black and all he could do was stare at it.

He wasn't going to text her in the morning and he knew for certain she wasn't going to text him. He sat there for a few minutes longer before finally closing his laptop and deciding now was the perfect time to run to clear his mind.

Welll... that was steamy!