To my surprise, Santana moved in to my kiss pulling my bottom lip between her own and sucking lightly. I let out a soft moan and she released my lip after biting down slightly. She pulled away for a second and smiled into my lips. I felt her soft hands slide down my body and rest on my hips pulling me into her. She slowly moved in to kiss me again sliding her tongue across my bottom lip. I opened my lips and instantly her tongue was dancing with my own.
It was like we knew exactly the right way to kiss each other. Our tongues danced in rhythm to the beat of my heart thumping in my chest. I slid one hand up her back into her hair gripping the nape of her neck and the other I rested in the small of her back. Our kiss deepened and I couldn't control myself any longer. I slid my hand around her and up her stomach inching closer to her chest. I found my way to her perfect breast and massaged. At the contact Santana let out a moan into my mouth and I almost lost it right then. I could feel the heat rising between my legs and I needed a release. I felt Santana's knee push my legs apart and her thigh slide slowly up between my legs. When her thigh met my center she grinded up into me and sent shivers down my entire body.
"Oh Santana." I breathed out without thinking. She smiled into my lips and grinded harder into me sending a shockwave of tingly feelings through me. I was massaging her perfect chest and I kissed my way down her jaw and chin to her neck. I bit down and sucked her soft skin into my mouth. Her breath was hot against my ear as she leaned her head down against my own. Keeping one hand attentive to her nipples through her dress I slid the other down her body and traced circles on the soft skin of her inner thigh. I felt her shudder against me and grind harder into me hitting the perfect spot between my legs causing me to moan louder than before.
I slowly danced my fingers up the skin of her thigh meeting the fabric of her red dress. I continued my assault on her neck creeping my lips down to her collar bone biting and sucking in an animalistic way. My fingers dove beneath the fabric of her dress and found their way to the heat between her legs. I could feel that she was soaked through her lace panties and her hips bucked into my fingers as I slid them up the front of her underwear.
I rubbed circles on her clit teasing her through the thin fabric before I heard a loud bang on the door. Santana jumped back putting a good foot of space between us with panic in her eyes. I looked at her confused and searched for the source of the banging.
"HELLO! I NEED TO GO!" I could tell by the voice that it was Sam. I frowned at the interruption. We were so close, my body was on fire and now we had to stop. Santana stood frozen in place with a slightly frustrated but relieved look on her face. Did she not want this to happen? Was she happy we were interrupted?
I opened the door without looking back to Santana.
"Watch out for the leprechaun under the toilet, he stole my lucky penny." I said as I slid past Sam and he darted into the bathroom. I walked into the hallway and headed down the stairs.
"Couldn't you have pissed in a bush trouty?" I heard Santana yell as she walked out of the bathroom slamming the door behind her. I continued my way down the stairs through the living room into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of vodka out of the fridge. I opened the cap and took a long swig of the strong liquor. When I set the bottle back down I coughed and wiped the liquid from my lips. I grabbed a beer out of the fridge. I couldn't hide my frustration after the heated make out session between Santana and me.
Maybe it was a good thing we didn't go farther, we did only meet this afternoon. I couldn't help that I wanted her so badly; I mean she's like a ticking sex bomb that I would love to be within the blast zone for her release. As I took a long swig of my beer I saw Santana walk into the kitchen. Her eyes were searching for me and she looked concerned. When her eyes met mine they softened and a nervous smile crossed her lips.
"Hey." She said as she walked up to me. She kept a safe distance between us and stared at me searching for something, what I didn't know the answer to.
"Hi." I breathed out and took another drink. I needed something to distract myself from the pool of heat between my legs. Just looking at her was sending me back to minutes before when we were in a tight embrace, hands searching each others bodies.
"I'm sorry." I said looking down at my beer. I wasn't sorry for kissing her because I wanted to more than anything. I wanted to kiss her more than I wanted Lord Tubbington to quit smoking. I was sorry for pushing things too far, I didn't even know if she wanted that to happen or if she was just drunk. Her eyes turned quickly to a darker brown with a hurt expression displayed on her face.
"For what?" She asked moving closer to me and putting her hand on my own over my beer.
"I don't know, I think I went too far." I admitted. She looked down and grabbed the beer from my hand taking a long drink. She shook her head.
"Don't apologize." She said and then she took my hand and led me out of the kitchen. I followed her even though I didn't know where we were going. Honestly, I would follow her anywhere.
"Let's head home. It's getting late and we have an early morning." She said as she guided me towards the front door. I nodded and we left the house walking through the front yard still hand in hand.
We walked home in silence; well more like staggered drunkenly down the middle of the street. I couldn't help but think about what would happen when we got back to the apartment building. Would she kiss me and say goodnight? Would she invite me over? What should I expect? We arrived back at our apartment building and made it into the elevator before speaking again.
"I had a really great time with you tonight." I admitted looking at Santana who was staring straight ahead into the elevator doors. She smiled and turned towards me. Before I knew what was happening her lips were crashing into mine and the spark traveled through out my entire body.
Her tongue slid across my bottom lip and slipped into my mouth as her hand found its way into my wavy hair. I wrapped my arms around her body and pulled her flush against me feeling her heart thumping fast behind her rib cage. Our kiss deepened quickly and I was pushing her against the elevator wall grinding into her when the door binged and opened. It brought us back to reality and I slowly pulled away smiling at Santana. I grabbed her hand in mine and walked us slowly towards our apartments. I wasn't sure what was supposed to happen next.
"Well…" I said not knowing what to say when we arrived at the spot between both our apartment doors. Santana leaned up into me and placed a soft kiss on my cheek before letting go of my hand and turning towards her door. She opened the door and turned back towards me.
"Good night Britts, I'll see you bright and early." She said smiling at me. In her eyes I saw the burning desire that I knew was showing in my own as well. I smiled at her and nodded.
"Goodnight Santana. Sweet Dreams of unicorns and rainbows with pots of gold." I said and walked into my apartment closing the door behind me. I let out a loud sigh as I leaned my back against the door. I was still really drunk from the alcohol and high from the taste of Santana fresh on my lips.
I made my way over to my bed stripping off my clothes in the process. I could still feel Santana's lips on my skin and the electricity she caused to course through my veins had me on edge. I slid into my bed and pulled the covers over me. I closed my eyes and memories of the bathroom played through my mind. As if it was out of my control my hand slid down my torso and into the waistband of my underwear. After a few self-induced orgasms I was drifting to sleep easily and without meaning to, I dreamt of Santana.
The next morning I woke up to my alarm buzzing on the nightstand and my head pounded at the sound. I looked at the clock on my cell phone and it was only 6:30 am. I didn't have to be to work until 8:30 so I thought about hitting snooze. I know I had only gotten to bed about three hours ago and I still felt a little drunk so I figured I should get up and try to be sober before work.
I groaned as I sat up and my head pounded harder than before. My stomach was in knots and I knew it was in need of some breakfast. My mind floated back to events from last night when Santana's arms were wrapped tight around me and I felt that tingle reappear through out my body. I wondered if she was awake. I can't believe I forgot to get her phone number before we left last night.
After showering I pulled on my uniform that they gave me at the meeting last night. It was a pair of blue dickies shorts that came down to my knees and an ugly blue and red polyester polo. I don't think anyone can make this look flattering. I brushed my hair and pulled it into a messy ponytail. I looked in the mirror one last time after finishing my make up and shrugged. My hangover didn't seem to be fading so I headed out the door after kissing Lord T Jr goodbye. When I walked into the hallway I saw Santana closing the door behind her and standing in front of me with a bashful smile on her face. I lied when I said no one could make this uniform look flattering because apparently everything looks amazing on Santana. I smiled at her and waved shyly.
"Good morning." I said standing still in front of my door.
"Morning." She said. I kicked my right foot with my left and looked down at the ground. She made me nervous because I didn't know what she was thinking. I knew she remembered last night and I hoped she liked it as much as I did.
"Want to grab some breakfast?" She asked. I smiled wider and held out my pinky for her to grab. She linked her pinky with mine and led me to the elevator.
"So… about last night." Santana began. My heart started thumping hard and fast against my rib cage and I wondered where she was going with this. I was hoping she wasn't going to say that it was a mistake because I know it wasn't.
"We were both really drunk. I don't want it to ruin our friendship, after all we're supposed to become best friends this summer right?" She said smiling at me. My heart sank at her words because I knew that meant she didn't want it to happen again.
"Yeah, totally… I mean… I really liked when we made out." I replied. I wanted to make sure she knew I didn't think it was a mistake.
"I did too." She admitted as we walked into the elevator still linked by our pinkies. I smiled at her confession and wanted to kiss her again but her eyes were telling me not to.
"But we just met and I'm not good news Britt. You're so sweet and innocent; I'd just end up hurting you. I already really care about you and I don't want anything to come between us to cause us not to be friends." She explained. My smile disappeared and I looked down at my feet. How could I go from the most amazing feeling ever to the poopiest feeling in just seconds?
"Okay." I breathed out and looked away from her. I heard her let out a long sigh before I turned back towards her and saw that she was looking at me with concern in her expression.
"Brittany. Just trust me. I'm not someone you want to get involved with. I don't do well with all that feelings stuff. Sex is just sex to me and you deserve so much more than that." She explained staring into my eyes. I nodded in agreement and the elevator doors opened. We walked out of the building in silence and she led me to a small diner a block away.
I felt like she was lying. I mean I know I didn't really have any idea what kind of person she was but since we met she'd been nothing but sweet and kind to me. I couldn't believe what she was saying and I was determined to prove her wrong. If I had to play the friend card and show her exactly how amazing she was to make it so she couldn't keep herself locked away any longer than I would. I had all summer to show her the truth.
Sorry for the tease... who am I kidding, I'm not sorry. Hope you liked it and can't wait to hear what you think. Reviewsss please :]
