Hi everyone!
So I'm back updating on Fridays since I highly doubt there will be another chance for me to update on the early week.
I'm going to let you all know that I have only 18 days of school because then we're gonna start a thing involving work, so these 19 days are going to be hell for me, so if I won't update anytime soon you know why; as soon as I start this work thing I'll be able to update regularly.
Anyway, back to the story, I hope you're liking it!
Enjoy the chapter, and thank you for reading lovelies!
The blonde was sitting in her car with her head against the wheel crying.
The Latina got inside the car in the passenger seat looking intensively at her friend and resting one hand on her pale arms pushing her backwards against the back of the seat.
«Quinn, what happened? Why are you crying like this?» the brunette asked worried as she kept her gaze focused on the blonde, who just shook her head and got off the car, leaning herself on it.
Santana went to the blonde's side and hugged her, but Quinn pushed her away looking at the Latina coldly.
«You don't get to do this, Santana. So just don't.» the taller girl scoffed angrily and started to go inside the school but the brunette grabbed her by her arm and turned her so they were face-to-face.
«I know I hurt you. Okay? Let's do this, get in the car and I'll drive you home, and if you want then we can talk, and you can tell me what made you cry like this. Or, you can just shout at me and send me away, whatever you want, just please let me take you home.» the blonde then nodded at Santana's words and got into the passenger's seat as Santana got inside the car too.
The ride home was silent, but Santana could easily understand that the blonde was freaking out just from the way she was breathing, so she let the wheel go with her right hand and grabbed the blonde's left one, who squeezed it tightly.
«Not going anywhere, blondie.» Santana said smiling softly and giving a squeeze to the blonde's hand in return. Quinn looked at her confused at first but as she felt the Latina squeezing her hand back she smiled shyly blushing and trying to take her hand back, but the brunette tightened her grip.
«It's okay Quinn, don't worry.» the Latina said smiling and giving a quick glance at the blonde next to her who just kept blushing and turned her head towards the window and looked outside.
After some more minutes the two cheerleaders were in front of Quinn's house.
«So… are your parents home?» the Latina asked unfasting her belt and biting her lip looking at Quinn who just shook her head still looking out the window. «Do you prefer going to my house while they're at work?» Santana asked again concerned, but the blonde just shook her head once again. The brunette nodded getting out of the car and going to Quinn's side opening the door and giving her hands to the blonde.
«C'mon blondie, let's get inside.» she said as Quinn grabbed her hand getting into her house with the brunette by her side.
As they got inside the Latina went to the kitchen while Quinn stayed in the living room. Some minutes later the brunette got back to the blonde with a glass full of water and gave it to her.
«So, now you drink and try to calm down, alright?» the blonde just nodded making her way up the stairs with the Latina following right behind her. Then they sat on the talker's girl bed, Santana right behind Quinn, the brunette slowly wrapped her arms around the blonde's waist, knowing usually it calmed the blonde, but she soon felt the other girl shiver under her touch.
«I'm not going to do anything, Quinn. Just lay down with me, okay? I know you don't want to talk, I get it, but I want to be sure you get to calm down.» the brunette said softly tracing small circles on the blonde's hips, the latter just nodded, again, and laid on her side, facing away from Santana. The brunette smiled softly and got behind Quinn, spooning her from behind and wrapping her arm around the slim waist and placing her hand on her flat stomach.
Quinn suddenly woke up feeling something poking her butt, she felt the brunette stir a little and then sink her face into the blonde locks inhaling deeply and tightening the grip on the blonde's waist, pulling her even closer. Quinn smiled and turned around gently trying not to wake her up and she looked at the beautiful view in front of her. She ran her fingers in the dark locks as she stared at the brunette.
«You're being a creep, blondie.» the Latina mumbled with her eyes still closed. Quinn blushed deeply feeling the brunette chuckling.
«I-I'm sorry… I thought… I thought you were sleeping.» the blonde stuttered as she tried to get away from the brunette, but then she smirked and looked again at her friend. «Little S. down here isn't being any less of a creep, ya know.» the blonde laughed loudly when the brunette's eyes shot open and she loosened her grip on the blonde.
«Oh my God, I'm so sorry Quinn, I mean, I didn't… It's not my fault… It's just… Quinn? Wait, babe, what are you doing?» the brunette mumbled as her friend got slowly on top of her, each leg on one side of the tanned girl's body, hazel eyes looked intensively into cocoa eyes, as the blonde traced her fingers along the tanned skin.
«You're so beautiful, San.» Quinn said lowering her head as her lips met the brunette's in a soft kiss. The brunette ran her hands on the blonde's back, as the taller girl started to grind on her and traced kisses from her lips to her jaw, then she kissed the tanned neck earning a throaty moan from the girl underneath her.
Santana's hands went inside the blonde's skirt and panties grabbing firmly her butt, Quinn let out a groan and looked into the Latina's eyes while her hands trailed their way to the hem of the brunette's Cheerios' top and slide it off her body and then did the same with her own.
«Always no bra. Wanky.» the brunette said smirking as she lowered her head and took one nipple into her mouth as she pinched the other with her fingers while Quinn let out small groans while she still grind above the brunette. As the Latina let go the blonde's nipple with a pop sound, Quinn got off her and placed her fingers around the waistband of the other Cheerios' skirt and trailed it off her long and toned legs along with her red spanks and compriming underwear. Quinn took a hold of Santana's cock and began to gently stroke it while she looked in the brunette's eyes liking her lips as the Latina threw her head backwards and let out a raspy groan.
«You're so hard, let me help.» the blonde said in a husky voice and she heard the brunette hum in agreement while her hips where jerking up on their own accord. Quinn let out a small chuckle and then she lowered and mouth and licked the tip of the Latina's cock slowly circling it and letting her tongue lick back and forth the slit on it. Quinn then looked at Santana and smirked licking her cock again. She took in a deep breath before swallowing the head. Santana moaned her hands flying to Quinn's blonde locks.
«Oh my God, Quinn…» the blonde worked her throat swallowing more of Santana further down her throat. She moaned around the hard member making the Latina cry out at the vibrations that went up her back. Quinn swallowed more until the tip hit the back of her throat and she had to control her gag reflex. Her head and hand moving at the same time and Santana's hands tightened on the back of her head. The Latina felt like the air got knocked out of her lungs. She looked down and saw Quinn's blonde head bob up and down and her eyes nearly crossed. Quinn hallowed out her cheeks sucking harder and harder moaning loudly. She felt Santana's hands pull her tighter and tighter and her hips jerking again. Quinn slowly let the cock go with a loud wet pop and looked at Santana, who had threw her head back once again. One of Quinn hands made its way to her upper body and grabbed one of the brunette's breasts and rolled the nipple between her fingers while her other hand kept stroking the girl's cock while her own mouth was taking it in inch by inch slowly until she reached the base and sucked on it while taking it out and sucking even more the head. Quinn kept alternating from stroking the Latina's cock to taking it in her mouth, liking and sucking it and then, as she kept sucking it, she lifted her gaze and locked her eyes with cocoa ones looking at her while she bobbed her head up and down.
«God, Quinn… you should, fuck, I'm gonna, oh Gosh, Quinn plea- Oh fuck Quinn!» Santana moaned at the top of her lungs as her head hit the wall behind her and her eyes rolled into the back of her head while Quinn felt the Latina's warm load fulfill her mouth.
The blonde released Santana's member with a pop sound and she stood up taking her skirt and red spanks down leaving them on the floor as she crawled on the bed and got on top if the brunette smirking. She leaned in and captured her lips in a slow and passionate kiss as her hand rested on the tanned cheek while Santana rested hers on the pale back of the girl above her, to keep the blonde close. When the two girls parted, Quinn rested her forehead against the Latina's and smiled softly.
«I missed you, kitten.» the brunette whispered and when she opened her eyes she found hazel eyes looking at her watering. «Quinn, no, please. Listen, I missed you, as in your body, as in your mouth around me, yes, that's true, I'm can't deny it.» Quickly she felt the blonde trying to get off her but the Latina tightened her grip as with her other hand she forced the blonde to look at her.
«Santana, let me go, please.» Quinn said in a whisper as tears started to toll down her cheeks, the brunette cupped her face with both hands and wiped them away.
«Let me finish, okay? I was about to say that all of what I said is true, but, I also missed this. And by this, I mean having you in my arms, whether naked or not; I just love being able to hold you close to me, I love hearing our hearts beat together, I love being able to touch your skin, your hair, to see you smile at me. That's what I missed the most, Quinn.» the brunette finished wiping away the blonde's tears smiling softly as Quinn cuddled into her, resting her head under the Latina's chin.
«Quinn?» Santana called the blonde in a whisper and she heard the taller girl hum against her chest. «Do you need me to… you know…?» the brunette trailed off and she felt and heard the blonde chuckle as she grabbed her hand intertwining their fingers.
«I'm good, San. I just wanna lay down with you.» Quinn said lifting her head to look into Santana's eyes. The brunette smiled and grabbed the blanket covering them both while the blonde adjusted herself above Santana. As the Latina began to stroke the blonde locks, she felt Quinn shifting nervously, so she lowered her hand on her bare back caressing her soft skin.
«Sanny?» as the brunette heard her nickname she smiled widely, she loved hearing the blonde calling her like that, it was the nickname she started using when they were five.
«Yeah, kitten?» the blonde lifted herself enough to rest her head on the brunette's shoulder so she could look at her while she talked.
«Do you like this? I mean staying together like this while you hold me.» the blonde asked looking hopeful at the brunette and as soon as she saw Santana nodding she guided the hand she was holding on her stomach, rubbing it softly.
The two girl made eye contact once again and the brunette smiled as Quinn left her hand cupping her cheek instead and she felt the Latina's hand keeping rubbing her belly. They stayed still for some minutes in complete silence, when Santana closed her eyes and sighed.
«I can't.» The Latina whispered as she untangled herself from the blonde getting up.
Quinn sat straight on the bed covering her body with the sheets as she observed the Latina getting dressed as fast as she could without even glancing at the blonde.
«Why not? I know it will be hard for both of us, but we can sort it out if we're together.» the brunette kept shaking her head while Quinn talked, the blonde got up wrapping herself in the sheets as she approached Santana. «San, you know you want this too. You proved it just one minute ago.» the blonde rested her hands on the Latina's shoulders while the brunette kept her back to her. «Santana, please-» the blonde was cut off by the Latina, who jerked off from her grip and turned around glancing at her; the blonde could clearly see every emotion in those cocoa eyes: from pain to anger, from disappointment to fear.
«Stop it, Quinn! I didn't say that I don't want to, I said that I can't! Stop trying to convince me, stop trying to read me! You're gonna raise your child with Finn! So just stop, okay?» the Latina yelled and Quinn jumped in fear stepping back from her and embraced herself as tears threatened to fall.
«But… Santana, I don't want to raise the baby with Finn, I want-»
«To raise it with me, I know. I-Look, I have to go.» the brunette said softly grabbing her bag and leaving Quinn standing in her room alone and heartbroken, for the second time, over the same topic.