Sooo, this is the last part of this installment. It takes place exactly where the first chapter ended.
It's purely smut with a little bit of flufiness.
Thank you all for your kind reviews. A HUGE Thank you for TTalks for proofreading it, you rock!
"You know, Q..." Santana trailed kisses through Quinn's neck up to her jaw and took an earlobe on her mouth, licking it softly "...you could just have asked, baby, I'd gladly let you eat me out..." kissing Quinn's shoulder she then stopped to suck on her neck, making sure to leave a mark there "...cause I've been dying to taste you." She pointedly licked a path from her collarbone to Quinn's right breast effectively taking one nipple in her mouth.
Quinn threw her head back and moaned softly, tangling her fingers through Santana's dark hair, her panties were definitely ruined by now, she was definitely ready, and, as Santana pinched one nipple while sucking and licking the other, she let out a loud desperate moan. "Santana, please, please." She tried to push Santana's head where she needed her the most but her friend was having none of it.
The brunette smirked much to Quinn's annoyance. The blonde's hips bucked as Santana cupped her through her panties in surprise. "You're soaked Quinn." She started to trail kisses down Quinn's body and felt as the blonde's abs tensed under her. "Has eaten me out let you this wet, Q?" She looked up and saw Quinn nodding and bringing a hand to cup her own breast. " Use your words, Q."
Feeling like torturing Quinn a little bit longer, Santana purposely avoided touching Quinn where she needed and, adjusting herself, started to trail kisses down the blonde's legs.
" Fuck, Santana, I need you." Quinn tried to reach for Santana but the brunette just chuckled and ducked her head making Quinn whine pitifully and buck her hips once more.
Taking pity on the blonde, Santana started to kiss the inside of Quinn's thigh, nibbling and leaving marks here and there. Santana took her time and by the time she finally reach Quinn's sex, the blonde was squirming with want. " Where do you need me, Q?" She gave Quinn's covered pussy a soft, barely there bite and heard as the blonde moaned loudly.
" Inside, San, inside." Feeling like by now, any touch would give the release she wanted so much, Quinn reached for Santana's hair and tried to pull her closer to her sex. The brunette - who was also wanting it just as much as her friend - tore Quinn's panties in half and without further ado, licked from the blonde's entrance to her red swollen clit, this made Quinn's back arch off of the bed and almost knock Santana out of it.
" Oh fuck! San, never stop." Quinn said in a high pitched tone making Santana giggle.
" It's not a choice anymore, Q." Santana took Quinn's clit into her mouth and sucked hard, at the same time she pushed two fingers inside making Quinn come for the first time.
" Oh God, oh god, oh god." The blonde grabbed Santana's head with both hands unable to stop herself trapping the brunette between her legs. Santana continued to pump her fingers in and out of Quinn in a maddening pace while sucking, licking and kissing the sensitive bundle of nerves, making Quinn come again and again then fall limp into the bed.
She continued to lap and clean Quinn from all of her sweet essence, slowly removing her fingers from inside the blonde and putting them into her mouth, letting it out with a pop.
Quinn was a mess of limbs and bones, unable to stop her body from spasm and to form a coherent sentence. Santana held a proud smirk to her face at the sight.
Placing kisses all over Quinn's body, Santana finally reached the blonde's lips. She braced herself on her elbows and carefully started to put Quinn's hair - that was all over the place - behind the blonde's ear, all the while peppering kisses on her face. Quinn still had her eyes closed and smiled at Santana's actions.
" That was really intense..." Santana said playfully kissing Quinn's neck " and awesome." she finished with a smile on her face at seeing the blonde slowly opening her eyes with a lazy smile etched on her features.
"Guess you are that good." Quinn answered sheepishly casting her eyes down.
Santana smiled down at her " Yeah, I am that good and you are that delicious and next ti-"
" Next time?" Quinn inquired raising an eyebrow.
" Yes, next time, Fabray" - Santana answered rolling her eyes. "you owe me a dinner for molesting me in my sleep." Santana tried to sound stern but failed making Quinn giggle.
"I didn't see you complaining, in fact you came back for more." Quinn pull Santana's head down, making the brunette lay on top of her and started to softly ran her fingers through her dark locks.
They stayed in that position for a few minutes until Santana finally broke the silence.
"Q?" She looked up and saw Quinn had her eyes closed.
"Mhhmm…" The blonde answered but did not open them.
"You sleeping?"
Quinn smiled and shook her head no, opening her eyes to see Santana staring intensively back at her. " I was almost." She smiled softly at her friend and put a strand of her behind Santana's ear. The brunette tried to get up but Quinn stopped her. " What?" She put a hand under Santana's chin making her look up again.
" Why did you do it?" Santana asked after a little while.
"Did what?" Quinn was genuinely confused. Santana didn't answer she just stared at Quinn; " Oh" The blonde blushed hard and sitting up straight, looked down at her lap where Santana was now sitting, almost straddling her. She shrugged her shoulders. " I- I- don't know I thought I... you are so" she gestured to Santana's body with her hands "and then I... I don't know."
" What did it mean for you?" Santana asked almost afraid of the answer.
Quinn smiled softly, realizing that Santana was just as unsure as she was. Just as afraid and insecure about the destiny of their relationship now. It had changed it all, for sure. They always had this kind of unspoken agreement, they would always support each other but still, would be caught dead admitting it. But, what about now? Quinn acted by impulse but Santana liked it, she liked it and wanted more and Santana wanted too, she had said so. Quinn took a deep breath and cupped Santana's face "Seriously, I have no idea. All I know is that I wanted it and maybe for a long time I did and never realized it. You are beautiful, Santana, you are my best friend. You are the person I go to when I'm having a hard time. You are the person that is always there for me despite of everything." She sighed and continued "So, no, I don't know what it means but, I hope it means that I am just as good for you as Brittany is."
Santana sure did not see that one coming and her faced showed it. "What about Brittany?" She asked
"I know about you two." - Quinn sighed sadly as Santana pushed herself off of her lap and stood next to the bed, she saw as the brunette put up all her defenses and instantly regretted bringing Brittany up, it was none of her business but she couldn't help.
"You know nothing about Brittany and I, in fact, you know nothing about me at all." Santana started to look for her panties in a hurry but Quinn stopped her grabbing her arm.
"Wait, sorry, I" - She spun Santana around and stared at her for a few seconds before pulling her by the neck and kissing her, hard, and was reciprocated just as much. Soon, they were both, finally completely naked, and on the bed, Santana pushed Quinn on it and laid on top of her, kissing her forcefully, opening her mouth and letting her tongue slip into Quinn's mouth who happily obliged.
Soon, Santana was kissing down Quinn's neck and tits, sucking and fondling them like there was no tomorrow.
"You know nothing about Brittany and me" She said while pinching one nipple while her other hand reached down to Quinn's pussy to find nothing but wetness. Involuntarily, Quinn's legs opened making Santana smirk. "We did it once, maybe twice, I was drunk, can't remember." She swung one leg over Quinn's hip in a way that her centers were touching making both moan in pleasure.
Quinn's leg wrapped around Santana's waist and they both started moving in tend, they were both wet which made things even more pleasurable. "Fuck, San, fuck" Quinn chanted trying to keep her eyes opened to see the beautiful painting in front of her.
"It was always you, Quinn, always you." Santana started to rock back and forth and so did Quinn, their pussies rubbing against each other. When their clits touched, Quinn let out a cry and Santana inhaled trying not to come right there, wanting this moment to last as much as possible. But as Quinn started to moan louder and louder, she started to go faster furiously humping Quinn who had her eyes closed and was trashing beneath her.
"I'm coming, Santana, fuck" Quinn was trying to find something to hold onto, by seeing this Santana quickly took her hands in hers and looked down "look at me, Q." and Quinn did.
Whey their eyes locked, they came in unison. Santana continued to ride Quinn until they were both limp and she fell against the blonde.
"That was amazing but, do never talk about Brittany when having sex with me again." Quinn said in a serious tone but Santana knew she wasn't mad.
"As I said, it was always you, Q, always you."
Hope you liked the end!