"Race you!" Santana called out to Quinn as she ran madly up the stairs toward the pool table. In a barely there pair of panties and tight black tank top, she was certain Quinn was getting quite the show but she would no doubt be stripped naked in a matter of seconds anyway.
Flipping the switch on the light above the table illuminating the green felt, Santana grinned as she leaned provocatively over the table moving the rack of balls along just for grins.
From the moment they had toured the house, Santana had been obsessed with being bent over the pool table and taken from behind. This was beyond the best vacation she had ever had.
"Mmm." Santana hummed into the soft kiss. She gripped Quinn's hips with her hands wrapping her ankles around the girl's waist holding her close. She licked her way along the blonde's lovely skin placing open mouthed kisses on her way to Quinn's ear. Sucking the lobe in her mouth, she used her teeth to gently nip the soft skin as she puffed air into her ear.
"I've always wanted to be fucked from behind on a pool table, love."
"Then taken from behind it is," she murmured in reply close to her lips. Humming softly to her, she stepped back to push down her boxer briefs and threw them to the side before she reached out to tug up the Latina's tank. "I believe you stole one of my tanks Lopez." She grinned and threw the article of clothing to the sides as she ran her hand down her side before joining her free hand in the action. "Can I just kiss you for a few minutes first?" She asked, kissing her lightly.
Santana pressed her bare breasts against Quinn's. Just as it always did, her whole body tingled at the body on body contact. "Won't be the last time I steal your clothes, Fabray. You know it looks better on me anyway."
Santana smirked before losing herself in Quinn's kiss. "For as long as you want." She ran her fingers up and down the smooth skin of the blonde's back. "Kiss me, baby."
Quinn grinned then, her hands moving down the Latina's thighs to spread her legs. She grinned to her and leaned in a little more, kissing her fervently. "I love you," she murmured softly, running her hands up to her breasts and cupped her gently. "You and Rachel are my world." Stepping back from her, she hooked her fingers in her underwear and pulled them down to throw them to the side. She kissed her softly, pulling her off the pool table. Quinn pressed herself close to Santana, letting her feel her erection.
"I love you too." Santana whispered against Quinn's lips as she opened her mouth for Quinn's tongue to tangle with hers. God, that girl knew how to kiss, how to make her toes curl with the simplest of touches. "I'm never letting either of you go, baby."
Sliding her hand across Quinn's abs, her body pulsed as the muscles rippled under her fingers. Wrapping her palm around Quinn's erection, Santana's tongue rolled across the blonde's lips as she dragged her hand upward to the tip.
Groaning as she felt the pull on her erection, Quinn closed her eyes as she kissed the Latina, her own hand sliding in between Santana's legs. She ran her fingers through her folds, circling her clit before circling her entrance. "I don't think I could ever get tired of sleeping with you or Rachel." Smiling, she pulled back so she could turn Santana around and lean her over the pool table. "Let me know if something hurts," she murmured softly, slipping herself inside of Santana fully. Her body hummed then as she leaned forward to press her forehead into her back for a moment. "You're so tight."
"You never hurt me, love." Santana murmured allowing herself to be rolled over. She planted her feet on the ground arching her back when Quinn slid all the way inside, the girl's breath hot and moist on her bare skin.
"Go slow for a little while, baby. Make love. Stretch me out." Santana murmured, her cheek against the green felt of the pool table. Her left hand patted back toward her hips seeking and finding Quinn's fingers and lacing them together. "I will never get tired of having you inside me."
Quinn nodded to Santana, breathing against her skin as she slowly pulled herself out before pushing back in. She held the Latina's hand tightly, groaning as she could feel Santana trying to suck her back in. "I wouldn't trade my ability to be inside you completely for the world," she whispered against her back, peppering it with kisses. "I love you."
Santana's eyes closed against the overwhelming sensations of being completely surrounded by Quinn. As the blonde pumped slowly into her, Santana clamped down trapping her inside moaning at the feel of being so very full. Sliding a hand between her legs, the Latina stroked her clit slowly in time with Quinn's strokes and kisses.
"Harder, baby." Santana bit her lip asking for a little more - a harder stroke, harder kisses, teeth on her skin.
The blonde moaned into her back, kissing her skin gently before she pulled back and bucked her hips into the Latina. She bucked once more and curved herself into Santana to keep the connection with her as she bucked her hips into her continuously. Quinn's hands went to grab the table, but grabbed Santana's hands to put them down so she could lay her own over hers and hold onto her. It was a different position for Quinn, being this molded to Santana as she fucked her.
"Oh God. Fuck, Quinn." Santana moaned out as Quinn's weight pressed along her back at all points. Their level of connectedness, skin on skin, hand holding, it intensified the flames licking at her center. The girl was rolling hard into her now, hitting her cervix and all the right spots. Her ass clamped with each thrust drawing the blonde in and holding her there.
"You're going to make me come, baby. So hard."
Quinn smiled into her back as she bucked into her, gripping her hands tighter. "You feel so amazing baby," she murmured into her back, biting at it slightly. "That's the point. Making it to where you can't stand anymore." She grinned into her back and bucked harder into her girlfriend, grunting slightly with the force. "Fuck, Santana."
Santana whimpered at the sharp sting of Quinn's teeth on her skin combined with the deep hard thrust inside her. She wasn't going to last, not even going to try to hang onto it. She needed to come, and badly. This position, having Quinn on her back squeezing her hands and pounding into her was better than any fantasy she had ever had over the pool table.
"I'm going to… Fuck, Quinn. Coming." Santana yelled out, her voice echoing along the high ceilings. She clamped down hard on Quinn's hardness, her clit throbbing and pulsing as her orgasm slammed into her.
Quinn continued her pace into the girl, thrusting hard as she simply pressed into her. She loved this position, making a note to do it again and possibly with Rachel. She moaned as she felt Santana's walls getting tighter and tighter around her until the girl was coming. She moaned out as she literally milked until she was coming herself inside of the Latina. The blonde lasted a few more thrusts until she just simply slumped forward. "Oh God Santana," she whispered into her back.
"Oh oh oh" Santana gasped her body quaking as Quinn filled her with her come. Santana kissed the blonde's hands in hers as she slumped over her relaxing onto her back. "Don't pull out yet. Love you inside me like this."
Drawing her girlfriend's arm toward her shoulder, she wordlessly encouraged her hold her as close as possible. "Q, baby. That was, fan-fucking-tastic. I love you so damn much."
Quinn hummed into her back, wrapping her arms around her as she simply just stayed close with her. "Definitely keeping that position on my list," she murmured softly, hugging her tighter. She hummed again, closing her eyes. "I love you," she murmured softly into her skin. "You and Star. I love you both so much."
"Don't know what I have done in this life to deserve you guys, but no way am I letting go. You are my world." Santana murmured kissing any part of Quinn she could reach. Her body was pulsing in pleasure, her post coital high coursing through her.
"What was that second part, baby? Sucking you off while we couch cuddle and watch a movie?" Santana smiled feigning innocence with her tone.
Quinn let out a light laugh, shifting to pull back just enough so she could keep herself inside of the Latina. "We don't have to," she replied, running a hand through her hair. "Once is definitely enough. Just watching a movie is fine with me." The blonde stretched a little before pulling back completely to let herself slide out. Quinn rubbed her forehead a moment as she stretched her back slightly. She grabbed their clothes, putting Santana's underwear and tank next to her before she pulled on her boxer briefs. "Let's go watch a movie. Anything you want to watch?"
Santana whimpered at the loss as Quinn slipped out of her. Taking her underwear and tank, she slipped her panties on but not the shirt. "I'd stay naked, but we probably shouldn't get our stuff on the couch." She loved teasing Quinn and watching her ears turn red.
Taking Quinn's hand in hers, she lifted it up to her mouth and kissed the back of it. "I don't care too much. Maybe one of those comic book ones …. uhhh …. Iron Man? I'm not watching all of it anyway." Turning Quinn in her embrace, Santana whispered "Remember what I told you yesterday? I love blowing you. Especially when you start out soft."
Blushing at Santana's comment, she coughed slightly and started to turn away from the Latina. She smiled at Santana taking her hand as they headed to the couch. "Iron Man is a good one," she murmured in reply though she was confused for a second at her comment of not watching it. She stopped and turned towards the Latina when pulled into her embrace, looking at her quietly. Quinn eyed her quietly, nodding slightly as she pressed her lips together slightly.
Santana's eyes slid closed as their lips just barely pressed together. These kisses, the sweet gentle kind she shared with Rachel and Quinn were so different from any she had ever experienced. These kisses spoke of love, of connection, so far beyond a mere press of bodies for the sole purpose of getting off. "I love you, baby."
Running her fingers up the blonde's back, Santana playfully grabbed her ass, palming it before releasing her with a light tap on the hip. "You turn on the movie and I'll warm the couch up for us."
Quinn smirked at the Latina before she walked away completely to grab the movie. She smiled to herself mostly, setting up the movie before she headed to the couch. "Did you want anything before hand? A drink? Popcorn?" Quinn asked, raising her eyebrows as she took her seat next to the Latina. She eyed her for a moment, smiling warmly to her. "Anything at all?" She asked, sliding her hand around the girl's shoulders so she could settle in next to her.
Santana leaned into Quinn on the sofa, her head on the blonde's shoulder; her right hand playing along the exposed skin of her thigh. "I have every thing I want right here, baby. Unless you can summon Tiny, otherwise, I am so so good."
Her fingers slid playfully up under the hem of Quinn's boxers teasing the skin as she turned into the girl's shoulder and kissed her softly. "Hit play, love."
Quinn moaned, nodding to Santana before she grabbed the control. She took in a deep breath. Hitting play on the DVD player, she shifted a little against Santana. "Rachel is in a sex coma for a little bit. I think we wore her out last night," she whispered to Santana.
Santana smirked recalling the events of last night, hell the entire time they've been on vacation. "It's a wonder any of us can walk."
Turning away from the television, Santana shifted to lay her head on Quinn's lap. As the opening strains of Iron Man filled the room, she placed sweet, open mouthed kisses on her abs, fingers idly stroking the soft skin.
The blonde was quiet, spreading her legs slightly as she paid attention to the movie. Quinn just simply laid her head back as the Iron Man movie played out. Her hands were on Santana's back, tracing patterns idly on her skin. Smiling to the Latina, she glanced down to look at her kiss her stomach, her abs twitching from the attention before she looked back up at the movie. She hummed to Santana, dragging her fingers up and down her back.
Santana was in no hurry even though she felt the blonde starting to get hard. They had watched this movie more than a few times and she knew it was only about a third of the way through. There was plenty of time to savor this moment, to wait to feel Quinn get rock hard on her tongue. For now, she was content to kiss and lick skin that still held a faint flavor of her.
Santana shuddered into the feel of the blonde's fingers on her back. "Stroke my hair, baby, please."
Her hands smoothed up, palming the girl's beautiful breasts, thumbing the nipples gently. She dragged the tips of her fingers down the blonde's sides all the while mouthing her skin as the movie played.
Quinn could feel herself stirring slightly, her body wanting to be paid attention to. She smiled and ran her hand through Santana's hair, glancing down to her. Humming to the Latina, she kept her eyes on the movie. She took a breath as she relaxed even more into the couch, letting herself simply feel Santana's attention. "You know you really don't have to do this," she murmured to the Latina. "I'm content with simply just watching the movie and cuddling."
Santana smiled up at Quinn her eyes flittering open. "Shh. I want to. Like a lot." Angling her neck upward, she kissed the inside of her wrist sweetly. "Watch your movie, baby."
Rolling onto her stomach, her head was now firmly in Quinn's lap. The outline of her erection was clearly visible against the thin fabric of the girl's boxer briefs. Santana inhaled sharply the unique fragrance that was Quinn mixed with a hint of herself still lingering. Her fingers slid up the leg of the girl's boxers scratching lightly at the skin on her thigh. Lowering her mouth, she hummed against her fabric covered erection, the warm puff of air teasing them both.
Quinn tensed slightly, her thighs clenching at Santana breathing onto her erection. It always amazed her how much either Rachel or Santana actually liked blowing her. She had thought before they were only doing it to please her in some way and at times maybe comfort her, but that thought had left her mind with how much they kept saying they liked it. It still made her feel needy with wanting it, sometimes feeling like she wanted it too much. She squirmed slightly at the attention, her worry that she was forcing this with Santana. Quinn closed her eyes and breathed through her nose. "I'm not… You don't have to feel forced to do this." She murmured to Santana.
Santana lifted up just enough to meet Quinn's gaze. Taking her hand, she placed it over her left breast so Quinn could feel not only her hardening nipple but also her increased heart rate. "Does this feel forced to you? Taking my time with you turns me fucking inside out. If you were to touch me right now, you would feel my clit pulsing on your finger. That you taste like me too …. God, Quinn, I cannot wait to have you in my mouth."
Winking playfully at her girl, she lowered her head again playfully biting the muscle of Quinn's thigh. "Now if you don't mind, I want you. Lift your ass up and then watch your movie."
Quinn swallowed, feeling the girl's heart rate. She eyed the Latina, nodding slightly. Lifting herself up, she let Santana pull her boxer briefs down and took in a breath. "I just don't like my scar," she admitted softly. "It was the one point in my entire life that I was weak." She hummed at Santana's touches, her hand running through her hair as she returned to watching her movie.
Santana nodded feeling the depth of the girl's insecurity and sadness. "Your scar doesn't bother me. It's a reminder not that you were weak, but that you are still here. You are here with Rachel and I now and we love you. Let it remind you of how strong you are to have survived, baby."
Turning her head into Quinn's touch, Santana all but purred. "Your fingers in my hair. So good."
As Quinn went back to watching her movie, Santana kissed her way up now bare skin, licking and sucking, nibbling gently on the tender skin of Quinn's inner thigh, her nose nuzzling the girl's member and balls. "I love you, Q."
Quinn relaxed, running her fingers against her scalp. She moaned a little at her nuzzling her. Closing her eyes briefly, she spread her legs some for Santana. She directed her attention to the movie again, trying to even out her breathing. Quinn sighed, biting her lip. Moaning softly again, she glanced down to her erection and Santana.
Santana hummed against Quinn's skin sticking her tongue out to lap at Quinn's balls. She tongued them gently lifting and sucking them into her mouth before releasing them with great care. Taking the entire length of Quinn into her mouth, Santana tongued the sensitive underside and moaned feeling the girl get harder. She loved the feel of her soft to begin and then getting harder and harder as Santana sucked and swallowed her whole.
Letting her head roll back, Quinn groaned softly. She moaned out, gripping the couch with her right hand as her left scratched at the girl's scalp. The blonde lifted her hips gently and groaned as she was taken all the way inside of Santana's mouth. "Fuck, Santana," she whispered softly, trying to pay attention to the movie. She groaned slightly and rolled her hips up.
"That's it, baby." Santana murmured barely lifting her head. Taking the girl deep in her mouth, her hand wrapped around the base and pulled upward. Using her tongue, she lapped round and round the head while milking the shaft appreciating the mixed flavor of both of them on Quinn. She loved the little bit of fluid that leaked so deliciously from the head every time she slid her hand upward and swallowed greedily.
Quinn groaned softly, digging her heels into the floor. "Oh my God, Santana," she groaned, holding Santana's head. Her hips rolling up into the Latina's mouth. "Fuck." Moaning, she gripped the couch as well, her body shaking slightly. She groaned until she released herself into the Latina's mouth.
"Fuck, baby. That's it. Come for me." Santana's eyes closed as she felt Quinn pulse on her tongue and she moaned greedily swallowing all of the girl's come. She gripped Quinn's thighs with one hand, her clit pulsing as the muscles rippled under her fingers. Suckling gently, licking below the head, her fist still wrapped around the base, she milked each and every drop from Quinn's shaft and balls.
Quinn moaned, rolling her hips up into Santana as she released inside of the Latina. She groaned as she released until she finished. The blonde sighed softly, letting out a breath. Smiling, she looked down at Santana and scratched at her scalp gently. "I love you," she murmured softly, pulling her up. "Come here." Slipping her arms around Santana tightly, she pressed her lips to her cheek and then her lips.
"Mmm. I love you too, baby." Santana placed one final kiss on the tip of Quinn before sitting up and cuddling into her side and closing her eyes into the sweet kiss on her girlfriend's lips.
"Did you like your movie treat, love?" Santana teased with a wink as she wrapped her body completely around the blonde.
Quinn smiled at Santana, running her hand up and down her back. "I actually always love a blow job," she murmured in reply as she pulled Santana closer. "Do you want anything in particular or just me eating you out?" She raised her eyebrows as she shifted with Santana on the couch. Quinn smiled, running her hand up her side slowly.
"Since I like to give them, we are good to go." Santana smirked at the blonde. "Baby, we can just finish the movie if you want. You don't have to…"
Santana shifted closer appreciating the press of body against body and Quinn's hands on her skin.
Quinn smiled to the Latina, running her hand down to her thigh gently. "Baby," she murmured softly. "You know I love to eat you and Rachel." Pushing her back onto the couch, the blonde kissed her softly and held herself up over her. She hooked her fingers in her underwear and pulled them down to throw them to the side. Kissing down her chest, she spread her legs gently and hummed as she licked up her folds slowly.
Santana grunted approvingly as Quinn removed her underwear and immediately placed her mouth on her. Cupping the back of the blonde's head, she stroked her neck lovingly. Still wet from their earlier encounter with the taste of Quinn still on her tongue, Santana opened her legs a little further to allow her girlfriend even more access.
"God, baby. You are so good with that mouth." Santana's eyes slid closed, head lolled back into the cushions as her mouth opened to let out little sounds of pleasure.
Quinn smiled into her, stroking her thighs slowly. The blonde looked up at the Latina, brushing her nose against her clit. Sliding her tongue inside of Santana, she licked at her walls slowly and hummed. She closed her eyes and focused on licking at her continuously. The blonde hummed even more, pushing into her a little as she tried to push her tongue inside her.
"Fuck, Quinn." Santana let out a sharp cry, her hips rocking forward onto Quinn's mouth as she fisted her hair.
She was desperate for more; a quick brush of nose on her clit, a finger sliding across swollen flesh, anything that would propel her forward. "Fuck me with your tongue, baby. You're going to make me come."
Quinn smiled into the Latina, grazing her teeth against her folds. She pressed into her even more and sucked at her. Humming, she finally adjusted to suck at her clit gently as she ran a finger through her folds. She slid her fingers inside of the girl and curled them to touch her g-spot. The blonde pulsed her fingers inside of her and pushed to bring her to an orgasm.
As Quinn's fingers curled inside her, Santana let out a string of expletives and dug her feet into the girl's back, her ass and leg muscles as tight as a bow string as her orgasm slammed into her. Her hips rocked into Quinn's mouth as her hands held the blonde exactly where she wanted her.
"Slow slow slow, baby. Please." Santana whimpered as the lightest of touches both tongue and finger became too much.
Quinn slowed her fingers inside of her as Santana came, the girls hips rocking against her face. She hummed softly to her, keeping her touches gentle until she could pull out her fingers. Crawling up her body, she smiled and hugged her close. "You okay baby?" She asked softly, nuzzling her neck lightly.
Santana whined a little as Quinn removed her fingers. The sense of being empty was never more acute than when Quinn pulled out. A grin was etched on her face as she struggled to steady her breathing.
"More than okay." Santana wrapped her arms loosely around the blonde holding her super close to her body as it still pulsed a little. "You fucking worked me over, baby."
Smiling, she winked to the Latina, kissing her softly. "That is the point," she murmured against her lips. Wrapping her arms around Santana, she held her close on the couch and cradled her. "I love you. You and Star." She smiled to the Latina and kissed her cheek. "I love watching you come."