Chapter 12
Credit
Original Writer: Writing4fun235
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This story full rights belong to the credited people above, I just wanted to put a few edits (points of view, whose speaking) to this story so I myself and maybe others could enjoy it a bit differently with a better understanding of what is happening. If you want the original story, please check out Writing4fun235's version.
Like I said before and will continue saying THIS IS NOT MY STORY, JUST MY EDITED VERSION OF IT.
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Santana's POV
"Shut up" I mumbled to her. I quickly took a big sip from my vodka soda needing more liquor to course through my veins.
"I think we need to devise a plan for tonight," Mercedes said. I didn't even need to look at her to know that she was smiling ear to ear.
"A plan? A plan for what?" I asked, confused.
"A plan to get you with him tonight" she said. I spun around quickly,
"Did you miss the part that Quinn can't know. She is going with us and I live with both of them" I explained.
"I know but Quinn is going to be all over Puck tonight. You and Brett are going to be the last thing on her mind, as for you guys living together. Leave that up to me, I will figure it out" she said smirking.
"Mercedes, what are you going to do?" I asked.
"Like I told you, leave it up to me. Just dress hot for your man" she said winking.
"Mercedes" I started to say again before the door swung open.
"You guys still aren't dressed?" Quinn asked, looking gorgeous. She was wearing the olive green dress that we bought today. The dress stopped at mid thigh and had tulle long sleeves, really bringing out Quinn's eyes.
"Wow Q, I bet Puck is loving that dress on you" I smiled, winking.
"Shut up and get dressed already, Kurt and Blaine are finally here and Rachel is pouring everyone shots!" she said before closing the door. Both Mercedes and I quickly changed. I left my hair down in soft curls. I decided on wearing high waisted ripped black jeans with a spaghetti strap white lace crop top. Bringing the whole outfit together with dark makeup and black stilettos.
"Damn Satan, even I'm a little turned on, Brett is going to die" Mercedes said, looking at my outfit. I spun around allowing her to see the full thing.
"Tonight is going to be a lot of fun," she said cheersing her drink. We both quickly finished them.
"I can't wait to see what this plan is," I said, laughing. Mercedes just winked at me before leaving my room. I looked in my full length mirror one more time. I look damn good. I fixed my make up one last time before walking out to join the others.
"Dammmmmn" Kurt yelled.
"Satan is ready to play" Puck yelled laughing. Quinn then hit him upside the head. I joined the group around the table.
"Here" Brett whispered in my ear. I felt his hand hold my hip while handing me a shot with this other hand. I leaned back against him, taking the shot from him. He grabbed another shot off the table for himself.
"Cheers to friendships and a great night" Rachel said holding her shot up. We all raised our glasses. I took my shot fast just as everyone else did.
"You look stunning" I heard Brett purr in my ear. I looked around to make sure no one was paying attention to us before spinning around in his arms.
"This is all for you" I whispered back pushing my chest into him.
"I am all for this, but save it for the dark club if you really don't want Quinn to notice" Mercedes said, pulling me back from Brett. I missed his touch and embrace but she was right. Brett gave me and Mercedes a look. "Don't look shocked pretty boy, you guys are not that slick" she said patting him on the back before walking away.
I just laughed, this dark club could not come soon enough.
"We have too many people for one uber so some people need to go in the second car." Rachel yelled out, getting in the first car. I watched as Quinn went to get into that car too. I grabbed Brett before he could walk that way.
"Cedes lets go" I yelled at her to follow. Blaine sat in the front while Kurt slid into the back seat with Mercedes sitting in the middle.
"San you're the smallest, sit on Brett's lap" Mercedes said smiling. We all know Kurt is the smallest, I see what you are doing. Brett sat down, opening his arms wide for me to slide in. I sat in his lap with my back to the window and my elbow on his shoulder. Brett's arms wrapped around my waist, settling like they were made to be there.
Mercedes and Kurt were wrapped up in a conversation while Blaine was talking to the driver. I could feel Brett's breath on my ear.
"You sitting on my lap dressed like is this killing me" he whispered. I felt his lips travel down my neck before he started kissing me. I angled my neck giving him more room. He sucked on my neck slightly, I kept my hand to the back on his head, urging him to continue. "I don't even want to go to the club anymore" he whispered against my neck.
I laughed letting Brett continue to kiss down my neck. Mercedes cleared her throat. I completely forgot we were in a car full of people. Brett pulled away from my neck quickly. My eyes shot open, both Kurt and Mercedes were smirking.
"We are here " Kurt said before getting out.
"Don't worry he isn't going to say anything" she said, laughing.
We made our way into the club, Brett's hand never left the small of my back. The place was packed. The music was loud and the lights were down low. We were led up the stairs to the VIP section. The table was large with multiple plush couches all over, the section was overlooking the dance floor.
"If you get too overwhelmed, we can leave" I whispered in his ear.
"I am okay but thank you Tana" he replied, giving me a quick kiss on the cheek.
Hobbit really out did herself. Private VIP table with free bottle service, I guess the owner of the club really liked Funny Girl. I managed to take 3 more shots along with the rest of the group. I was well on my way to being drunk and so was everyone else.
"I WANT TO DANCE" Quinn yelled. I watched her pull Puck away from Brett making him go to the dance floor with her. This is my chance, maybe my only chance. I walked over with the alcohol making me feel a lot more confident. Mercedes gave me a wink as I walked past her. I took my place on Brett's lap again, wrapping my arms around his neck, his arms settling around my waist. Before he could say anything, I captured his lips with mine. I bit down on his lower lip pulling back before letting it go with a pop. I looked into his eyes, they were more of a dark blue right now.
"How long were you waiting to do that?" he asked, smirking.
"All fucking night" I smiled.
"Here you go" Mercedes said, handing me another shot. I downed it quick before looking back to Brett. His mouth was slightly gape,
"I don't get out much and I want to have fun" I explained.
"I am not judging, I'm impressed" he said laughing. I pulled his face closer, nibbling on his ear.
"I want to dance with you" I whispered. Without saying anything Brett got up still holding me, I started laughing. He placed me back on the floor before grabbing my hand pulling me to the dance floor. The dance floor was busy but not packed like sardines, I guess that's the benefit to an upper class place.
I could see Quinn and Puck on the far side of the floor. Brett must have been thinking the same thing as me because he pulled me to the opposite side. I spun around making sure to push my ass into his crotch. Letting his hands settle on my waist. I moved my hands up to Brett's neck still grinding back. I loved the way his hands just gripped me, sliding across my stomach every once in a while. I felt his breath against my neck, biting me just a bit making me gasp. I could feel him smile in response.
I spun around once the song changed. Brett's leg managed to make its way between mine, pressing up against my center. I pulled on his neck, bringing his lips to mine. The kiss was sloppy but fucking great. Brett's hands moved from the small of my back to my ass. He pulled me closer, pressing his thigh harder. I moaned against his lips. I don't know how long we stayed there like that but when we finally pulled away I realized it wasn't the same song.
"Want to go get a drink?" I asked, smiling.
"I'll go anywhere with you" he replied. I pulled him back up the stairs toward the VIP section.
"Were you guys dancing?" Puck asked Brett. I watched as he just nodded quickly.
"Quinn and I were down there too, I didn't even see you guys" he said. Thank fucking god they didn't see us. As I was drinking my drink I felt someone's lips near my ear.
"That was fucking hot, you are lucky Quinn didn't see you" Mercedes whispered making me laughing, spitting my drink.
"What's so funny?" Rachel asked, slurring.
"Laughing at your sloppy ass" I laughed. Rachel flipped me off which just made me laugh harder.
"I think it's time for a girls dance" Quinn yelled out after we took yet another shot.
"YEAHHH" Tina screamed, completely shit faced. She managed to pry herself off of Mike's lap stumbling toward the stairs. Rachel reached out grabbing her before she fell.
"Lets go ladies!" Quinn yelled helping Rachel and Tina down the stairs.
"If I have to go, so do you, Satan" Mercedes said, grabbing my hand. I grabbed Lady Hummel's hand and pulled him with us. Before descending the stairs, I took one last look at Brett, he winked at me before Puck pulled his attention.
We all started dancing as Shania Twain's "Man! I Feel Like a Woman!" came blasting through the speaker. Kurt grabbed me and spun me around. We were all laughing, I don't think I have had this much fun in a while. I watched as Rachel grinded back into Quinn who was grinding back into Tina.
Mercedes grabbed my hands pulling me closer, "Look up there" she whispered pointing up at the VIP section. I looked up, all the guys were drinking and standing at the railing. They were all talking except for one set of piercing blue eyes that caught mine. I smiled up at him, he raised his beer to me and brought it to his lips.
God I want those lips on me right now.
Kurt pulled me back making me dance with him and Mercedes. I was really moving my hips knowing that Brett was watching from above.
"Yes San!" Rachel yelled watching my hips roll. I ran my finger through my hair as I continued to move my hips. After a minute I felt hands sneak around my waist and abruptly pull me backwards where I was met with someone's crotch. I was completely caught off guard and before I could turn around someone's lips were near my ear.
"I love the way you move baby" a male voice that I didn't recognize whispered. I quickly pulled away and turned around. There was this guy who I have never met standing in front of me. "You don't need to stop, gorgeous" he said, reaching out to me.
I slapped his hands away, "Don't touch me" I growled.
"A girl doesn't dance like that unless they want attention" he said, smirking and eyeing me up and down.
"Well I don't want attention from you" I spat back.
"Hey is everything okay?" Mercedes asked us.
"Yeah just getting to know your friend here" the guy said, placing his hand on my waist.
"I said don't fucking touch me, remember" I yelled, pushing him back.
"I love a feisty Latina" he said, smirking. Before he could step forward, an even larger guy came between us. Except this time I recognize the guy.
"She said not to touch her" Brett said, glaring at the guy.
"Come on man, no one wants any trouble" the stranger said putting his hands up.
"Then I suggest you walk away and don't come back unless you want my fist to meet your face" Brett threatened.
"Whatever, she isn't even that hot" the guy said before turning away. Brett stepped forward but Mercedes and I quickly grabbed him.
"It is not worth it Brett" Mercedes said when he turned around to face us.
"He shouldn't have fucking touched you" he said over the loud music.
"I know but I am good, see?" I said, spinning around. I smiled up at him, "thank you knight in shining armor" I said. He smiled but before he could say anything, Quinn pushed himself between us.
"Bro!" she yelled, hugging him.
"Wow Quinnie, have enough to drink?" Brett said, laughing.
"Nope, I think we need more, right Sannie?" she said, pulling me closer.
"Sannie?" Brett asked, smirking.
"Yeah that's her cute nickname right" Quinn said.
"Absolutely not, don't even think about it" I said pointing at Brett.
"I like that nickname," Brett said, smiling.
"Me too Sannie" Quinn said, hugging me.
"Lets go Q, I think you need some water" I said pulling her towards the stairs. Brett followed close behind us, catching Quinn every time she started to fall backwards.
We managed to make it up to the section, "PUCK" Quinn yelled, pulling away and giving him a hug. Everyone loves drunk Quinn.
"Here Q" I said, handing her a water bottle. She grabbed it and took a large gulp. The rest of the group came off the dance floor joining us in our section again.
"What time is it?" Quinn asked, slurring her words.
"Almost 2" I said, looking at my phone.
"Quinn, are you going home after this?" Mercedes asked.
"Yeah, where else would I go?" she asked, confused.
"You aren't going to go to Puck's?" Kurt asked. I watched as both Kurt and Mercedes smirked at each other. What the hell were they up to.
"I went to Puck's last night" She murmured.
"Well he was saying that you looked hot in your dress and you can stay with him another night" Mercedes winked. This was her plan, to get Brett and I alone.
"I can't just leave Brett again" Quinn replied.
"Why all you would do is sleep at home anyways" Kurt pointed out. Wow they are good. My eyes traveled past the groups and found Brett's. I could never get sick of those blue eyes. I traced my eyes down his body and back up again taking in his entire figure. That leather jacket made his arms look amazing. I bet they looked even better wrapped around my waist. Too bad the white shirt shielded his chiseled chest, because the things I would do to see that right now.
"Hello" Quinn yelled, waving her hand in front of my face.
"What" I snapped back.
"I asked you if you cared if I went back to Puck's again? I would bring him to ours, but I feel like it's weird to have sex when my brother is on the other side of the wall" she explained. Both Kurt and Mercedes looked at me smirking, waiting to hear my answer.
I smiled, "No Q, have fun with Puck". I watched as both Mercedes and Kurt high fived each other behind her back. I don't know if I want to slap them or hug them.
The rest of the night we just drank and talked all together. Usually I ended up crying in situations like this since I am an emotional drunk, but I am too focused on getting home. I don't want to be wicked sloppy; this is one night I know I want to remember. As it hit 3am we decided to leave since the bouncer threatened to kick Tina out if she fell asleep again. I was standing with the group outside the club waiting for our uber's.
"Hey Brett, I'm going to go home with someone else? Will you be okay?" Quinn asked him.
"I'll be fine with this one" Brett said, roughing up my hair.
"Hey, never touch the hair" I said, laughing and hitting him. Quinn was way too drunk to notice anything.
"Are you going home with Puck?" He said, looking between both of them. Puck looked terrified, this face completely drained with blood and looked pale.
"Stop scaring him" Quinn said, punching Brett's shoulder.
"I am kidding, Quinnie" he said, putting his hands up.
"You better be, get home safe" Quinn said walking toward their uber. Before Puck could follow Brett stopped him.
"I like you dude, but you hurt her, I will kill you" he whispered, loud enough for me to hear. I have never seen Puck look so scared of someone. He was always the toughest guy in the room, but now that Brett is here so Puck has officially been surpassed. Once their uber drove away from the curb, Brett wrapped his arm around me.
"Did you call the uber?" I asked him.
He nodded, "1 minute away".
"So what are you too going to do when you get home?" Kurt asked. I immediately blushed thinking about what I wanted to do.
"Oh my is Satan blushing?" Mercedes said, laughing. I blocked my face from them by pushing it against Brett's chest.
"Be nice you two" Brett said pulling me closer.
"Trust me I have been very nice today, haven't I Santana?" Mercedes said. Even though I wasn't looking at her, I knew she was smirking.
"Come on, the uber is here" Brett said pulling my face away. I looked at my two friends who were grinning from ear to ear.
"Have fun" Kurt yelled while Mercedes made kissy faces. I winked at them and followed Brett in the uber, I needed to get home.
Third Person POV
(SMUT)
As the uber drove through the streets of New York, both Santana and Brett didn't look at each other. His hand though stayed situated on the Latina's thigh with her hand covering his. They didn't need to speak to know what was about to happen.
Right when the uber pulled up outside their building Brett opened the door and grabbed Santana's hand. With their hands intertwined, they walked past the doorman to the elevator. It dinged and opened up, the couple made their way in. Before the door could close an old woman also stepped on.
As it went up the woman looked over at the couple, "You two are so cute" she said smiling.
Santana smiled, the door opened on the 5th floor, "Thank you ma'am, have a good night" Brett said. Just as the door closed, Brett pushed Santana up against the wall, capturing her lips. He ran his tongue over her lips until she parted them, allowing his tongue to slide in. Santana's arms slide around his neck, playing with the hair on the back of this head. Brett's hands danced down her spine until he reached the small of her back.
They heard a ding signaling they were at their floor. Brett slid his hand over her ass pulling her up. Santana understood and wrapped her legs tight around his waist. Brett's feet knew exactly where to go walking to the end of the hall. All while never letting his lips leave Santana's.
Brett tried to open the door but no matter what, he couldn't get the key in. He groaned in frustration, "Tana, I need to see the lock" he mumbled. Santana pulled her lips away from his and planted them on his jaw. She peppered kisses up his jaw to his ears.
Taking a second to suck on his ear lobe, "Date prisa, te quiero de verdad" she purred. Brett groaned hearing the sultry Latina voice whisper Spanish in his ear. He finally got the key into the lock and opened it.
Santana heard the door open, "Por último" she giggled. Brett walked through the door turning around to kick it shut. He pushed Santana up against the door with a thud, making her gasp. Santana abandoned his neck encasing his lips once again. This time she slipped her tongue into his mouth. Santana wanted to feel every nook and cranny of his mouth and that's exactly what she did. Brett squeezed her ass making Santana moan against his lips.
"My room" she mumbled but he heard her loud and clear. Pulling her off the door, Brett managed to make it to her room without running into anything. He pushed the door closed and walked over to the bed. Brett leaned down placing Santana gently on the bed. Instead of taking his place on top of her he pulled away.
Brett pushed his jacket off his shoulders and pulled the shirt over his head, leaving both on Santana's floor. His eyes looked back down at the gorgeous girl in front of him. Her caramel skin glowed under the moonlight that was illuminating the room and her eyes were filled with pure lust. Brett climbed on top of kissing her lips. Santana took this opportunity to run her hands down his back, feeling just how muscular he was. She abandoned his back to try and undue the buttons on her jeans. Brett slid down her body, kissing her neck and the part of her breasts that were showing.
He pulled back and grabbed her hands, stopping her. Santana looked at him confused. "Are you sure about this, because I am going to be honest it would be really hard for me to stop if we continue this" Brett said. Santana laughed and sat up in the bed.
"I am 100% sure" she said, pulling his lips to hers. She kissed him passionately before pulling away. "Now take off my pants Brett" she said, before laying back down. Brett laughed and pulled her jeans off while she lifted up her hips.
Once they were off, Brett tossed them somewhere on the floor. Santana's hands went to his jeans. She quickly undid the buttons and zipper. Brett captured her lips while she pushed his pants down, finishing the job with her feet. Brett kicked off his pants to join hers on the floor. Santana flipped them over, straddling Brett.
She moaned in his mouth feeling his dick press against her. She grinded down on him, feeling her panties stick to her wet vagina. Brett groaned as his hands pressed her down into him harder. Santana sat up pulling her crop top up and over her head, discarding it. Brett smirked realizing she wasn't wearing a bra. He quickly sat up taking her nipple in his mouth.
"Fuck" she yelled, throwing her head back. While he sucked and swirled his tongue around her nipple his other hand squeezed her other breast. Brett's hand squeezed and caressed her. His thumb rolled over her nipple making it hard till he was able to pinch it, making Santana groan.
Brett switched his attention bringing his lips to her other breast, nipping and sucking at her skin till he was sure he left a mark. Brett wrapped his arms around her waist, flipping them back over. Santana slipped her hands down between them, pushing his boxers off his waist. Brett got the memo and pushed them completely down letting his penis spring out. Santana managed to caress him, giving it a slight squeeze. This made Brett groan and bury his face in the crook of her neck.
Using some of his precum, she was able to easily slide her hand up and down. Santana moaned loudly. Not knowing if it was because of Brett's lips on her pulse point or realizing just how big he is.
"You're huge" she groaned, which is true. He has the biggest dick that Santana has ever seen, or in this case felt. Brett smiled into her neck. Brett's hand slid from her breast down her stomach to the spot she was begging to be touched. He pushed down her covered folds feeling just how drenched her panties were.
She gasped, "You're so wet Tana" he groaned. Santana closed her eyes once Brett found her clit, rubbing it over her panties. He got frustrated not being able to feel her fully, so he pulled his hand away and tore her panties. The sound of ripping cloth echoed in the bedroom.
"You ripped my thong!" she said, shocked.
"Sorry babe, don't worry ill make it up to you" Brett said. Before Santana could reply his hand found her clit once again. He rubbed it adding some more pressure. Slipping his fingers down lower, Brett circled her entrance before sliding a finger in. Santana moaned loudly as Brett's finger pumped in and out while his palm hit her clit.
"More" she managed to get out.
Brett slid in another finger. Santana's fingers scrapped down his back, most likely spilling blood. Brett curled his fingers hitting a spot no one has hit before. Santana yelled out.
"Let go Tana" he whispered biting her ear lobe. He continued to pump in and out as Santana's orgasm ripped through her. Brett slowed down but didn't stop, allowing her to slowly come down from her high. Santana finally opened her eyes pulling Brett in for a kiss. She felt his fingers pull out of her and instantly missed his touch. Brett pulled back his hand, slipping his fingers into his mouth.
"Mmmmm you taste amazing" he said, smirking.
"Let me taste" Santana replied, pulling his lips to hers. She moaned against his lips tasting herself. Santana pulled back smirking, "You're right." Brett kissed her quick before pulling back to look around.
"Where the hell are my pants, I have a condom in there" he said. Santana reached up wrapping her arms around his neck pulling him back to her.
"You clean and not having sex with random people right?" she asked.
Brett looked at her confused, "of course I'm clean and I've been in the hospital Tana" he said chuckling.
"I'm on birth control" she said, pulling his hips closer.
"Are you sure?" he asked. Santana bit her lip nodding.
"Please Brett" she whimpered.
"I really didn't peg you as the begging type" he said, smirking.
"Shut the hell up" she replied as he laughed. Brett reached down grabbing his dick. He ran it through her folds picking up her moisture, making sure to bump her clit a few times, before lining it up with her entrance. Brett looked at Santana while he slowly pushed into her. She tossed her head back biting her lip hard.
Santana has had a bit of a dry spell in the sex department so the stretching that Brett is causing hurt a bit. Brett kissed her neck and jaw as he pushed further into her. He could feel just how tight she was so he reached down, finding her clit and rubbed it. Brett continued to rub, relaxing her so he could push into her until he completely bottomed out.
He pulled away caressing her face, "Are you okay" he whispered pressing a kiss to the corner of her lips.
"Yeah just give me a second" Santana said, getting acclimated to his size. Brett continued to pepper kisses all over her while his hand rolled over her nipples.
"Okay B" she whispered, giving him the cue to move. Brett slowly started to pump in and out.
"Fuck, you're so tight Tana" he mumbled before kissing her neck again. Santana felt so full and so good when he finally started to move. It took a second since Brett was so big and it had been a while but right now, she felt like she was on cloud 9. He captured her lips moving a bit faster. She kissed back with just as much passion. Her hands ran down front of his chest, making sure not to touch the bandage. Brett shifted just a bit before plunging back into her hitting a completely different spot. Santana yelled out in pure ecstasy.
"Harder!" she gasped, making Brett pick up the speed. "I'm close!" she yelled.
"Me too" he replied, nipping at her neck when he felt her nails pierce his back. Brett continued to pump in and out till he could feel her vagina clamp down on his dick. That put him completely over the edge. Santana trembled underneath him riding out her second orgasm, screaming his name while he shot his hot seed inside her.
Brett didn't stop moving till he was sure that he was milked clean and that Santana was able to ride out her orgasm completely. He planted one last passionate kiss to her lips before he pulled out and laid down on his back next to her.
Santana missed the feeling of him inside of her immediately. She turned on her side cuddling up next to him. Brett wrapped his arm around her shoulder pulling him closer. Santana slid her arm around his waist. They sat in comfortable silence for a few minutes. She reached her hand up placing it at the top of his incision. Slowly, Santana ran her finger down the battle wound, making sure not to put any pressure on it.
"It doesn't hurt Tana" he whispered once she got to the bottom.
"I was so caught up in all of this that I forgot you were even injured. I shouldn't have let you pick me up" she said. Brett reached over tilting her chin up so he could see her eyes. The moon still lit up the room, making the girl in front of him even more beautiful, Brett didn't even think that was possible.
He caressed her cheek bone with his thumb, "I forgot about it too but trust me my injuries didn't hurt and still do not hurt" he said placing a delicate kiss on her lips. Brett held her close as she laid her head on his chest and slipped her leg over his. Santana was clutching him as if he was going to disappear. Brett kissed her head one last time before they both drifted off to sleep.
Spanish:
Date prisa, te quiero de verdad- Hurry up, I want you
Por último- Finally