"B, slow down. We'll get a good seat." Santana pants after being dragged around the theater by her girlfriend.
"I don't want to miss the previews, Sanny." Brittany whines pouting.
Santana rolls her eyes as Brittany pulls her to the back of the theater. They take the middle seats. No one else is in the theater as it is ten o'clock and this is the last showing.
"B do we really have to watch the movie?" Santana husks in her sexy voice.
"Sanny, it's Cars 2," pouts Brittany.
"B, please I want sweet lady kisses." Santana begs getting up and straddling Brittany.
"Sanny, I'm trying-"
Santana presses her lips on the dancer's shutting her up. "Shut up B, you can watch the movie if I can stay like this and return the favor you did for me last night."
"But San, uh-fuck." Brittany yells slash moans.
Santana smirks as she pulls off the dancer's top, kissing her way down her neck to her breasts. Sucking on her nipple, she hears Brittany moan. The Latina moves her mouth around the dancer's breasts like it is what she is meant to do. She moves to her neck kissing, biting and leaving several hickeys.
"Ohh-" Brittany moans as the Latina carless her breasts, pinching her nipples.
"I owe you for all that you've done for me." Santana whispers before working her hand down the dancer's abdomen. She draws circles on the dancer's washboard abs. She loves the feeling of them.
"Please San, I need you." Brittany moans no longer paying any attention to the movie.
Smirking the Latina unbuttons the dancer's pants. She lifts them both up allowing the Latina to pull them down. Touching around her hot center she feels the wetness already.
"Stop teasing me, Sanny."
Kisses her, Santana plunges both fingers in and begins pumping. Brittany's head flings back as Santana's thumb pushes on her pleasure spot. Brittany tangles her fingers in the Latina's hair.
"Harder-I'm so close," moans Brittany.
Santana obliges putting a third finger in the pumping faster. She feels the dancer's whole body begin to shake. The Latina knows she is close and that makes her pump harder. Letting out a moan that coincides with Brittany. She continues the pumping riding out her orgasm. When the dancer goes limp, she removes her fingers and licks them before going down and licking up the leftover wetness.
"I love you B." Santana whispers kissing her gently.
"I love you too S." Brittany says with a drunk happiness smile on. Brittany moves her hands down her waist.
"Britt we can't the movie's almost over and you need to put your clothes back on." Santana tells her.
"San we're going to have to see this movie again. I didn't even see most of it because of the lovely thing you did." Brittany whispers in her ear pulling her pants up.
"Yeah well, I couldn't help myself." Santana smirks. "Come on babe; let's stay at your house tonight."