"I love you too Princess" Santana whispered delicately, breathing deeply against Quinn's earlobe before running her lips against it. Quinn's lips parted as a moan escaped her lips… How could only four words drive her body into over-drive? Make her want Santana more than she already did.
"Santana…" Quinn moaned softly as she arched her back against the blanket as she felt Santana's hands moving closer to her breasts…. Painfully slow. The restriction suffocated her as her body begged to be touched. Quinn felt Santana smile against her skin before she rose slowly.
"Yes?" Santana asked innocently. Quinn bit her bottom-lip as a slight shiver ran through her body.
"Don't tease…" Quinn whispered huskily as Santana's hand move back up once again, pinning Quinn again… Not that she would try to escape anyway.
"What else would you like me to do?" Santana's husky voice purr against Quinn's skin as her lips trailed down Quinn's throat to her collar bone.
Quinn's mind tried to construct a sentence but the only intelligent words which formed in her mouth were "Make me yours"….
Quinn arched in pleasure as Santana's teeth gently bit her, marking her as her property. The sudden prick of pain was slowly replaced by a smooth sucking and licking. The sensation sent bolt of pleasure through Quinn's body, making her clench her legs slightly. This didn't go unnoticed by Santana who slid her leg between Quinn's.
CURSE THIS BLANKET! Quinn screamed internally as she felt the slight pleasure of Santana's thigh against her body. Frustration tore at her brain as Santana's lips moved forward with her assault. Quinn's hips arch into Santana's thigh as Santana reached her sweet spot. The pounding in her head grew louder before she felt Santana's thigh move away. A moan of displeasure escaped her lips before Santana pulled away completely.
ARE YOU FUCKEN SERIOUS RIGHT NOW! Quinn's body yelled out as Santana slid over Quinn and her bed gracefully. But frustration was soon replaced by worry as she saw Santana looking down at her.
She is not going to do this to me…. Is this her payback?... Quinn mind ran to blind panic before Santana's hands slide down to her loosely fitting sweat pants. Santana bite her bottomlip as she raised an eyebrow… Quinn watched in awe as she watched Santana's thumb drag down a piece of the sweat pants, revealing tantalizing bronze skin and a black-lace boy-short. Quinn bit her bottom-ip as she watched in awe. Santana slid the sweat pants off, leaving her in nothing but a lacy bra and boy shorts… Quinn's mouth went dry…. She watched as Santana slowly made her way back to the bed, lifting the blankets. Quinn let out an embarrassingly husky moan as Santana moved under the duvet, over her. The feeling of Santana's skin against hers again, sent a shuddering impulse to run through her core. But before she had time to react again, Santana's lips had found her again, overloading her sensors once again….