Quinn POV
"Do you think Bella is giving your mom a hard time?" Santana asked next to me.
The rain stopped the moment we left the building, a few raindrop keeps falling though, but nothing serious. Guess that's alright with me, because cold weather is a bitch.
The cold however, it's incredible.
Even with Santana's warm arm around me and her jacket on, I'm freezing. She is freezing too. That's saying something. Because she's Santana, who never feels cold. She put on my jacket short seconds after leaving Kurt's apartment, but even so, we're both pretty much becoming ice.
"I don't think so, she must be sleeping" I manage to say through my teeth.
"If you say so" She nods with a small smile.
Santana is silent after a few minutes, the only sounds heard in this cold night are our steps in the concrete and the slight rain against cars.
Her arm around me tightened and she sighs. I know her too well to know that something is up.
"What is it?" I softly asked, placing my hand over hers on my shoulder.
"Nothing" She shakes her head and turns around to give me a smile, to assure me, but I know is a fake one.
She lifts her head again, looking straight ahead. Luckily we're just two buildings away from my apartment. Well our apartment, we buy that thing together after all.
"What is it Santana?" I ask again squeezing her hand, trying to ignore how soft and warm her hand feels, and how it makes me feel electricity through all my body.
I know something is bothering her.
"It's just..." She begins nervous, and kind of frustrating "Nothing" she sighs.
God, what is her problem? She has always been so difficult to express herself.
I stop walking and so does she. The cold air makes it hard to open my eyes properly, and maybe the strawberry vodka helped it too.
Santana looks at me sighing, she knows I won't let this go.
"Tell me" I say as I take her arm off my shoulder to take her hand.
It feels right, be with her like this. Like a normal couple would be.
"What is your deal with Puckerman?" Oh right, how I didn't think about that.
I shake my head grinning and started to walk again.
I thought it was something else.
"Hey!" Santana says from behind me, following me. "I just asked you something Quinn" She takes my wrist stopping me "You wanted to know what was bothering me, well that is what bothers me" Her eyes looks straight into mine, loosing my hand and taking my waist.
I really don't need more closeness from her, because I don't think I can control this accumulated and strong need to kiss her.
"Just tell me what's going on between you two" Santana brings me closer, until our chest are touching. What if I just kiss her now to shut her? Would it be okay? "I know you still feel something about me" she whispered close to my lips, and I close my eyes, lifting my hands and supporting them on her chest trying to make some space.
"Santana" I warned her.
"I just know it"
Since I have my eyes closed, I didn't see her approaching even more, I just felt the slight touch of her lips on my cheek, close to my mouth.
Santana leaves her lips there for several seconds, and I don't do anything to stop her either. In fact, I grab her from her jacket pulling her close to me.
She step back after awhile, smiling and offering me her hand.
I guess she doesn't need an answer from me after all.
I can't be any more obvious.
She knows it, and I know it.
I love her. I always will.
But I'm not ready yet...
I take her hand and we both started to walk again, but this time, she laced our fingers.
We entered the apartment freezing, but laughing at something stupid Santana was talking about. I swear that everything she says is funny or stupid, but it makes me laugh at the end.
"Do you want some coffee?" I ask her once the laughter dies, closing the door behind us.
"No thank you, I'm fine" She says taking my jacket off her and I do the same. "So when will be my baby back?" Santana asked supporting herself on the wall.
She looks so freaking sexy, with her hair slightly wet and that dress, and that smile, and those lips, and that body...
"My mom will bring her tomorrow morning" I nod towards her as I support myself on the wall too. I guess I'm still a little tipsy. But this night was incredible, I wouldn't change anything about this night, not even a thing. Everything felt so easy and beyond belief "It's late Santana, and is raining. You should just stay here" Yes, definitely tipsy.
I don't even know what I'm doing or what I'm saying anymore.
Her smile gets wide and her eyes makes holes on mine. But I kinda like that look.
"Really?" She said unconvincing with a frown. I just nod and she smiles, nodding too. "Okay"
Good, because I wouldn't let her go either, it's late and we're in New York city.
We both stared at each other for a few seconds, no one giving away the intense look. But after awhile, Santana shakes her head, smirking.
"I'll go to sleep now" I say, or almost whispering. "You can sleep on the couch"
"Alright" Santana looks at me again with playful eyes and a pretty smile.
Why does she has to be so irresistible?
"Okay" I nod.
"Okay" She repeated, biting her so kissable bottom lip. And I nod again.
Gosh what I'm doing here, I should just go to my room. But it seems like my body doesn't want to.
"Should I take you to your room, princess?" Santana sweetly asked while approaching.
The warmth that settles in me chest upon hearing that word from those lips again, is overpowering, shattering.
She takes my hand and walked us to my room. Our room.
I can't help but melt with every touch and every word that she says.
I know she shouldn't be here. I know I shouldn't let her stay here. But my heart speaks louder.
Once we arrived to my door, Santana lifts my hand kissing the back. She's such a charmer.
"You really look gorgeous tonight Quinn" She says looking me up and down, and with some sadness behind that look, I don't know why. Seeing sadness in those brown eyes, makes me feel sad myself "Well, there's nothing new on that" She let out a small laugh.
"Thank you, you look beautiful too" I whispered back and she shakes her head, with an amused expression. A smile threatening to appear on my face too.
I love everytime she says I'm beautiful or any kind word.
"You're the beautiful one here" Santana starts "And the smarter, and the sweetest, and the hottest, and the-"
"Stop it" I say supporting my weight on the doorframe with a goofy smile.
Jesus I'm like a teenage girl.
"You know I'm right" She shrugs, taking my hand in hers and touching the back with her thumb. This small gesture makes my heart accelerate its rhythm, it's crazy "I guess, this is goodnight then?" She whispered anxious.
"I don't know, I guess it is" I shrug as well, wanting to prolong as much as I can our time together. And her eyes keeps looking at me with intensity, with some shine.
"Well, it doesn't have to be" Santana step closer, leaving just inches of distance between us, and I get a little bit nervous. Her hands takes my waist, firmly, while I try not to give up on her touches, on her "Give me this night" She kisses my cheek, and this time I just let my body and heart be. I firmly grab her face with my hands, pulling her slightly closer "Please" She said against my skin as I feel her lips on my cheek again, kissing me.
"Santana" I whispered her name. And I'm not so sure if I'm pleading for her to leave, or to just take me right here.
"I miss you babe" She says, lifting her face with her eyes and showing so much emotion, is spellbinding "I need you" Her hands tightened their hold on me, gently pulling me in.
She doesn't wait for an answer though, in a matter of seconds she leaned crashing her lips with mine. And it's like seeing fireworks, it's like feeling fire, it's like going back years ago when everything was fine. It's like feeling love.
It's like everything.
Maybe tonight, I could make an exception. Because I just can't endure the pain of not having her for one more second.
I kiss her back, opening my mouth to let her tongue in, heavily breathing. She walk us to the bed, without separating our mouths from each other and we both fall into it. Gently putting me with her arms on bed.
I don't think I can stop this. Not even if I wanted.
Santana's hands slowly start to feel my body, gently touching my thighs under my dress. And I fight back a moan when she squeezed my skin inside my leg, close to where I need her right now. She leaves my lips and begins to kiss my neck, softly sucking in that spot she knows too well. Damn, that feels good.
I close my eyes biting my lips, letting myself get lost in all the pleasure she has to offer me. I unconsciously open my legs and Santana quickly fit in between them, and God, I can feel her big package right there already.
I sigh in her hair, inhaling her sweet scent and grabbing her head, pulling her closer. "Fuck" I breathed, feeling a familiar warm in my lower stomach when she passed her tongue behind my ear.
She then begins to kiss me down, kissing me between my breast and down over my dress. Her eyes are closed though, I don't know why.
Her fingers reach my both hands that are on her hair, and she intertwined our fingers.
I stroke her hair, softly lifting her head and she opens her eyes, smiling at me.
I don't know what she might be thinking, but it's a terrible time to be thinking about things right now, because I need her, badly.
I put her hands on my thighs again, dragging her face up and kissing her, deeply. I kiss her with everything I have, and she does the same. I take the edge of her dress quickly pulling it up, revealing all her perfect body in shape.
We parted from each other's mouths so Santana can take the cloth off her completly, my hands thinks on their own though and they quickly find their way to her stomach, caressing her to make sure I'm not dreaming. Because it feels like one.
She supports her weight on her arms and she leans down again to kiss me. This time, we both whimpered.
It's been so long since the last time I had her like this.
I lowered my hands to grab her ass, and Santana thrust into me, making me groan in her mouth. She lifts my dress and in just seconds we're both wearing just underwear, without stopping kissing.
I part my legs widely and Santana puts all her weight on me, surrounding me with her body. Her hand slowly, very slowly descends from my stomach, touching me with her fingers.
I whimpered against her lips when she cupped me, applying a little pressure there "Fuck San" I say brushing my lips with hers. And she smiles.
I take her bra off, and she does the same, throwing them both away.
She leans down and it's magical how it feels to have her breast against mine again.
I hug her back, not having enough of her.
I put my hands under her panties, touching her ass and pulling her against me as well, trying to feel more pressure.
And apparently she got the hint because Santana quickly pulls her panties down, throwing the last of her underwear away and revealing her cock, Fuck. God how could I last this long without having sex with this goddess.
I reach my hand to touch her, I just can't help myself.
I touch all her nice and soft dick in my hand, enjoying every second.
She's already hard, and big.
Santana leans down, grabbing my face in her hands and kissing me while I keep touching her dick, up and down.
I think I'm already wet for just touching her. I'm more than ready. Santana kiss her way down again, from my chin to my neck; and she grabs my panties, pulling the cloth down completly.
Now we're both naked, I can feel her erection against my wet pussy.
She gently bites my neck, moaning when I lifts my hips up.
I grab her dick with my hand passing it through my wet folds and Santana slowly, start to jerk her hips down. And just like that, in seconds, she is fully inside of me.
"Fuck Quinn" Santana whimpered against my lips before kissing me.
Her hands touch me down, settling one in my right thigh and the other on my waist, with a steady pace.
I put my hands around her back while lifting my left leg and putting it around her waist. She gets even more deep inside of me.
We both keep moaning in each other's mouth. The kiss was getting erratic so Santana pulls slightly away.
"Santana" I moaned, biting my lip when she reached that right spot "Fuck"
Her hands touch me, caressing me. Every part of my skin until she touch my face, grabbing my cheeks and kissing me again. Leaving me breathless.
She keeps thrusting into me, with movements that feels so fucking good. It's unbelievable.
I buried my fingernails into her back, trying to hold on something. I feel like screaming just for the pleasure she's making me feel right now. I hug her tighter, bringing her closer while she keeps kissing me, slowly and caring.
I'm sure our lips will be swollen after all these intense kisses, but I don't mind.
"I love you" She murmured, and my heart stop beating "I love you Quinn" She said again kissing my cheeks, my chin and my neck.
I didn't think she would say that.
It's different now.
She said she loved me the other day, after nine months. And it felt... different.
I love her too, I really do. But I still can't bring myself to say those words back.
And I don't know If I could believe her either.
She slow down the rhytm of her hips, and lifted up her face, looking me down and reflecting pure love on her eyes.
"I love you" She whispered before closing the small distance between us once again. Kissing me in a way that just Santana knows.
Happiness takes over my heart, because despite of all, the fact that I still got Santana to say 'I love you' to me, it's something big.
Just as big as her dick, that keeps pushing me close to the edge.
I stroke her hair as we keep kissing, passion and lust burning in the air.
She's still everything to me, she's still my one and only love. And doing this with her again after so long, it's like living again.
I can feel she's about to cum, her hips movements speed up and the kiss is anything but coordinated right now.
After two or three minutes, she cum hard inside of me, whimpering my name against my lips as I reach my highest point as well.
"Fuck" I moaned out loud. She gives me soft and short pecks on my lips as we both try to catch our breathes.
Her hips keeps moving slow into me though, to ride it out.
God that felt amazing.
I captured her bottom lip in between mine, slightly sucking, and she smiles, leaning down to kiss me properly.
I don't give a fuck if what we did was right or not.
I'll live in this moment, I'll just care about these lips kissing me back right now.
Tonight is tonight, and tomorrow will be another day.
Tonight, it's just me and Santana. Tonight we're just one again.
