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Brett hears incessant knocking. He groans, flopping over in his bed to look at the clock.
"What the fuck." Brett groans. "It's fucking two in the morning." he mumbles to himself pulling on a pair of boxers and nightshirt before heading to his front door.
He grabs his thirty-eight from the nightstand just in case. One can never be too careful especially since he is a cop. He holds the gun at his side as he looks out the peep hole frowning when he sees who it is. Putting the gun on the table next to the door he opens the door.
"San?" Brett says.
"He cheated on me." Santana sobs falling into Brett's arms.
"Oh San," Brett softly says gathering her up in his arms and carrying into the living room.
He places her on the couch wrapping a blanket around her for comfort. He's unsure of what to do, but if nothing else is going to be there for her.
"What's wrong with me?" Santana sobs curling into him.
"Absolutely nothing." Brett quickly says.
"Then why does he keep cheating on me." Santana sobs into his chest.
"I don't know San, he's well you know what I think of him." Brett softly says rubbing her back.
"I know sometimes I wish I had meet you first." Santana softly says curling even more into him.
"I sure wish I'd meet you first." Brett says wrapping his arms tighter around her.
"How come you always know what to do to make me feel better?" Santana asks.
"Because I just listen to you." Brett says.
"At least someone does." Santana scoffs. "Puck never listens to me at all. He only ever thinks of himself."
"Why are you still with him then?" Brett asks frowning.
"Because I do love him despite everything." Santana says wondering if what she's saying is true.
She's here with another man instead of trying to work this out with her boyfriend. It's causing her to question herself.
"He's an asshole who doesn't deserve you." Brett tells her.
"You're too sweet B." Santana softly says.
"Well he doesn't." Brett says staring at her as she leans in closer.
"And you think you do?" Santana softly asks.
"I'd certainly treat you better." Brett says as she leans in to kiss him.
The moment their lips touch all rational thoughts leave their minds. They're kiss quickly turns into a complete make-out session. Santana maneuvers herself so she's straddling him still kissing him. She gently strokes her tongue against his lips waiting for him to open his mouth. When their tongues touch their start to battle for dominance. His hands start exploring her torso under her shirt. He flips them over breaking the kiss to catch his breath.
"B," Santana whines trying to pull his head back down.
She wants his lips back on hers now. He's so addicting that she just wants more. Nothing else matters to her, but kissing him and feeling his amazing abs.
"What?" Brett asks running his hands under her shirt towards her breasts.
"I want you so bad." Santana moans running her hands under his shirt along his abs.
He literally rips off his nightshirt throwing it to the side before pulling off her shirt. He cups her breasts leaning in to kiss her. She surges up catching his lips with hers sucking on his bottom lip.
"Too many clothes," Santana moans.
She unclasps her bra revealing her rambunctious twins throwing her bra across the room. Immediately he leans down and wraps his lips around her right nipple sucking. She moans throwing her head back running her fingers through his hair as he flicks her nipple with his tongue.
"Oh fuck," Santana moans feeling herself getting wetter and wetter.
At this point she knows that her panties are completely ruined. Nothing has ever turned her on this much before. She feels him harden and poke her in the thigh.
"B, I need you." Santana moans.
He lets go of her nipple with a pop before kissing his way up to her lips.
"Is that so?" Brett asks pushing himself into her.
"Yes," Santana moans.
He learns back on his heels working her jeans and ruined underwear off of her legs. He licks his lips as he stares at her glistening core all he wants to do is dive in and taste her. The aroma coming off of her is so intoxicating to him he can hardly think.
"I want you." Brett moans his eyes never leaving her core.
"Fuck B, do something." Santana moans.
With that he dives down kissing his way up her inner thighs. She runs her fingers through his hair pushing his head down into her more. When he finally reaches her core and places a light kiss on her lips down there she moans arching up into him. He uses his arm to hold her down as he starts to gently push his tongue into her.
"Oh B," Santana moans closing her eyes.
He starts really eating her out moaning at her taste.
"So wet," Brett moans trying not to buck himself against the couch.
"Shit," Santana moans as he starts sucking on her clit.
Smirking he pulls back and sits on his heels. She frowns at the loss of contact and looks up at him gasping when she sees that he's pulled himself out and is pumping himself. Slapping his hand away she grips him and starts working on his shaft causing him to harden quickly.
"Fuck, I want to be in you." Brett moans.
She leans back on the couch pulling him with her.
"I want you in me." Santana softly moans.
"How badly do you want me?" Brett asks smirking.
"Shit, I need you to fuck me." Santana moans trying to buck up into him.
"I didn't hear you." Brett moans.
"I need your big cock in me now." Santana whines.
He smirks as he removes her hand from his shaft positioning himself right in front of her core. He gives himself a few last pumps before circling the tip of his shaft on her clit. Deciding not to tease her anymore he pushes into her.
"Oh so big," Santana moans wrapping her arms around him.
He places his hands on either side of her head as he pushes the rest of the way into her. Pulling back he thrusts back into her setting a nice steady pace.
"Fucking shit, right there." Santana moans clawing at his back.
"You feel so good." Brett moans slamming into her hard.
"Oh god don't stop."
He continues to pound into her watching as she throws her head back in ecstasy. He can feel the scratches on his back not caring one bit.
"I'm so close." Santana moans.
"Come for me." Brett instructs.
With that she let's go, her eyes rolling in the back of her head, her whole body shaking. He gasps as she squeezes him unbelievably tight falling over the edge himself. He shouts strings of cum deep into her. He lazily continues to pump in her bringing her down from her high.
"That was…." Santana hoarsely whispers still wrapped tightly around him.
"Amazing," Brett finishes for her staring down at her. "So…"
"Take me to bed this couch is rough." Santana demands still wrapped around him.
He wraps her legs around his waist before standing up still inside her.
"Oh," Santana squeaks tightening her grip around him.
He carries her up to his room where he gently places her on the bed still in her. He starts to get hard again and smirks looking down at her.
"Ready for another round?" Brett asks.
They go another three rounds before they both fall asleep completely exhausted.
Santana cracks a single eye open trying to figure out where she is. It's then that she remembers that she went to Brett's after she caught Puck cheating on her again. Snuggling back into Brett she sighs contently when she feels his arms wrap more securely around her. She's never felt more loved in her life than she is right now in his arms.
"B," Santana whispers turning in his arms to face him. "B, wake up."
"Umm," Brett groans pulling her on top of him as he turns on his back.
She settles between his legs her head laying on his chest.
"Are you awake?" Santana asks kissing his chest.
"I am now." Brett says opening his eyes.
"Did we make a mistake?" Santana softly asks.
"No baby, I don't think we made a mistake. You know that I love you and I will do anything for you." Brett softly says running his fingers along her check.
"I know," Santana whispers leaning into his touch. "I'm just scared that Puck will hurt you."
"Hey, no one is going to hurt me." Brett softly says cupping her cheeks. "I promise that I won't let anyone hurt me or more importantly you."
"But…." Santana trails off.
"No buts San, I can and will protect you if you want." Brett offers hoping she'll take it.
"I'm not sure what I want." Santana says snuggling into him enjoying the fact that their naked flesh is touching.
"Tell me when you know." Brett softly says understanding it might take some time for her to change the way she's been thinking for the last few years.
He hopes that soon she'll see that he can take better care of her than Puck and dump him. Until then he's content with having her in his arms whenever she needs or wants him.
"I guess I should head home." Santana says sitting up causing the blankets to pool around her waist.
Brett licks his lips as he stares at her breasts. All he wants to do is ravenous her.
"I want to introduce you to someone." Brett says looping his arms around her waist.
"Who?" Santana asks frowning, she's pretty sure she already knows all his friends.
"It's a surprise." Brett says grinning.
"Well we'd better shower first, we stink like sex." Santana says getting up. "I'll shower first."
"Whatever you want San."
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"Brett!" Lily shouts running over to Brett and leaping in his arms.
"Hey little one," Brett says swinging her around.
"Can we go to the park?" Lily asks.
"Sure, but first I want to introduce you to a special friend of mine, Santana." Brett says motioning over to Santana.
"Hi," Santana softly says unsure of who this child is to Brett.
"Hi Santana," Lily happily says. "She's really pretty." she whispers in his ear.
"Yes she is." Brett says staring down at Santana who is blushing.
"Okay B, put me down and let's go to the park." Lily says.
Brett puts her down and she runs to the truck sliding into the back. Chuckling he takes Santana's hand as they walk towards his truck.
"I'll explain everything at the park." Brett softly says knowing she must have a lot of questions.
"Just tell me she's not your daughter." Santana softly says as they reach the truck.
"She's not," Brett reassures her.
"Thank god," Santana whispers as they get in.
"PARK! Let's get going." Lily shouts wiggling in her seat.
Santana smiles as she looks at the little girl sitting in the backseat happily humming to herself while looking out the window. She can't help, but think that if her and Brett actually had a child together said child would look like Lily. The little girl has slightly tanned skin, light brown straight hair and bright blue eyes.
"I'm sorry I didn't warn you." Brett says taking her hand with his right.
"It's okay she's really cute." Santana says smiling back at Lily.
Brett pulls into the park's parking lot and smiles at the fact that as soon as he parks Lily jumps out of the car and takes off for the jungle gym. There are about seven other kids there which makes Brett happy as he'll actually be able to talk to Santana instead of having to play with Lily the whole time. He takes Santana's hand as they head towards an open bench.
"So what's with Lily?" Santana asks facing him.
"She was part of a case Sam and myself were a part of. Two years ago her parents were murdered after they called the police after witnessing a huge drug deal. Sam and myself were the first ones on the scene and I found Lily who was five hiding in a cupboard." Brett tells her.
"Oh that's so sad." Santana says trying not to cry for this little girl. "Why hasn't anyone adopted her?" she asks.
"She always runs away from foster homes. She's been attacked to me since that night." Brett says sighing.
"It's so sweet that you look out for her and take her places." Santana says leaning her head against his shoulder.
"I'd adopt her if I could, but with my crazy work schedule I can't." Brett sadly says.
"Brett," Santana sadly says. "You're amazing. The fact that even after two years you still check up on her is just amazing." she tells him.
"You know that I'll always look after you too." Brett softly says.
"Brett,"
"No San, I can protect you if you just let me. Leave Puck I'll make sure he doesn't hurt you." Brett tells her.
"I don't know B, I've been with Puck for so long though." Santana says looking out at Lily.
"Just stay with me tonight at least then I'll know you're safe." Brett begs.
"What you want little one?" Brett asks smiling at her.
"Everyone had to leave so you two need to play tag with me." Lily demands.
"I guess we could." Brett says with a twinkle in his eye.
He leans over and kisses Santana's cheek.
"You're it!"
Lily giggles as her and Brett run away from Santana who's fuming. She hates getting tricked.
"I'm going to get you!" Santana shouts after them.