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"So...do you have a side of the bed you prefer to sleep on?" Brittany asks me once she's finished unpacking her bag. I'm still stood in the middle of the room, awkwardly, not knowing what to do. No ones ever been inside of here before, it feels really weird.
The truth is, I'm terrified. This room holds so many memories of my love, there are things in this room that I don't want Brittany to find. I suppose I'm paranoid, I have this odd feeling that something's going to happen, a picture of Brittany is going to appear out of nowhere. That's obviously not going to happen, I know where everything is and for now, it's safe, I can't help but worry though. Like I said, no ones ever been in here, my Dad has, three years ago, but that's different, so much has happened since then.
I'm a different person now.
"No, I don't." I tell Brittany. "You can sleep anywhere you want." As long as your sleeping on the bed, next to me.
"Thank you." I hear Brittany mumble. I frown at this, why is my love thanking me? Brittany seems to sense my confusion so she continues. "You know...for letting me stay here tonight, I-I really appreciate it, Santana." And the butterflies in my stomach are back.
I shake my head at my love. "Honestly, it's fine, you can stay here whenever you want." That's true, she can stay here whenever she wants. As long as she tells me in advance, otherwise she'll see my Brittany room. I'm already having withdrawals, I need to put my beautiful pictures of Brittany back up on the wall as soon as possible, I can't have them stored in a box forever, it's unfair to them.
"Thanks." Brittany says again, sending me a shy smile. I watch as Brittany sits down at the foot of my bed. Oh my god, Brittany's on my bed, this is such a turn on. "Do you spend a lot of time in this room?" She asks me.
I nod my head. "Yeah, I study in here a lot." Not to mention, staring at pictures of you. This is one of my favorite rooms, it's my Brittany room, my memory room, when I'm not following Brittany, I'm usually in here, watching Brittany.
"Cool." Brittany says. "I'm actually really surprised, I didn't think your room would be like this."
I laugh as I walk over to bed, sitting down next to my love. "What did you think it would be like?" I ask, turning my head to face Brittany. God she's so beautiful.
Brittany shrugs her shoulders. "Different." She answers. After a few moments of silence, my love continues. "I just didn't think it would be like this."
"Did you think my room would be really girly?" I ask, chuckling. I bet a lot of people wouldn't expect my room to be like this. "Most of the cheerios have really girly rooms, did you think it would be like that?" I ask when Brittany doesn't answer.
"I suppose so." She says, staring around my dark room. I should really open the curtains, there's no need to keep them closed today, not when my secret is hidden.
"Do you want me to open the curtains, let some light in?" I ask. The darkness doesn't bother me, when it comes to this room, I'm used to it by now, I think Brittany finds it a little creepy though. Besides, my curtains are always shut for a reason.
"That would be nice." Brittany says. I immediately stand up and make my way over to the window. With my hands on the curtains, I quickly pull them open, the brightness making me squint. Too much light in this room now. It's going to be hard to adjust.
Once the curtains are open, my eyes trail down, revealing a scrunched up piece of paper just behind the curtain. I'm curious to know what this is, I certainly can't remember putting the piece of paper here, what's on it? Maybe it's just some notes I took in class, years ago? Perhaps it's nothing more than just a scrunched up piece of paper. It's old though, I'm guessing at least three years old.
"Is everything okay?" The sound of Brittany's soft voice pulls me away from the piece of paper I'm currently having a staring contest with. I sharply turn around to find Brittany now standing up, making her way over towards me.
"I'm fine." I say quickly, stopping Brittany in her tracks. "I don't suppose you could get us some sodas from downstairs?" I ask, suddenly regretting it. How rude of me, I'm supposed to be doing everything for Brittany, not the other way around. I'm mentally kicking myself right now, I can't believe I said that. What if Brittany hates me now?
"Okay, I'll be right back." Brittany says, hurrying out of the room. I guess that's a good sign, right? I mean, I hope she doesn't hate me.
When I hear Brittany running down the stairs, I turn my attention back to the scrunched up piece of paper in front of me. I quickly open it up, eager to find out what's written on it.
Brittany Pierce.
Likes to read books.
Friends are strange, they seem dangerous.
She's joining something called Glee club.
Her neighbors are never home.
I need a camera.
After seeing what is on that piece of paper, I can remember it clearly. I remember writing a list of things about Brittany, back when I was just getting to know her. I remember writing more, I can't remember what happened to the rest though, I suppose the more I got to know Brittany, the more I didn't need the list. I don't know how this piece of paper got here, maybe I put it here the day I decided to decorate my room. The day I decided to create a Brittany room. I guess I'll never know.
"I-I got the sodas." I hear Brittany saying as she re-enters the room. I turn around to face my love, carefully placing the scrunched up paper in my pocket.
"Awesome." I reply, smiling widely. I watch as Brittany goes to sit back down on the bed. I follow her actions and sit down beside her, staring at the television. Maybe I should ask Brittany if she wants to watch something? A romantic movie? Ooo, maybe a horror, then she'll get scared and cuddle into me. I'll protect her by holding her, I like that idea. I don't however, like the thought of Brittany being scared.
"Can I ask you something?" Brittany says, opening her soda and taking a few sips. I nod my head, curious to know what Brittany wants to ask.
"You can ask anything." I tell her. Whatever Brittany asks me, I'll answer honestly, apart from if she asks me what I'm hiding underneath my bed, I don't think she'd like to know.
"W-why...why do you lock your door?" She questions, with hesitance. Wow, I wasn't expecting that, I didn't think she knew about the lock on the door. "I noticed when I walked in here, there's a lock on your door...y-you don't have to answer it's just-"
"N-no, it's okay to ask." I shake my head, interrupting Brittany. "I have a lock on the door because..." Well I have no idea what I'm about to say. What the hell can I say? 'I lock my door to keep my secret hidden.' Yeah, that's not suspicious at all.
"Because?..." Brittany gestures for me to continue.
I can see her staring intently at me, I know she wants an answer, it's not like it's such a big deal though. Loads of people have locks on their bedroom door, right? After staying silence for a few seconds, I finally speak. "I just really like privacy." That's honest, privacy is important to me. I don't like being disturbed.
"Do you always lock the door?" She asks. Yes my love, yes I do.
"Not always." I lie, shrugging my shoulders. "Just sometimes, you know, when I wanna be left alone." Which is pretty much all of the time, apart from when it comes to Brittany, I never want her to leave me alone.
"Okay." Brittany whispers, taking another sip of her drink. I still haven't opened my soda, Brittany's hands have touched it so I really want to add it to my collection. I'll put it on display when Brittany leaves.
"Do you have a lock on your bedroom door?" I ask, breaking the silence. In a way I love the silence, I get to listen to Brittany breath. I don't think she's keen on silence.
Brittany shakes her head. I know she doesn't have a lock on her bedroom door, but that's another secret. "My parents wouldn't let me lock the door." She answers, scanning my room with those beautiful blue eyes of hers. It's as if she's trying to find something. "My parents would think I'm hiding something if I locked my bedroom door."
"Oh?" I say, quirking an eyebrow. "Is that so? Just because someone locks their bedroom door doesn't mean they're hiding something." And that's me, trying to defend myself. Oh shit, was that rude? "I-I'm sorry for being rude, Brittany." I apologize, lowering my head in shame.
"You weren't being rude." Brittany laughs, playfully slapping me on the arm. God I love it when she touches me like that. "You can have an opinion, Santana." No, not when it comes to you, my love. I should agree with everything you say, it would be a crime not to.
The silence is once again back. I hope Brittany doesn't find me boring, I swear I'm not a boring person, I do loads of stuff. "Wanna watch a movie?" I ask when I realize my love probably isn't enjoying herself.
"Sure." Brittany says. I smile when I hear her answer. "What movies do you have?" Hmm, let me see, I have lots of videos of you...but you don't want to see those. I have a few horrors, but I don't want you to be afraid...
"What kind of movie do you want to watch?" I ask my love. I watch as Brittany crawls up my bed, her back leaning against the headboard. So hot. I love how she's trying to get comfy.
"Erm...I-I'm not really sure." Brittany says, playing with her fingers.
"We can watch a comedy, if you want?" I suggest, trying to figure out if I actually have any funny movies. I'm sure my Dad does.
"Yeah, sure." Brittany smiles. I nod my head and point to the door, letting Brittany know that I'm just going to get a movie and I'll be right back.
As soon as I leave my bedroom, I sprint down the hallway nearly falling on the floor. I don't want to leave Brittany alone in my room for too long, in case she finds something. I'm not accusing my love of looking through my stuff, not at all, I'm just a little scared in case she does see something. I've never left anyone alone in my room before, not that anyone's ever been in recently, but still.
I run into my Dad's bedroom and throw myself down on the floor, quickly looking through the movies he's got. I pick up a familiar movie and then leave my Dad's bedroom, rushing back to my own. Thankfully when I get inside, I notice Brittany is still in the same position, she hasn't moved. I'm glad she hasn't found anything. That makes me happy.
I hold up the video to Brittany, I hope she likes it. "The Hangover." She reads, squinting through her glasses. I smile and nod my head.
"Have you ever seen it?" I ask.
"No." Brittany says, shaking her head. "Is it a good movie?"
"Yeah it's awesome, me and my Dad saw it a couple of years ago, I think you'll like it." I tell her. "It's a funny movie." I add. Brittany smiles and agrees to watch it. I turn on the television and set everything up. Thank god I didn't leave a video in here.
Once the movie starts, I walk around to my side of the bed and carefully lie down, next to Brittany. We're only inches apart and I'm dying to touch her. I know for a fact I wont watch most of this movie, my attention will always be on Brittany. She smells so good right now. I love the way she smells. Maybe I should reach out and hold her hand, there's no crime in doing that.
"You were right, this movie is funny." I hear Brittany say. She's laughing, which makes me laugh too, I'm glad she's enjoying this. When I turn my attention back to the television, I realize that the movie has been on for over an hour. Wow, how time flies. I'm too caught up in thinking about Brittany and how much I want to touch her, I've completely lost track of time.
I'm going to do something, and I have to do it now. "C-can I hold your hand?" I ask Brittany nervously. Her smile fades, making me regret speaking. Brittany turns to face me, ignoring the movie she was so into.
"Yes." She whispers, never taking her eyes off of mine. I smile and slowly reach out, grazing my hand across the top of hers. I stroke her hand softly before looking down at our entwined fingers. Her hands are so soft, she always has soft hands. But wait...is she a little cold?
"Are you cold?" I ask, suddenly feeling guilty about not warming the room up. Shit Santana, that's the first thing you should have done. Brittany's cold because of you. All because of you.
"A little." I hear Brittany say. Without thinking, I take Brittany into my arms, holding her close to my chest. I freeze once I realize what I have done. After a couple of seconds, Brittany relaxes in my embrace and urges me to hold her tighter. My pleasure.
I'm pretty sure my hearts about to explode, having Brittany this close to my body just does things to me. My only regret is not doing this sooner. I spent three years admiring this girl, loving her, protecting her, three whole years just watching her from a distance. Now, I have Brittany in my arms, there seriously isn't anything better than this. The best part? She's here willingly. She wants me to hold her, she wants my kisses and cuddles, it just makes me love her even more. My love is perfect, and she's all mine.
We watch the rest of the movie in silence, just enjoying being together. I never wanted the movie to end, but it did, and as soon as the movie ended, I was no longer holding Brittany, she immediately sat up on the bed and asked, "what's next?"
"Erm...we could," my thoughts are interrupted by the sound of the front door opening. Dad's home. "Pizza, I guess." I say to Brittany, whilst letting out a little chuckle. Brittany smiles widely and crawls off the bed. I follow her. "Lets go downstairs then." I tell Brittany, gesturing for her to leave the room first.
When we walk into the living room I see my Dad sitting down on the couch taking off his shoes and jacket. I'm nervous for him to meet Brittany, apart from Lexi, he hasn't seen any of my other friends. He also thinks I'm straight so hopefully Brittany wont introduce myself as her girlfriend. Not that she is, but you know...she will be.
"You must be Brittany." My Dad says as he stands up to shake my loves hand. "It's nice to meet you, it's very rare that I get to meet any of Santana's friends." He laughs.
"It's n-nice to meet you." Brittany stutters, shaking my Dad's hand. He's making her nervous, why does he have to be so god damn tall! "I must be one of the lucky ones." She adds. My love is lucky, she's mine.
"Did you get the pizza?" I ask. I can see the pizza on the armchair but I just felt like asking anyway's.
"Yeah, here it is sweetie." Dad says, handing me and Brittany our pepperoni pizzas. Mmm it smells delicious. "Are you eating downstairs or upstairs?" He asks.
"We're eating in my room." I tell him. My Dad has this confused look on his face, I think my love can see it too. "Is that a problem?" I add when he doesn't seem to say anything. He shouldn't have a problem with me and Brittany eating upstairs, I always eat in my room.
"I'm just surprised." My Dad says as he sits back down on the couch. Surprised? Why is he surprised? "You must mean a lot to Santana if she's letting you see her room." He jokes, opening his pizza box.
Out of the corner of my eye, I stare at Brittany, watching her reaction. She looks intrigued, I have a feeling she wants to know more. This is bad. "What do you mean?" She asks, never taking her eyes away from my Dad.
My Dad begins to eat his pizza, he doesn't speak until he swallows all of his food. "Well...you see." He begins, picking up his beer and taking a large drink. "Santana's very protective when it comes to that room of hers, it's been at least three years since she let me see inside." Oh fucking hell, why did he say that? "I guess that's what high school does to you." He shrugs.
"Well enjoy your pizza, me and Brittany are just going to go upstairs now." I say to my Dad, nudging my love gently so she leaves the room. I don't want him revealing too much, it's making me look suspicious.
"Bye!" I hear my Dad shout when me and Brittany walk up the stairs. I roll my eyes, what an idiot.
Once we get back inside of my room, Brittany and I sit back down on the bed, I open the pizza box and take in the delicious smell of pepperoni pizza. Mmm, it doesn't get much better than this. I look up to find Brittany taking small bites out of her pizza, she looks cute. It's at this moment when I realize this is the first time in three years me and Brittany have ate a pepperoni pizza together. Butterflies form in my stomach when I start to take everything in.
"Are you enjoying it?" I ask Brittany. I know I am, I'm loving every moment of this.
"Yeah." Brittany replies, covering her mouth so I don't see all of the food. I smile, she looks adorable, I think I'll keep her pizza box and add it to my collection. "Thank you for this." She adds.
"It's okay." I tell her. We continue to eat our food, every second I find myself glancing at Brittany, just to see what she's doing. I get to spend the entire night with this beautiful girl, it's going to be so much fun.
When we finish our pizzas, Brittany lies back on the bed, too full to move. I smile at my love before crawling off the bed and placing the pizza boxes on the floor. I'll throw my empty box in the garbage later, I'm definitely keeping Brittany's though. I then get back on the bed and lie down next to my love, facing her. I can smell her breath. Such a nice smell.
"Santana." Brittany says, turning on her side to face me. I stare at Brittany intently, wondering what my love wants to say. She hesitates a few times, opening and closing her mouth before finally asking, "Why hasn't your Dad seen your room in over three years?"
I had a feeling she would ask. It's times like this when I actually hate my Dad, why didn't he just keep his mouth shut? Was it really necessary to say that? I take a deep breath and sigh. "We talked about this earlier." I say, gazing at Brittany.
"I-I know." She stutters. "It's just...when we talked about the whole, locking the door thing, I assumed your Dad would still be coming in here." She says.
"Brittany...I just-"
"N-no, you don't have to explain yourself, I'm completely out of line here." My love says, making me frown. Brittany will never be out of line, she's allowed to say whatever she wants. "Don't disagree with me, I-I am." She adds, holding up her hand.
"You're honestly not out of line, I understand why you would be so curious about this." I tell her honestly. "Like you said earlier, your parents would never allow you to lock your bedroom door because they would think you were hiding something." I pause for a moment, trying to figure out what to say next, before continuing. "And here's me, with a lock on my door and a father who hasn't been inside of here for over three years, I understand your curiosity." I finish.
"Santana...is there something you're not telling me." Brittany asks nervously. I move closer to my love, needing to be closer. I can feel her breath on my face.
"Yes." I whisper.
"A-and what aren't y-you telling me?" Brittany asks in a shaky voice.
"I..." Then there's a pause, a long pause because I don't know what to say. I'm so confused about this conversation, the questions she's asking are making me think, I'm a little worried now. But if there's one thing I need to be honest to Brittany about, it's my feelings.
"I really like you, Brittany, as more than a friend." I whisper. Well, when I say 'really like', I secretly mean, you're the love of my life and I can't live without you. I don't want to creep her out though, so 'really like you' will just have to do, for now. The anticipation is killing me, I'm curious to know what Brittany has to say. I hope she doesn't hate me. I'm just being honest.
"I really like you too," she replies, shocking me. My love really likes me, oh my god, I'm having a heart attack.
"Y-you do?" I ask nervously, still not taking all of this in.
Brittany gulps and manages to get out in a soft voice, "yes."
I bring up my hand, gently caressing Brittany's cheek with my fingers. My touch is so soft, Brittany can barely feel it. Feeling her breath still on my face, I lean closer and press our lips together. It's a passionate kiss, a kiss that describes my feelings perfectly, it's my way of saying 'I love you'.
I then break the kiss, our eyes connect for a moment before Brittany closes the gap between us and captures my lips with her own. I moan at the contact and immediately kiss Brittany back, loving the way her soft lips feel against my own. I continue caressing Brittany's cheek with my fingers as our kiss never breaks. Shivers run down my spine, the kiss is perfect, it's everything I've ever wanted, it's even more passionate than the last time. Brittany then deepens the kiss, placing her hand on my waist and pulling me closer.
She runs her fingers up and down my side, her hand even sneaking under my shirt a couple of times. It turns me on even more, I remove my hand from Brittany's face and then run my fingers through her long blonde hair. Brittany opens her mouth and allows my tongue to slip inside, we both moan in response. Our tongues meet and electricity sparks through us, we both need and want more.
Our breathing is heavy, we both need air but neither one of us wants to break the kiss. Brittany's delicious, I can't get enough of her, her taste, her touch, I've never felt this pleasure before, it's exciting me. Feeling bold, I remove my fingers from Brittany's hair and place my hand on Brittany's waist, just like she has hers on mine. I stoke her body, loving the feel of her, the noises coming from love sends me into overdrive. I need this.
I break the kiss, we are both panting and trying to catch our breaths. Brittany smiles at me whilst licking her lips, I return the smile and not a second later, I lean in, placing my lips on her neck. Brittany moans and lifts her head back so I can kiss her more. I lick her neck a couple of times, loving the taste of her before sinking my teeth into her, slowly sucking.
"That feels so good." Brittany moans as her breathing increases the more I continue. I lick and suck at Brittany's neck until I can't take it anymore, my need for her growing by the second. I let my hand slip underneath Brittany's shirt, I smile when I feel the goosebumps on her side, she's liking this just as much as I am.
I break away from Brittany's neck and look into my loves eyes, hesitating for a moment before finally asking, "can I make love to you?"
Brittany smiles in response, she pulls me back into her, grabbing my waist softly. Brittany captures my lips with her own, once again we moan at the contact. This is a good sign, isn't it? Brittany enters her tongue back into my mouth, this time the kiss is more sloppier, we both need this, we're both in need of pleasure. When Brittany breaks the kiss, she tilts her head and begins to nibble on my ear. I shut my eyes, loving the way her tongue feels against my ear, the ultimate turn on. Brittany then whispers into my ear...
"I want you to make love to me." My whole body shivers, the need in Brittany's voice is overwhelming. She wants this, she wants me to make love to her. We're finally doing this, after years of waiting, I finally get to pleasure my love in such a beautiful way.
We both sit up and face each other. I run my hand underneath Brittany's shirt again, loving the way she arches her body back. Brittany raises her arms as I help her out of her shirt, revealing her white bra and small beautiful breasts. My mouth waters as I look down my loves beautiful body, I've never seen her like this, she's even more perfect than I imagined. "You're so beautiful." I whisper as I place my hands on her body. I run my hands up and down Brittany's body before finally stopping when I reach her breasts. I massage her breasts with both of my hands, loving how great it feels. I then let go of her breasts and place my hands on her back, unclasping her bra and watching as it falls down her body and onto her crossed legs. "Mmm." I moan when I see those beautiful breasts of hers, pink and erect. I'm about to place my hands back on her when my love stops me.
"The door." She whispers. I nod my head, fully understanding what Brittany means. I crawl off the bed and make my way over to the door, grabbing the key and quickly locking it so my Dad wont interrupt us.
"I guess it's a good thing I have a lock on my door." I joke as I make my way back over to Brittany. My love laughs and nods her head, agreeing.
I crawl back on the bed and cross my legs, just like before. I look into Brittany's eyes and wait for a nod of confirmation before slowly placing both of my hands on Brittany's breast. "Oh god." I hear Brittany say as I slowly begin to massage her breasts, never taking my eyes off that beautiful face of hers. I run my fingers over her erect nipples and gently pinch them, earning another moan from my love. "Y-your shirt." Brittany mumbles, tugging at my cheerio shirt.
I nod my head and take my hands off Brittany. My love shakily moves forward and reaches for the hem of my shirt, asking for permission before slowly pulling it upwards. I raise my arms to help Brittany out, I then throw my shirt across the room once it's off. I look at my love, her reaction is just like mine, she's staring at my breasts with nothing but lust. I take Brittany's hands and place them both on my breasts, I can tell Brittany's nervous so I decide to help her out a little bit.
"You can massage them...if you want." I tell Brittany once her hands are covering my breasts. Brittany nods her head and begins to rub my breasts. I bite my tongue, trying to refrain from screaming, Brittany's touching me for the first time, and it feels incredible.
With my hands doing nothing at the moment, I reach around and unclasp my bra, letting it fall to my feet. I quickly kick it off the bed and move closer to Brittany so I can touch her too. We both massage each others breasts, letting out small moans. My nipples are now completely erect, my love keeps pinching them, I never want her to stop. I want more of Brittany though, so I remove my hands from my loves breasts.
"Lie down." I tell her in a shaky voice. This is all new to me, I've never done anything like this before so I'm hoping I wont disappoint Brittany. My love lies down on the bed and places her hands above her head. Her eyes have darkened, I can see how turned on she is right now.
I seductively crawl on top of Brittany and press my lips against hers. I moan into the kiss, my tongue running across her lip, begging for access. Brittany grants me access and I enter my tongue slowly into her mouth. I lower myself down on Brittany's body so our breasts are touching, I move backwards and forwards a little, massaging her breasts with her own. I then break the kiss and slowly move down her body, never breaking eye contact. Whilst looking at Brittany, I stick out my tongue and slowly lick her erect nipples. "Oh god." Brittany moans, throwing her head backwards.
"Do you like that?" I ask, taking her nipple into my mouth and sucking on it. Brittany moans in response, removing one of her hands from behind her head and running it through my hair. With my free hand, I place it on Brittany's other breast and begin to massage it again. "M-more, I need more." Brittany begs.
I release Brittany's nipple from mouth and make my way further down her body. "Can I takes these off?" I ask my love, referring to the jeans she's wearing.
"Yeah." Brittany replies, sitting up a little. I nod my head and follow Brittany by sitting up. I run my hands across her stomach and then unbutton her jeans, tugging them down a little. Brittany lifts herself up so I can take them off. They quickly slip down Brittany's long legs and then I throw the jeans across the room.
"Lie back down." I whisper to my love, who does so immediately. With my shaky hands, I open Brittany's legs, revealing a wet patch on her panties. I lick my lips, loving how wet my love is for me. I lean down and plant a kiss on Brittany's covered center. Brittany gasps and lets out a loud moan. I can feel the warmth coming from her. "I-I'm going to take these off." I tell Brittany, just so she knows.
Oh god, I'm going to see Brittany completely naked. I can't contain my excitement right now, my heart is racing so fast I think it's going to explode, this is really happening. I'm trying desperately to control myself, I have a feeling I'm to cum and I just can't let that happen, not before I've made love to Brittany.
Brittany lifts her body up so I can remove her panties. I slide them down her legs and just like the rest of her clothing, I throw the panties across the room. I'm sure we will find them later. I then look into Brittany's eyes, I know how exposed she must feel right now, I want her to know that it's okay, she's beautiful and I'm going to make her feel perfect. I let my eyes fall down Brittany's body, just seeing her like this is making me want to cum.
I lean down and plant a kiss on Brittany's soft blonde curls. "Mmm." I hear Brittany say. I kiss her center a few more times, treasuring every part of her. She smells delicious, she's so aroused, I just want all of her in my mouth.
I then kiss the inside of Brittany's thighs, going back up until I reach Brittany's center again. Brittany inhales sharply when I slide my tongue through her wet folds. Holy fuck, I'm going to cum soon, she is irresistible. My love tastes like nothing I've ever tasted before. I continue to eat Brittany out, licking up all of her juices, greedily. When I reach her clit, I immediately take it into my mouth and suck it, loving the small screams coming from my love.
"Fuck, Santana." Brittany moans, throwing her arms above her head. I smile whilst continuing my actions, seeing Brittany like this is driving me crazy, I need to release. After a couple of minutes, I make my way back up Brittany's body, pulling her in for a long passionate kiss. "I can taste me." Brittany comments as she runs her tongue across my mouth, tasting herself. So fucking hot. "Let me take off your skirt." Brittany says, reaching down to remove my skirt.
I watch my love, the sweat dripping from her forehead and her glasses are all steamy. I lick my lips, I can't believe she's all mine. Nobody else's, just mine. Brittany helps me out of my skirt and it soon joins the pile of clothes on the floor. I lean over Brittany, waiting to see what she does to me. Brittany then cups my center with her hand, slowly rubbing me.
"Fuck." I hiss when Brittany grabs my center, eager to touch me more. My love slides her hand down my panties, gasping when she feels how wet I am.
I almost die when I feel Brittany touch me. I have to bite my lip to prevent myself from cumming, it's too soon and I can't let it happen yet, but I don't think I'll be able to last for much longer. The love of my life is touching me, she's pleasuring me, this is too fucking good to be true. "You're so wet." Brittany comments, running her fingers through my folds.
"You're so beautiful." I whisper, staring at Brittany with nothing but love in my eyes. I see her blush and more sweat appears on her forehead. I just want to taste it, lick it all off. I want to feel every single part of Brittany's body again.
I lean back so Brittany can take my panties off, I still can't believe we're both naked, in my bed, it's like a dream, a dream I never want to end. Brittany looks down at my center and licks her lips. Brittany then sits up a little and runs her fingers through my soft dark curls. With her fingers, she gathers all of my arousal and then seductively brings it to her mouth, licking her fingers clean. Holy fuck, Brittany's just tasted me.
"You taste amazing." Brittany says, moaning as she gathers more of my arousal, and once again, licking her fingers clean. Her actions are really sending me over the edge, I've never seen anything hotter in my entire life.
Not being able to take this anymore, I throw my body down on Brittany and immediately press my lips against hers, just like I said, licking all of her sweat, and holy fuck, it's nice. Brittany circles my clit with her fingers, rubbing harder and harder every second. "I need you." Brittany gasps as we break the kiss. Oh god, she needs me. Fuck, I need her too.
I slide my hand down Brittany's body and stop when I reach her center. I look at my love for confirmation before sliding two fingers inside of her. I'm gentle when I'm doing this, Brittany, just like myself, is a virgin and I don't want to hurt her.
"Shit." Brittany gasps when I push my fingers into her. I lean down again and kiss her passionately, letting her know that it's okay. So this is what sex feels like, and fuck, it feels amazing. My fingers sliding in and out of my soulmate, I can't believe this. My center is throbbing, I'm pretty sure I'm soaking Brittany's stomach with my arousal.
I lean down to kiss Brittany's neck, pleasuring my love even more. With my body on top of Brittany, I feel Brittany reach between us and plunge two fingers into my wet pussy. "Oh god!" I scream when I feel Brittany's fingers inside of me. Holy fuck, it's amazing.
The bed begins to rock as we both find a steady rhythm. Our breathing increases as our orgasms approach. We begin to move faster when our bodies adjust to the new feeling. We never break eye contact. I watch as Brittany opens and closes her mouth, the sweat dripping from her forehead. I'm pretty sure someone must be able to hear this but I don't care, making love to Brittany is incredible.
I lean down and whisper into Brittany's ear, "cum for me, baby." Brittany responds with a loud moan. I speed up my hand movements, the sound of our fingers thrusting into each other fills the room. Brittany pulls me closer, placing one hand on my breast and quickly rubbing it.
"That feels good." I tell her, panting heavily.
"Santana, I'm going...I-I'm gonna cum." Brittany informs me, speeding up her hand movements. I plunge another finger into my love, "FUCK!" Brittany screams when she feels my three fingers entering her. I immediately quicken my pace, I want us to cum together and I'm about to fucking explode.
"I'm cumming." I gasp when my orgasm hits me. I throw my head back in pleasure, my nails digging into Brittany's shoulder. Once I've come down from my high, I see Brittany close her eyes, I know she's about to cum so I begin to rub her clit.
"Santanaaaaaa." Brittany moans loudly, her orgasm hitting her. I can feel Brittany's juices all over my hand. Fuck this is better than anything. I continue to thrust into my love until she comes down from her high. I then fall on top of her, pressing our breasts together.
"Wow." I laugh, resting my head underneath Brittany's chin. Brittany wraps her arms around my body and sighs contently.
"We made love." Brittany says quietly, planting a soft amazing kiss on my forehead.
"We made love." I repeat, still not believing that this actually happened. It's a dream come true for me. This has to be the best day ever for me. "And we lost our virginity." I add, realizing I'm no longer a virgin anymore.
Brittany was my first, and my last.
I feel like I'm in heaven, Brittany's arms are wrapped around me, I can hear her breathing, our naked bodies pressed together, it's paradise, nothing but paradise. But as expected, paradise doesn't last for very long, a voice coming from the window startles us. "OH MY GOD!" Oh fuck, it's Lexi.
I immediately sit up to find Lexi at the window, standing on a ladder, staring at us with horror written all over her face. "LEXI WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE!" I shout, covering our very naked bodies with the duvet.
"AHHH!" Lexi screams as all of a sudden, she disappears from our sight. My eyes widen when I hear her crash to the floor.
"What's happened?!" Brittany asks me, clearly worried. I jump out of bed and rush over to the window, looking down at the floor.
"She's fell off the ladder." I tell my love, still in shock. "Lexi's fell off the ladder."