Chapter Two: Colliding

IN THE CAR

"Can you at least drive a little faster?" Santana was becoming very impatient.

"It seems somebody here is desperate... You have to anticipate..."

"What did you expect? What else do you want me to do? I'd do anything!"

"Anything... So I just say what I want and you will obey?"

"YES! I would do anything!"

"Start with pushing your skirt down..."

Santana did everything to make it as pleasable as possible for Brittany. The irrational thought that the blonde would hurry up, came across Santana's beautiful mind.

"What should I do now? Please... Tell me!"

"Pull up your top!", Brittany demanded with her powerful, husky voice. Santana obeyed. She mentally slapped herself for being so controllable.

Even though I met her just an hour ago I could picture me having a future with her. Here comes another slap. What was I thinking? A few hours ago you couldn't stop crying because of a girl that dumped your sweet ass and now you're thinking about this girl in your future.

Her mind was wandering away as she noticed how Brittany's lips moved frequently. She must have said something. "Santana! Are you even listening?"

"What? Have you said something?", Santana responded, slowly coming out of her daydream. "For somebody that wants me the whole evening, you're doing a hella good job to ruin it and not gettin' anything from me tonight... I should just drop you off at your place and take care of myself tonight whilst you're too occupied with ignoring me, to do it yourself!" Brittany's voice increased.

She knew that was the only way Santana would start to listen and obey. Once more she repeated her sentence. "I'd do anything!" "Cause you already took care of your skirt and your top... I would say... Wait!" "What? Wait? Why?", Santana screamed at Brittany.

"I want you to be a whimpering mess when I decide to finally let you cum.."

A moan was all that Santana could manage to let out. She didn't quite realize what was happening until Brittany stopped the car.

Santana looked out of the car to see that they were standing in the parking lot of a well-known restaurant. Her wetness between her legs plus sitting next to a very very attractive blonde made it really hard for her to speak. She tried to think of various ways to confront Brittany about their whereabouts. Santana couldn't come up with anything so she had to take the shot. "What are we doing here?"

"You have a decision to make... Either I help you with your little problem down there", she said while pointing in Santana's crotch, „but we stay here in this very busy parking lot, or we have to drive all the way back to town to go to your apartment or mine. So...? What are you gonna do?"

Taking the risk of being spotted Santana jumped up from her seat to jump on top of Brittany. „What are you going to do now, Britt?" She tried to switch the roles of who's in control but failed miserably.

"How about you place your sweet ass on the backseats and find out yourself...", Brittany just smirked right into Santana's face. Without hesitation she placed herself in the backrow and pushed her legs wide open.

A perfect view for Brittany. Even she had problems to control herself with such an appealing offer. Eventually the blonde caved. Santana just waited for her to do something, so to see Brittany coming close was a very big success. She gave herself a mental high-five.

Lost in her thoughts Santana didn't even notice Brittany kneeling in front of her. She started to bite on her lip and licking them. She couldn't wait to taste what Santana tastes like.

"Since you did what I said, you will be rewarded." And another high-five for Santana.

Brittany reached out for Santana and found herself touching Santana most sensitive area. The dark-haired beauty just couldn't take it anymore and started to move her hips against her fingers hoping it was enough friction to gave the latina what she wanted all along. Brittany quickly figured out what was happening and removed her hand as far as possible.

"You have to wait... If you won't, I will stop and then you get nothing at all... You want that?" Brittany clearly wears the pants. But I like that... I can't wait to show her that it can be very satisfying to be controlled. "No. I'm so sorry. Please forgive me."

"This was the last time I accept that apology. One more time and you'll know what it's like to be neglected." "I promise it won't ever happen again. I'm so sorry. Thank you for your kindness.", Santana begged. "Now put your hands behind your head and they better stay there. Otherwise I WILL STOP!"

Santana's hands moved there. She wasn't going to risk her last chance to release that growing heat in her stomach. "Good girl. Now spread your legs." Santana did it without any hesitation.

Brittany – again – reached for Santana's crotch, only to find her in a very desperate state. She is wet. No, she is dripping. "That's only for you... Only you can make me so wet!" "You're such a little whore for me, aren't you? Dripping and spreading your legs for me to touch you? Tell me what do you want me to do?"

"Just make me come! I don't care how! Just do it!" "You don't care at all? That's a little desperate and indecisive, don't you think?" "Alright, alright... Lick me!"

"Oh no, you don't get to change your mind all of sudden!" "Fine, if you won't help me, I'm going to do it myself!", Santana smirked in Brittany's face. As soon as the blonde started to open her mouth to protest, Santana's hand slowly makes her way down her body.

Brittany couldn't deny that that was the hottest thing she ever saw. Including the threesome with two girls she had a little while back. Come on. I'm hot! She remembered exactly how many times the two girls made her come before she drifted off to the best sleep she ever had. I mean with eight orgasms, you are pretty tired.

The blue-eyed beauty started to come out of her daydream to realize what was happening. Santana is touching herself. She decided that that wasn't okay and pulled the latina's hand away roughly. "What you're doing right now is not how I planned it to go! STOP!" "Why should I? Tell me ONE good reason why I should stop what I'm doing? I mean you won't touch me at all. I have to take care of myself." "This will have very bad consequences, lady !" "I don't think anything is worse than you not touching me!"

"Then better be prepared for what I'm doing next!", Brittany said as the realization washed over Santana's face and hit her right in the head. She couldn't wait for what's coming next. With that she leanded her head back into one of these old car pillows.

She wished that this night will never end.