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The tension from their encounter lingered as Sam took Mercedes's hand and led her through his penthouse. "Just so you know, no one can come up here without the code. The elevator won't come up here without it since it opens right to my front door," Sam said as he pointed to the door. "Believe it or not, it used to just open inside the living room, but I didn't like that, so I had someone come in and add the little foyer."

Mercedes nodded. "That was smart," she said softly. With the air between them thick and unresolved emotions playing in her mind, she did her best to remain quiet as she took in the open floor plan. As angry as she was when she arrived, she hadn't had a chance actually to take it all in.

The open-concept floor plan stretched before her; it was modern and luxurious. The living room boasted floor-to-ceiling windows that offered a panoramic view of the city, the night skyline twinkling like scattered stars.

Try as she might not to do it, but Mercedes could see herself sipping cocoa and looking out into the night sky. Damn it, she liked his place.

As she moved further into his space, she noticed the soft gray tones and plush furniture, which gave the space an air of sophistication yet remained inviting. She had to give it to Sam if he decorated it; he had a taste.

"The kitchen and dining are right here." Sam walked ahead, gesturing towards the kitchen. She glanced at the two-toned off-white cabinets, huge blue island, farmhouse sink, and two stoves. T "his kitchen has pretty much everything you could ask for if you're into cooking.,

She said, "Are you into cooking?" she asked, running her hand against the white marble countertop, which had specks of black and gold.

"For the right person, I am." He smirked. "Are you?"

"I've been known to throw down," she said softly as she looked inside the fridge. But this empty fridge is sad."

Sam laughed. "We can fix that."

Mercedes nodded absently, still taking in the beauty of the space. Her eyes moved to the large island in the center of the kitchen. She would've picked the island's deep blue base for her own space, so she loved it.

She thought the area was spacious, with plenty of room for entertaining guests or staying away from Sam.

Sam studied expressions, trying to get a sense of her thoughts. "Come on, there's more."

He led her down a hallway, pointing out the rooms as they passed. "This is one of the two guest rooms. Both are ensuite," he said, opening the door to reveal a neatly decorated room with modern furniture. "Plenty of space for my siblings, as Stevie likes to pop in when he's hiding from our parents…or a girl."

Mercedes snickered, and Sam offered her a grin. "And now onto the best part, your room."

They continued down the hallway to a set of double doors. Sam opened them with a flourish.

Mercedes stepped inside, and her eyes widened. The room was massive, with two walk-in closets, a plush king-sized bed already set up, and two nightstands on either side of the bed. As she walked towards the closets, she smiled.

"Wow…" She breathed. "With this much space, I may need to go shopping."

Sam laughed as she watched her go to the bathroom. Mercedes paused as she stared at the luxurious bathroom with a marble vanity and chair, a standalone tub, and a huge shower that would fit at least five people.

"Had he known I had planned on giving you this room, I am sure he wouldn't have moved any of your things into my bedroom, but don't worry," Sam teased, leaning against the doorframe. "I will help you move your things in here."

Mercedes glared at him. "I guess I should be grateful for that."

"Oh, you should be," Sam grinned. "But don't think I'll always be a perfect gentleman." His tone was light, teasing, but there was an undertone of something more.

Mercedes rolled her eyes but couldn't hide the small smile tugging at her lips. "And where do you sleep?"

"Down the hall," Sam said, motioning with his head. "You'll see it when we get your things. But first…"

Sam took her hand, pulled her to him, and walked past the other bedroom. If her count was right, Sam had four bedrooms and four bathrooms. "How did you get a place with so many ensuites?"

Sam turned towards her. "Stevie lived next door for a while, but once he decided he wanted to move downtown, I bought it off of him. The contractors helped me reconfigure everything so that I could make it this beautiful place: four ensuites, two half baths, and…" Sam said as he showed her the bonus room. Now, the door right there, it's my home office. This one right here is my game room, and I figured you could have this space."

Opening the door, Mercedes smiled, seeing a room almost the size of her bedroom. It was empty except for a fireplace and a desk. "I could set up an office?"

"Well, there will be days you may want to work from home. It's big enough to add a sitting area, too."

Mercedes nodded as Sam touched her lower back. "And then there is one more place, my favorite place." He led her up a small flight of stairs, and they stepped out onto the rooftop, where a large deck sprawled before them.

The view of the city was even more stunning from here, with lights stretching out in all directions.

Mercedes couldn't help but be impressed. "This place is…"

"Amazing?" Sam finished for her, a cocky grin on his face.

"Yeah," she admitted, her voice soft.

He leaned in slightly, his breath warm against her ear. "You'll get used to it."

She stiffened at his proximity but didn't move away. "We'll see."

Sam chuckled, clearly enjoying the subtle battle between them. "We sure will."

Mercedes turned to him. "This place is beautiful."

"You can change it any way you want. I know this is for two years, but we can make it work."

She nodded. "Okay." She breathed, looking out into the night.

Sam stared at her, the moonlight playing off of her beautiful face. His hand moved to her cheek, his thumb moving back and forth as he stepped into her space.

"Sam? What are you doing?"

Sam bent down and nipped her lips. "Figured you'd know a kiss when you get one." He teased, kissing her passionately.

Mercedes groaned, not wanting to pull away but also needing to move from this man. The way he made her feel was unfamiliar to her, but her body responded to every kiss and every touch.

Moving her to the chase on the deck, Sam sat, pulling her to his lap. "How much of a virgin are you?"

He asked, moving to her neck.

"What? No, we aren't…oh God." She moaned out as he nibbled on her ear.

"Okay, sucking on your ear turns you on. Good to know. Now answer my question."

Mercedes swallowed. "This…just kissing is all I have done. I don't…I never…"

"Oh," Sam said, kissing her. "If this is going to work, you are going to need to trust me."

"If what is going to work?" she asked, confused. "I am humoring you, but this isn't going to keep happening. We aren't making this a thing."

"Yeah, that's okay. How do you suppose we have a child if we aren't going to enjoy it?" Sam said, letting his hands roam up her body.

Mercedes shivered at his touch. "Ever heard of cup deposits?"

"Nope," Sam said, nipping her lips. "No, see, I am not gonna let a turkey baster get to feel you, and I don't. No, we will be enjoying each other, and I will be your first."

Mercedes shook her head, and Sam turned her face to his. "Tell me you don't want me." He said thrusting into her.

"Oh God." She moaned out. "I um…"

"Yeah, that's what I thought."

Mercedes licked her lips. "Fine… once."

Sam shook his head. "No, I am thinking at least two dozen times to start."

"Three." She countered.

"Eighteen," Sam smirked.

Mercedes raised an eyebrow. "Five, and I'll let you see me naked before the wedding."

Sam gripped her ass. "Twelve, and I get to taste you…now."

"T-Taste me?"

Sam nodded. "Yes. Do we have a deal?"

"What does that mean?" She asked silently.

"Well." Sam let his hand travel down her body. "I'd lay you down, then kiss you from your lips." He kissed her lips. "To your luscious breasts." He nipped the top of her breast. "And finally, I'll spread these sexy thighs and eat that pussy til you can't walk."

"Fuck." Mercedes gulped. "Umm, I am. I I I don't know."

"You don't have to like me to like what I do to you. As my wife, you will be satisfied in all ways."

"Why?" She asked. "Neither one of us wants this. I know you would rather be stuck with someone else."

"Maybe." Sam shrugged. "But if we make the most out of this, then our dads get off our backs, we take our companies to higher levels and bring an adorable child into this world."

Mercedes sighed. "Fine. Okay, but none of that sex at work, and once your twelve is up, no more, so use them wisely."

Sam laughed. "And what if you wanted more?"

"If and that's a big if I changed my mind then we can revisit the sex thing."

"I don't know if I will want more by then." Sam teased.

Mercedes rolled her eyes. "Deal."

"Mmm, good." Sam stood with her in his arms and laid her back onto the chase.

"What are you doing?"

"I thought we had a deal. It's time for my taste."

Mercedes's eyes widened. "Here? Now?"

"Right here, right now. It's not like anyone will see us… although, I am really hoping you are a screamer." Sam didn't know why he wanted her so badly, but ever since the kiss, he just had a need to claim her, to make her his.

Sam stood looking at her, his mind going over everything he wanted to do to her.

"What?" She asked shyly as he stared at her.

"You're beautiful Mercedes. Can't I just look at you?"

Blushing, she looked away from him. Sam knelt down, pulling her closer to him and unzipping her dress, kissing her exposed skin.

"W-what are you doing?" She asked, barely above a whisper.

Sam raised an eyebrow. "Did you think I was gonna just lay you down and take it? No, I want you to have the best experience, I want to show you that you didn't wait in vain."

Mercedes opened her mouth to speak, but only a whimper left her lips as Sam sucked her ear, teasing her as he pulled her dress off, lifting her hips.

Sam exhaled deeply, seeing her in her strapless bra and thong. "Fuck me…is this normal?"

Mercedes blushed. "Maybe."

"It better be." He breathed kissing down her neck as he unstrapped her bra, using his free hand to squeeze her left breast while his mouth found her right. Nipping her nipple, she arched into his mouth.

"I bet I could make you cum just like this." He teased, enjoying the sounds that came from his lips. God, she was sexy.

Laying her back, Sam kissed a trail down her body, removing her thong as he let his index finger graze her clit.

"Oh, I think- I…" Mercedes started, but as Sam pushed a finger inside, all she could do was let her head fall back and enjoy the feelings Sam was making her feel.

"I can already tell that you are gonna be so tight. Mmmm."

Sam moved to add another finger, causing her to scream out as she arched her back. "Sam! Oh, what are you doing to me?"

"Something no one else could ever do." He said as he blew on her clit, causing her to convulse. He moved his fingers faster, in awe of how she reacted to him. Watching the way her body moved, the way no matter what her words would say, her body gave away how much she wanted him, needed him to make her cum.

"Sam please…please I need…."

"What do you need, baby? I wanna hear it." Sam teased, thrusting harder and faster, just enough to drive her crazy, knowing she was close.

Mercedes' hands gripped the chaise as she thrust to meet his hands. "Don't stop! Please, Sam, I need to cum."

"Of course beautiful, you only need to ask." He growled as he used his free hand to rub her clit, while moving his two fingers faster. It only took another minute or two before she came, hard against his fingers.

Sam helped her through her orgasm, watching her as she ran her hand through her hair.

"Oh…that was…"

Sam raised an eyebrow. "Oh, you didn't think we were done, did you?"

Mercedes sat up on her elbows. "What?"

"I said I wanted to taste you, and now I will." He said cockily as he adjusted himself.

"But…t-two orgasms?"

"To start with, I am a firm believer that you won't feel your best if it's less than three."

Mercedes shook her head. "That's crazy."

Sam shrugged, not giving her a chance to deny him; he spread her thighs, teasing her with the tip of his tongue. He watched as her body shivered. Knowing she was still sensitive, he took his time teasing her clit, listening to her make the most addictive sounds. The moans and screams turned him on to no end.

He held back as long as he could, but her whimpers did him in, and he buried his face between her thighs, causing her to lift her hips right as he thrust his tongue inside of her.

"Shit! Oh God!" She screamed out as his mouth pushed her closer to that edge. What the hell was this man doing to her, and why did she want more?

Her thighs tightened around his head as she reached the cusp, screaming out and cumming against his lips, giving him a taste of her that he knew was going to be addicting.

Sam guided her through her orgasm and smiled up to her, licking his lips as he wiped his mouth. "Mmm, that was fun." Same stood, adjusting himself as he stared at her. "You have no idea how hard it is not to want to have you right here, right now. But I am a patient man."

Mercedes closed her eyes as she exhaled deeply. "I um…" Opening her eyes, she couldn't help but cast her eyes down on the imprint on his pants. "Are you, um, okay?"

"Well, you got me all hard and ready, but it's nothing I can't handle."

Mercedes blinked a few times, still looking at his cock imprint. "Oh."

Sam smiled, moving to her and pulling her to him as he picked up her dress. Removing his shirt, he handed it to her, and she smiled softly, accepting it." Let's get you inside and settled. I can't have my future wife show up tired to her first day of work tomorrow."

"Oh…yeah, that is tomorrow." She said, allowing him to guide her back down the stairs and inside. The fact that she was wearing nothing but a shirt wasn't bothering her; it said a lot about how she felt here.

As he walked her to her room, he smiled. "You can come to my closet in the morning; by the time you get home, all your things will have been moved."

She turned to him. "I am surprised you aren't trying to get me in your bed." She teased.

Sam growled, moving to press her against the door. "If I thought I could resist fucking you, I would, but I also want you to come to me on your own. I want your trust above everything."

Mercedes opened her mouth, surprised by his words. Though she wouldn't tell him, she was touched by them.

Sam leaned in and kissed her hungrily, pulling her close as he let his tongue tangle with hers. Reaching behind them, he nipped her lips, opening her door. "Good night, beautiful."

Mercedes watched him walk away, standing still as if she wanted to follow him into his room. Reaching his door, Sam smiled.

"There is no rush to make any hasty decisions tonight; there is always tomorrow."

Winking at her, he walked into his room, and Mercedes exhaled, finally moving to her room and falling onto her bed. If this was how the next two years were going to go, then she was in trouble.