|Killing Me Softly
Author: tdminor86 PM
Mercedes Jones is a successful event planner for the stars. When she is hired to do an event for Hollywood's hottest actress Quinn Fabray-Evans, she quickly gets caught up in a unhealthy and dangerous love affair with her husband Sam. Can Mercedes break free from Sam before things become too out of control.Rated: Fiction M - English - Romance/Drama - Mercedes J. & Sam E. - Chapters: 8 - Words: 44,465 - Reviews: 295 - Favs: 90 - Follows: 138 - Updated: 09-16-12 - Published: 07-05-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8288098
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AN: sorry it took me so long to update this but I have written and rewritten this chapter so many times. I am still no sure if I am happy with what I have done. This is it, the end of the road for this story, it has been so fun. Thanks to everyone who read the last chapter, and all the reviews. This will drift from person to person and it starts off five years from where the last chapter left off and then it will jump one more year. Shout out to my incredible Beta Rose for making my writing understandable, love ya. Ok so here is the epilogue and please don't forget to review. It means a lot.
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or its characters if I did Sam and Mercedes would be everything and nothing else would matter.
Epilogue Five Years Later.
You know how they say life's a bitch and then you die? What about payback is a bitch? Well how come no one ever predicted what happens to the bitch in these scenarios? I know you all have your opinion of me and are judging me for the things I did, but my life had a purpose, a meaning. I was famous, rich, beautiful, and every man in the world would fantasize about me. They would have dreams of sleeping with me, making me theirs, except for the two men that I really wanted.
I loved Sam don't get me wrong I did, but I could tell that he didn't love me. Our entire relationship was based on a lie so I didn't expect for it to be all, star crossed lovers, soul mates type of love but I expected it to be more than what it was. After everything that happened with him and Her, I guess I got so upset because the amount of energy, his desire to love her was so effortless. Here I was trying my damnedest to get him to give me some type of unforced affection, for the first year of our "relationship" if you can call it that.
"Wait, what do mean by unforced affection?" Quinn's therapist asked. "Did your ex-husband force himself on you?"
"God no! Sam wasn't that type of person. I meant he had to force himself to show me some affection, it was all an act. Pay attention Shelby, no assumptions."
"Sorry Quinn, your life is very...unique. You never know what will happen next." Dr. Shelby Cochran told her.
"Well enough about Sam, he is a closed chapter in my life. I'm sure by now I am purely an afterthought to him."
"Ok, let's talk about how you felt when you were confronted by Mr. Anderson-Hummel and Ms. Chang. You said that was the day your life changed forever. Why is that?"
"It is, I still have dreams about that day, I replay it over and over in my head thinking about what I could've done differently, but it always turns out the same."
"Well, I was thinking, we play a little game, Quinn." Blaine said walking back to Quinn's door.
"A game? What kind of game?"
"The game where you have thirty seconds to tell me why I shouldn't let my associate Tina here shoot you like you had Rick attempt to do to my best friend, Mercedes." Blaine said opening the door and sure enough Tina was standing on the other side pointing a gun at a stunned and very scared Quinn. "30, 29, 28..."
"What are you talking about? I don't know what you are trying to pull Blaine but this is crazy!" Quinn said moving towards her cellphone.
"You think this is a joke, bitch? I will shoot you without a moment's hesitation." Tina warned her. "Don't move another step."
Quinn halted her movements and stared at the woman who held the gun pointed at her. She had to think of something and fast or she was sure that she would end up shot or dead.
"You would shoot a pregnant woman? What kind of sick game is this, Blaine? I don't have any idea what the two of you are talking about, why would I have Mercedes Jones killed?"
"Quinn save your act for someone else because I do not give a damn, as far as shooting a pregnant woman, you didn't care so why should I? I know everything. I know about your quarter of a million dollar arrangement with Rick, and how he was meant to shoot Mercedes instead." Blaine sat down on the couch and patted the seat next to him for Quinn to join him. "Come Quinn have a seat, we need to talk. I am going to give you three options and if I were you I would choose wisely."
Quinn took the seat next to him cautiously and with every step she took, Tina moved in behind her, leaving the door open and never taking her eyes off of her.
"Option 1, you continue to lie like you have been and Tina shoots you where you may or may not live. Option 2, you go turn yourself in for your involvement with Finn's shooting, confess to being a coconspirator and do the time for your crime. Option three is my favorite one, and I pray that you choose this..."
Blaine was cut off by the sudden laughter that came from Quinn's mouth.
"You actually think you are going to get away with any of this, if I do confess it won't hold up in a court of law. She has a gun pointed at me; they will say it was a forced confession. It will never hold up in a court."
"We don't need it to, because once you confess, it will raise suspicion on whether or not you are involved and I will make sure that the FBI does a full on investigation. It will only be a matter of time before your malicious ways catch up to you." Blaine informed her. "So as I was saying option three."
"So you have it all planned out don't you, you think you've won something. Let me tell you something Blaine, I have been plotting and scheming as far back as I can remember and try as hard as people may I have never been caught."
"This is useless, Blaine. She obviously isn't going to comply." Tina said irritated. "Let me just shoot her ass."
"No! She has to pay for what she has done, I'm not sure killing her is payment enough. She needs to rot away in jail or some type of mental hospital."
"Fuck that, let me shoot her. She is never going to admit what a crazy bitch she is. You heard her she never gets caught." Tina cocked the gun and pointed it directly at Quinn's head this time. "She has to be stop!"
"Tina wait, this isn't what we planned, we were just going to scare her." Blaine was trying to calm her down.
"Screw that, new plan, I shoot her and she dies simple as that."
"Fine do it, shoot her, you will end up just like her. She will win. You will go to jail and suffer and she will have the satisfaction of knowing she got the best of you."
"You're smarter than I took you for Blaine. That's exactly what will happen. You're pathetic, just like my, useless cousin Rick who couldn't even shoot the right person." Quinn said a little calmer now. "I have absolutely nothing to lose but you, Tina, have everything to lose."
"How are you alive?" Blaine asked her disgusted.
"You are a heartless person, how can you be living without a heart. You hurt everyone around you and you act like it is the most normal thing in the world. You've killed people, and destroyed people's lives and it is a game to you."
"I did what I had to do in order to survive. It's a dog eat dog world. So what if I had to do some things that are a little unmoral."
"So killing your mother is a little unmoral?"
"She was already dead; she drank every day and barely did anything. The only time she left the house was to buy more alcohol or go to some bar to get drunk. My mother died the day my father left, I just helped her make it official."
"What about the guy you claimed killed her, you are just as responsible for his death as he is? Is that a little unmoral as well?"
"He was just at the wrong place at the wrong time, it's not my fault that Dave was a loser who couldn't handle a little jail time."
"You framed him for a crime he didn't commit!"
"So innocent people go to jail every day, what's new?"
"What about the guilty, are they just supposed to get off scott free?"
"If they know what they are doing. If their smart, like me. You see Blaine, Rick was easy to convince to do my dirty work for me because he wanted to feel as if he had a purpose. I'm sure I could've have gotten him to kill that bitch for far less than what I offered him, because I was giving his life meaning. But I should've known he would screw it up, he spent his life being a professional fuck up."
"Who's to say he won't turn on you and give them your name?"
"He won't because I assured that with one phone call. The money he was promised, I sent to his mother and brothers. He cares for them more than anything else, so he already agreed to keep quiet. If he doesn't, then I have a solution for that as well. You more than anyone Blaine, should know I always come prepared."
"That's right Quinn you do, ever since the day I met you I have always said for a woman you have huge balls." Blaine said and Quinn smirked at his defeated tone.
"To bad mine are bigger." Tina said approaching Quinn.
"What?" Quinn asked her scared.
"You're good Quinn, I'll give you that. But you might want to think before you do. I want nothing more than to beat you within an inch of your life but I won't." Tina said barely above a whisper to her. "My father told me a long time ago the only person who can destroy you is yourself and that is exactly what you just did."
Tina aimed the gun back at Quinn's head and pulled the trigger, causing Quinn to scream. She closed her eyes and shielded her belly waiting for impact, but when a cool splash of water hit her forehead she opened her eyes in shock.
"You threatened me with a water gun!" Quinn yelled.
"Yea I guess I did." Tina laughed. "You might think before you call someone else stupid, but no worries you will have plenty of time to think where you are going."
"Ok Shannon I think that's more than enough." Blaine said stepping aside.
"What...where I'm going?" Quinn said.
Before Quinn could get an answer, the room filled with several men with guns. The last people to enter were two women.
"Quinn Fabray, my name is agent Shannon Beiste of the FBI you are under arrest for the murder of Judy Fabray and conspiracy to commit murder." One of the women said grabbing Quinn arms.
"Tina Chang, Blaine Anderson, you are under arrest for unlawful confinement." Another agent said.
"Those two are my clients and I advise you not to speak." A tall blonde haired African American lady said.
"Bravo Anderson, bravo." Quinn said as she was handcuffed and taken away by Shannon.
"So how did it feel being outsmarted?" Shelby asked her.
"It was a wake up call. It never happened before and it made me feel different, not defeated, but different."
"They put you on suicide watch up until your trial did you plan to take your life?"
"Nope, but when I receive my sentence the thought crossed my mind. They fought dirty during the trial but as it was going on I realized that all these people came forward to rally against me and not one person even my so called father had my back. That was depressing and eye opening. I didn't expect Rick to turn on me, I was counting on him."
Rick was fucked.
He didn't have any type of help when it came to his case. Quinn being the lying bitch that she is flaked on him and never sent him a lawyer. He didn't have an alibi explaining his whereabouts the night of the shooting. There was no loophole that his crummy lawyer could find that would have his case thrown out, and to make matters worse, yesterday someone picked him out in a line up as the shooter.
He tried calling his cousin again but when he did some dude answered talking about how Quinn wasn't available to come to the phone. He knew better than to trust her, but he kept telling himself that she would change and when she did, things would be better for them.
He had been in jail before when he and his best friend Stan robbed a convenience store when they were both nineteen. He hated it there and he vowed never to go back, but he was so use to being a vigilante that it was hard to break his old habits. His mom was struggling to make ends meet; she was working two jobs to keep their heads above water. After his first arrest no one wanted to hire him so he went back to robbing to get things for his mother and siblings. He was arrested again for arson when he set his real father's car on fire out of pure hatred. He refused to help out when he asked only offering him fifty dollars and slamming the door in his face.
Rick could feel the anger returning at the thought of his no good screw up of a father. Part of the reason why he was so adamant about not giving Quinn up was because he knew that if she was to be arrested, her unborn child would not only be fatherless, but motherless as well and for the sake of her child he couldn't do that.
He looked up when the guard hit the cell and told him he had a visitor. He sat up quickly, thinking that maybe Quinn had come through after all. He followed the guard down the long hallway and up to the visitation room. When he walked in there was a tall African American woman with short blonde hair and teeth for days. He walked in a little disappointed that it wasn't Quinn but he sat down at the table curious to know who she was.
"Rick Nelson, my name is Rosalyn Washington. I am your new attorney." She said as she sat down.
Quinn did come through; he knew not to doubt her as he let a smile for the first time since everything went down spread across his face. "So my friend hired you?"
"I was asked to come here by a close friend of mine, Shannon Beiste, do you know her?"
"I don't believe so."
"Well this is the deal Rick, you need to tell the police that you were approached by I am sure you damn well know who, to shoot Ms. Mercedes Jones." Roz said getting straight to business.
"I...how...I don't know what you are talking about." Rick lied.
"Yes you do, don't play dumb I know everything. By everything I mean EVERYTHING. I know that you were offered a quarter of a million dollars to shoot Ms. Jones but your aim sucks. I know all about your arrangement to flee the country once the money was transferred to a secret bank account. I know who hired you to do it and why. But I am not going to say her name because I don't want to risk anything in this case to make it look as if I coerced you to say it."
"You don't know what you are talking about." Rick defended himself.
"Do I look like I got FOOL written across my forehead young man?" Roz snapped. "Do you not know who I am? I am Rosalyn Denise Washington one of the best damn attorneys at law. I worked and studied under Gloria Allred, I represented Condoleezza Rice. I played basketball with President Barack Obama and had a threesome with Johnny Cochran. So don't try to cover up and act like you don't know what's going on here. I am trying to get you to agree to a plea bargain for your cooperation, because with or without your testimony your girl is going down."
"I don't care." Rick said stubbornly.
"Fine suit yourself I'll just relieve myself from your case so you can have the first year back who still reeks of Similac and serve the maximum sentence. FYI, she has a whole team of lawyers and is ready to turn on you to try and clear her name. She will probably get a slap on the risk while you rot in jail for something she wanted you to do. She isn't trying to protect you like you are protecting her. I spoke to her attorney and they are playing into your past, the robberies, even calling you setting Ken Tanaka's car on fire because you have an untreated mental issues. We both know that isn't true." Roz told him and stood to leave. When she made it to the door he stopped her.
"Wait! Tell me what I need to do?"
"I had everything anyone could ask for and I lost it all in one day." Quinn said with a blank look on her face.
"By everything you mean your baby?"
"Yes, he was a gift from God to me and now he is someone else's gift. That's the one thing that I wished I could erase everything I have ever done for. The one thing that makes me want to make amends with everyone I had ever harmed. To live a new, better life, without my old manipulative ways coming back to haunt me."
"So losing your child made you have an epiphany?"
"Not quite but, I have another twenty-five to thirty years to get it together right?"
"Right. One more question and then our time is up. If you could apologize to one person and one person only that you have hurt who would it be?"
"That's easy, ….myself. If I would have just forgiven myself for thinking that I had to change who I was back when I was overweight and feeling disgusted with who I was, then none of this would've ever happened. I wouldn't have turned into the ice queen or evil bitch that thought she deserved the best and nothing less."
"I see, well Quinn, the orderly is here to take you back to your room, I'll see you next week."
"Yeah doc, see ya."
I doubt that this is going to go down without some type of hiccup. I mean it's been years since I last saw her, physically anyway, so to say everything will go smoothly might be pushing it. One thing I do know is, I miss her. Not in a, be my fiancé, have my baby, sorta way, but a maybe we could try being friends now way. I wonder what it is that those two want from us. Ok deep breath, ok here's nothing.
"Finn, hey man, thanks for coming." Mike said excited to see his best friend. "I haven't seen you since we beat you guys last game. How long ago was that?"
"Ha ha very funny, and we lost because I didn't play." Finn hugged Mike and gave Tina a kiss on the cheek. "Tina you look great as always. Is Mike treating you right?"
"Yeah so far so good." She replied.
"Well that's good to hear."
The three of them spent the next ten minutes catching up on what has been going on since they last saw each other. Tina had become the head planner at Mercy's Planning after Mercedes had Miona. She and Mike moved in together after dating for a year. The more time went by the more nervous Finn became.
"So, I'm present and accountable for, what's so important that I had to fly to LA?" Finn asked curious.
"Well we have to wait for..."
"So sorry I am late, Miona has a tummy ache and Sam is being all paranoid about it being something contagious so he won't let me go near her." Mercedes said rushing in to join them at the table. "It is a madhouse."
Finn sat back and took her in as she gave Mike and Tina a hug and kiss. She looked almost exactly the same as she did all those years ago only this time her hair was cut shorter in a cute bob that brought out the features in her face and she was sporting a pretty nice sized baby bump. Damn, she still looked beautiful.
"Hey Mercedes, nice to see you." Finn spoke first and held out his hand for a shake but was taken by surprise when Mercedes stepped into him and gave him a hug as well. Finn couldn't help himself as he closed his eyes and took in her scent, she smelled the same too.
"Finn." Was all she said to him but in a comforting way.
"Ok, now that the both of you are here, we need to ask a big favor out of the two of you." Tina said once the two took their seats. "We were wondering of you guys would be our Best Man and Maid of Honor for our wedding?"
"Of course, you didn't have to ask me that you know I will be for there for you." Finn told them.
"Yes, my answer is yes." Mercedes agreed.
"I mean are you guys sure? We don't want it to be weird between the two of you?" Mike asked worried. " You would be walking down the aisle together."
"No, there is nothing to worry about, right Finn?" Mercedes asked him. " We're friends."
"Yeah Mercedes is right no hard feelings we are adults and we will act accordingly."
"Ok cool, whew I didn't know what to think. Tina said I was panicking for no reason and she was sure it would be ok."
"Yeah it's fine." Finn said chancing a glance towards Mercedes who seem to be ok with it. If she was cool with it then so was he. They had both moved on and were living their lives happily.
After Finn got out of the hospital he rested for two weeks before he threw himself into physical therapy. His main focus was to be back in tip top shape for the season after next. He put all of his emotions and personal problems into working hard, him and Mercedes didn't speak for six months. He called to congratulate her on the birth of her daughter and he wished her a happy life.
The next time they saw each other was at Quinn's trial. They both were called in to testify and when the jury read the guilty verdict, Finn cut all ties with LA including Mercedes. He knew it was harsh but he needed to quit her cold turkey or he might've been hung up on her for God knows how long.
He didn't have to suffer too long because one of his teammates Anthony Rashad's sister Lena, came in town for a holiday and Finn found himself smitten by her. She was a huge football fan and she was the assistant basketball coach for a college in New Jersey. Maybe he was so attracted to her because she was a sports junkie like him but, he was sure one reason was because she reminded him a little of Mercedes. Either way it goes, two years later they were still going strong, she made him happy and that was all that mattered.
They promise Tina and Mike that they would act professional and that was exactly what they did. They worked together making sure that everything went off without a hitch, Mercedes met Finn's new girlfriend and she seemed to be perfect for him. Finn and Mercedes made their amends and even realized that they were able to have a friendship without things being awkward between them. When Mike and Tina's wedding rolled around, everything was picture-perfect and Mercedes was so glad that she was able to salvage her relationship with Finn.
Sam, Mercedes, Kurt and Blaine.
One year later.
Life can be perfect sometimes, I mean really perfect. You ever get the feeling that if your life ended right now you would die happy? I'm not saying I have any type of death wish, because I want more years with my beautiful family, I just mean life couldn't get any better than this.
Sam sat back on the bed bouncing his eight month old son on his knee as the two of them watch as Mercedes put the finishing touches in Miona's hair. She was preparing her for her first dance recital. Sam and Mercedes were so ecstatic for the six year old when she came home and informed them that she had earned a solo. Sam wasn't ashamed to admit that she received 80% of her dancing skills from her mother, but anyone who would look at her could tell she was 100% his. Unlike Ethan, who was a complete mixture of his mommy and daddy, with Mercedes brown doe eyes and Sam's cheeks and nose, Miona was Sam's exact mini me. She had her dad's green eyes, full lips, and nose. She had the same sandy brown hair Sam had when he was a kid and she even developed that lopsided grin of his. The one thing the two of them didn't expect was for her to pick up his habit of letting his southern accent slip out. She loved to say y'all, nuthin, and nuh uhn, and everyone was a darlin' or a peach which annoyed the hell out of Mercedes. You would think by her being my baby girl she would inherit something of mine, but no she comes out Sam Evans v2.0 Mercedes would always say.
Sam and Mercedes were finally happy. Sam gave Mercedes the break she needed to get her self together. She used that time to see a therapist and to reconnect with her parents as well. When Mercedes finally felt as if she was ready to be in a relationship with Sam, she made him a promise that this was it. No more going back and forth, no more hiding, sneaking around and empty promises. Two weeks later she solidified that promise by giving him everything he wanted within three days. Sam and Mercedes had eloped and the only people present were Tina, Kurt, Blaine, and the minister. The next night Mercedes had went into labor and gave Sam the greatest gift he had ever received, a baby girl, Miona Olivia Evans. She was six and a half pounds and Sam was completely in love with her. Mercedes still kept her job as an event planner part time but, besides fulfilling the terms of his contracts for his endorsements Sam, decided to devote most of his time to his family. They survived against the odds, there was some backlash about their affair, while some called Mercedes a home wrecker and whore, sent her hateful tweets and letters, others were glad to see that she rescued Sam from the poison that was Quinn Fabray.
Mercedes never saw Quinn again after her second trial; the judge sentenced her to thirty years without the possibility of parole. Quinn's lawyers fix it where she would end up in a psychiatric hospital. Mercedes wanted to visit her and ask her why she did what she had, but Sam made her change her mind. All in all Mercedes and Sam were able to make it through thick and thin.
"So how does big sister look?" Mercedes asked the two men of the house, while Miona twirled around in her dance costume waiting for their approval.
Sam let a loud whistle while he took Ethan's two hands and clapped them together earning a laugh out of everyone in the room including Ethan himself.
"So are we ready?" Sam asked.
"Yes let's go see our baby girl get her dance on."
When the four had arrived to the auditorium Miona's godparents Blaine and Kurt were already seated and waiting. Miona, as usual, ran up and hugged them both like she hadn't seen them in years when she just saw them yesterday. Once Miona was born, Kurt and Blaine spent more time in LA then they did in New York. So, when she turned six months they both decided to move to LA when Blaine got a job as a judge on a music competition show called Americas Next Big Star and Kurt found work as the head stylist for a popular teen drama. The two had made plans to adopt Quinn's son when she was sentenced and he went into the system but after Quinn exposed her affair with Will Shuester, his wife Emma filed for divorce and was granted full custody of his son Jackson. Even though Blaine and Tina both spent a total of two nights in jail and received three years' probation for the stunt they pulled on Quinn, Blaine's reputation actually took a turn for the better. The husbands were happy with the way everything turned out and were expecting a baby in four months through a surrogate.
"Hey guys thanks for coming." Sam said as he took a seat next to Blaine who instantly reached for Ethan who gladly went right to him.
"Are you kidding, we were the first ones here. We are so excited to see Miona up on stage making us all proud." Kurt said excitedly. "I know she is going to dance circles around all the other little girls."
"Kurt be nice, you have already pumped that girl head so big." Mercedes told her bestie.
"Hey, just stating the facts."
"He is right baby, you have to admit Mimi is the best one in her age group and probably others." Sam added.
"I know that, I just don't want her to grow up conceded."
"Please, she is far from being conceded." Blaine chimed in. "Isn't that right Ethan, yes it is, yes it is." He said talking like a baby.
After the show Sam took everyone out to eat to celebrate the great job Miona did. Kurt and Blaine, begged the two of them to let the kiddos spend the night with them, and after twenty minutes of debate Mercedes finally gave up and agreed.
"So we have the house all to ourselves what do you want to do?" Sam asked once they were back home and settled on the couch.
"I could use this time to get some cleaning done. Miona's room is the cleanest in the house and that is an understatement." Mercedes said snuggling into Sam's side.
"Yeah, we do need to tidy up a bit, want some help."
Sam and Mercedes cleaned a total of two rooms the living room and dining room. When they made it to the kitchen somehow a simple task of washing dishes, turned into a small soap and water fight, which turned into Sam spraying her with the nozzle soaking Mercedes shirt completely. The water was cold and as Sam stared at his wife dripping wet from waist up he couldn't help but notice the way her nipples began to perk up and harden, becoming very visible through her t-shirt. That was all it took for the water fight to turn in to Sam lifting Mercedes on to the breakfast nook and pulling up a chair to sit in while he feasted on her most delicate area.
Mercedes didn't even remember how she ended up naked, but that was the farthest thing on her mind as Sam was humming the theme music to his favorite show around her clit. Usually he would sing it quietly in his head but tonight he thought he would try something different. Mercedes didn't know this and Sam would never tell her, but he had this strange obsession with making her come before he reached a certain part in the song each time. And if right on Que, he felt her clit start to twitch as the kitchen filled with the sound of Mercedes' loud moans and screams as she flooded his mouth with her sweet juices.
"I hate that stupid song." Mercedes said breathless as she came down from her climax.
"I know but imma make you love it." Sam said leaning down to kiss her lips so she could taste herself. "From now on every time I show you some special attention I am humming that song."
"Sam no...oh." Mercedes didn't get a chance to finish because Sam had used that opportunity to slip inside of her.
After all these years, being inside of Mercedes was still the best feeling in the world. Sam kissed her passionately sucking gently on her bottom lip. He pulled her closer to him where the two were sitting up with her half way on top.
"Remember when we sneaked away at Mike and Tina's place during his birthday party?" Mercedes asked as she slowing began to ride, Sam.
"Um...yes." Sam said with a moan. "I believe it was the night Ethan was conceived."
"Mm hm, remember what you did to me?" Mercedes picked up her pace and he started nibbling on the skin of her shoulders. "Sam...shit."
Sam grabbed Mercedes by the hips to stop her from moving he pushed her up and turned her around to where her back was facing his front. He kept 0his hold on her hips and guided her down in his lap until he fully entered her from the back. Mercedes leaned back against him putting her arm around his neck as she rocked her hips into him.
"I love making love to you Mercedes; I never get tired of this." Sam said kissing down her neck.
He snaked his hand down her body starting with her breast taking his time and kneading each of her nipples between his fingers. Next he moved down her stomach and the feel of his hands was making her body start to tremble. His hands continued on their journey until he rubbed two fingers along her slit and brought them back to her lips. Sam almost lost his mind as she sucked her wetness from his two fingers. "You want another taste?"
Sam repeated the action giving her another taste and just like before she sucked on his fingers hungrily, causing Sam to lose control. He wrapped one arm around her waist and held her tight pulling Mercedes into him faster and faster, while using his other hand to strum her clit. "Is this what you wanted?"
"Yes." She could feel the warmness in her stomach it was only a matter of moments before she had her second orgasm.
"Your pussy is squeezing me so tight, you gonna cum for me?" Mercedes began to match his movements and Sam was alternating between strumming her clit with his fingers and lightly slapping it with his hand.
"Oh my god...Sam! Yes!" She screamed as he kept up his ministrations and a few seconds later Mercedes' body was shaking violently.
Sam watched her as she climaxed. Her eyes were shut tight, her hands were clenching her thick thighs and she was biting her bottom lip. Just the sight of how beautiful his wife looked and the way her body was quivering atop of his was enough to make Sam explode and he came with a deep growl.
"I love you Mercedes." Sam said as they slowly rode out their orgasms.
"I love you too Sam, so much." She said turning her head slightly to kiss him softly on the lips.
Even though they had struggled through all the trials and tribulations over the years, Sam and Mercedes had finally reached a point in their lives were for once everything was perfect.
KILLING ME SOFTLY.
AN: So it is finally finished! I have to admit I feel kind of bittersweet about this story coming to an end. It started out as a one shot and escalated into a multi-chapter fic. I tried to touch basis with everyone, and I hope you enjoyed it. Tell me what you think in a review about this chapter or the whole story in general, I would love to hear what you think.
I can't express enough how humbled and gracious all the love and support you the readers have shown me for this story. It made me want to write more and more. Thank you so much for all the love and sticking with me on this crazy ride that was Killing Me Softly.
Up next I will update my two others stories and then I have a new fic that is partially written called How to Save A Life, and I will do a five chapter fic for a prompt I did on tumblr called The Bracelet, so look out for those. Once again thank so much for everything.
All my love,