Queen of Hearts

Santana's Point of View

"Q?"

"Yes, San?"

While standing in the entrance of your room, I nod my head in direction of the new red heart shaped piece of furniture. "What's that?"

"Oh. That," you say with a sly little shrug. "That's just something that I happened to find while surfing on the web at work. Do you like it?"

"Uh, sure. I guess so," I say to you. Apparently unconvincingly because the sly look you had in your eyes before becomes even bigger, with you biting your lip as well.

"Well, how about I help you like it? Maybe that's what you need," you say as you lead me over to you bed. "Get comfy, S."

So, I sit on your bed, moving to the middle and stretch out with my arms crossed behind my head and my legs crossed at my ankles. As I'm sitting there, you slowly start to take off your shirt, unbuttoning each button at an excruciatingly slow pace. But, I'm mesmerized as I sit there, watching you take off your work attire – first the button down shirt, then shimmying out of the straight legged dress pants that hug your shapely ass. "If this is what you're doing to get me to like your new piece of furniture, I'm totally loving it then, Q," I laugh as you stand in front of me with just your lacy bra and panties.

"Nope," you say, popping the p as you get on the bed and begin to crawl up me. "This isn't all I'm doing to get you to like the new piece."

I smirk and start to ask what else you'll be doing to get me to like your new purchase when your lips latch on to mine, drawing my tongue out of my mouth and into yours as we fight for dominance. You then drag you lips from my mouth to my ear lobe, lightly sucking on the outer shell because you know that I turn to putty whenever you do.

Just when I think that I can't take the sensations from your mouth on my ear with your hand palming my breasts, you push yourself up and slide back into a squatting position on my hips. I look at you questioningly until you start to grind down on my hips, rocking back and forth. "Babe, if you want to ride my face, you know you can," I say to you. But you just smirk and shake your head before getting off of me.

"That was just a little something to get you ready for what I'm about to do," say flirtatiously as you start to unhook your bra before throwing it at me. "Question is, are you ready for it?" Standing in just your lacy panties, I can't help but to nod my head, ready for whatever it is that you have in store for me. "Good. Now strip and take this," you say to me as you hand me a remote. I look at you questioningly. "San," you chuckle. It's for the dildo attached to the chair. Did you think that it was just going to sit there? No. It has like nine different vibrating speeds. And you're going to get to control it while I sit on it."

As I quickly start taking off my clothes, I get curious. "So it's an inflatable heart shaped chair with a vibrating dildo? And you want to use that instead of riding my face? Why?"

"Because, San, I wanted to get myself something for Valentine's Day and this seemed like a good idea. Now shut up and take control of the remote or else I won't ride your face to finish!" you tell me exasperatedly. So I quickly take the remote from you and nod for you continue.

You quickly shed your panties and proceed to throw them at me, just like you did with your bra. As I pick them up, I can feel how soaked they are from just making out. "Have you been thinking about this all day, Q?" I ask, to which you look up at me demurely through your eyelashes before you slide your hand down your body and to your landing strip.

"Would you think differently of me if I say that I have?" you ask as you slide your fingers to your pussy lips, gathering some of your wetness to put on the dildo. I nod my head no, unable to speak anymore because of the sight of you right now is driving me wild, making me feel my own juices in my panties.

Satisfied with both my answer and the now slick dildo, you go to sit on it, slowly letting the phallus slide in you, inch by inch. I sit, mesmerized at you taking the dildo, wishing instead that that was my fingers that you were slowly sliding up and down. "San, you can turn on the vibrations now," you tell me once you've slid up and down the dildo a few times, leaving it shiny with your juices.

I turn the vibrator on to the first setting and you immediately start to moan as you continue going up and down. I can feel myself clenching my pussy lips while I bite my lower lip while watching you, completely turned on by what I see. As you start to pick up the pace a little, I turn the vibrations up higher, watching your eyes slam shut as the pleasure courses through you. I reach down my hand and rub my clit in time with your movements on the chair.

I want you badly now, so I increase the speed again, hoping that it'll be too much and that you'll need to continue with me in order to cum. You stop moving when I increase it, trying to squeeze your legs together because of the sensation. But you pull yourself together and lift yourself up off the chair, juices flowing down your thighs. You walk over to me and get on the bed, legs on either side of me, as you begin to make your way to my face.

I reach my face up so I can swipe your pussy with my tongue, but you lift up at the last second, turning around instead having it so that while your pussy is at my face, your face is at my pussy. The first swipe of your tongue against my pussy lips is enough to make me moan. I grab ahold of your ass and pull you down so that I can alternate between sucking your clit and fucking you with my tongue.

Soon, I can feel the tension in my stomach building, causing me to clench my pussy. You must sense it because while you continue to suck and nibble on my clit, you bring a hand around and start to quickly finger me. Within what feels like seconds, I feel myself falling over the edge, shouting out your name over and over as I cum. You quickly follow, then collapse and roll over to lay on your side.

I gently wrap you up with a blanket while you come down, lightly tracing my fingers on your clit to draw out the little after tremors. "Hey Q?" I say to you once your breathing has regulated. "I guess that wasn't that bad of a purchase after all."

You turn around, smiling as you face me. "Oh yea? Care to give it a go then?" you ask as you drag a finger up the inside of my thigh towards my wet and throbbing core. "I think that's a yes."

A/N: Hi my lovely readers! If you're still here after that long gap in my stories, I thank you. For right now, I'll just be working on Glimpse until probably the end of March, which is when I finish my last class for a certificate program I'm once. Once I finish that, then I'll start to post more often here, taking prompt ideas for oneshots and I'll also start to try and get a chapter every two weeks or so for Second Wind.

Until next time,

xxs