Chapter 14: I Want What I Want

As the sun filtered through the room two bodies stayed glued to one another their chest rising in tandem as the minutes went by. The room was filled with the evidence of their nightly activities as the smell of sex still hung in the hour.

It was past morning and neither of the two seemed even close to getting up. The blonde was perfectly content as she laid wrapped up in the Latinas arms on the crowded couch. She didn't know what time it was but telling by the non-stop ringing of their cellphones, they had been holed up in the office for a while.

Brittany couldn't remember the last time she felt so happy and content. She had dated countless of girls and guys and never has one made her felt the way Santana has. And it wasn't just the sex although that was a big part of it; it was everything. The way she looked, to the way she felt, to her smell. Everything about the Latina drew her in and she hoped that whatever this relationship or whatever it is they were doing right now wouldn't lead her to being hurt.

"Mm morning" Santana husky voice softly groaned as her hands wrapped tighter around the blonde's waist pulling her in. "You smell like me" she mumbled burying her head in the blonde's neck.

"After all the things you did to me last night I should" Brittany cheekily replied pulling the Latina tighter against her. She moaned softly as the raven haired girls soft dick nestled between her ass cheeks. She could still feel the slight burning in her limbs from all the ways she was stretched and fucked last night. Every part of her was sore, but she still felt so good and relaxed.

"What time is it?" Santana asked her fingers softly caressing the blonde's breast. She would be more then surprised if she could get it up again after all that happened last night and this morning, but she could still admire the beautiful women wrapped in her arms.

"I don't know and I don't care" Brittany replied turning over so that she was face to face with her lover. "You're so beautiful" she mumbled when their eyes met.

"No more then you" Santana smiled pulling her in for a passionate kiss. Their lips locked in a slow battle of dominance as their hands softly roamed each other's bodies caressing and kneading their sore muscles. Santana wanted more of the blonde she wanted all of her. She wanted to make the sweet girl see stars as they came against each other. She wanted the blondes nails buried in her back as they matched each other thrust for thrust until they were screaming out each other's names. She wanted everything with her, but right now at this moment in the late afternoon with their phones ringing and buzzing non-stop all she wanted was to have her sweet girl in her mouth.

"My baby" Brittany moaned as Santana softly flipped her on her back and began to trail kiss on her neck. "I don't think I can take anymore" she added. As much as she wanted the Latina inside of her she was way too sore and due to her size it would be too painful to even try.

"I know baby, but that's not what I want" Santana whispered pulling away from the blonde. "Trust me" she urged staring deep into the limber girls beautiful blue eyes.

They were locked into an intense gaze for what felt like hours, but were merely only seconds before the blonde nodded sealing it was a soft kiss. "I do" she mumbled against Santana's lips.

"Lay back and relax babe" the raven haired girl urged kissing her one last time, before trailing her lips lower down the blondes body. She softly kissed her way down Brittany's toned body stop to pay homage to her soft breast making sure she gave both of them the attention they deserved. She then moved down to her soft navel licking its shell before she found herself bunched up at the end of the couch admiring the place that was becoming so dear to her heart.

She licked her lips spreading the blonde's legs wider holding back her from diving into the glistening center. She drew a deep breathe welcoming allowing the blondes scent to assault her senses. She could almost taste and she wanted to do nothing but ravish her, but she knew she was sore she could tell looking at the soft pink hue of the girl's lips. She would have to take her time instead of diving in and using her mouth, tongue, and fingers to push Brittany over the edge.

"Baby?" Brittany softly whispered looking down at the Latina. She gasped when the raven-haired girl's eyes looked up to meet hers. She could see the desire and the want in them, but she could also see the care and the promise to not her. She knew she was getting wetter just by staring deep into her eyes and telling by how Santana whimpered and her tongue traced her lips she knew she wasn't the only one.

"Shush" Santana hushed kissing the blondes inner thighs. She slowly grabbed them and placed them gently on her shoulders making sure the blonde was more than comfortable before licking the dripping trail of wetness up her milky thighs before she was less than an inch away from her core.

Brittany squirmed as the temptation was killing her. She could feel the Latinas cool breath on her which was just making it worse. She grabbed on Santana's head her fingers locking into the raven tresses before gasping when the girls tongue finally darted out and softly swiped against the length of her pussy. "Baby" she moaned as the Latina licked her slowly up and down the length of her lips before pulling her clit in her mouth and suckling it for a few seconds before repeating herself.

Santana's hands gripped the women's pale thighs as her feet buried themselves in the leather desperately trying to anchor herself from acting like an animal and giving into her desires. Everything about the blonde was so intoxicating from her smell to her taste to the way she reacted to her touch and the sounds that rumbled out of her throat. It was taking all she had from not giving into those animalistic desires.

No she wanted to make the blonde feel good. She wanted to caress and cherish everything Brittany was and had to give to her. So she ignored that side of her and instead gently pulled the blondes legs apart and swiped her tongue against the inside. She then slowly plunged her lithe tongue inside the blonde's whole smirking as the blondes body began to react to her ministrations flooding her mouth with even more juice. She continued her ministrations as the blondes voice grew higher and higher and as her the grip on her hair grew tight to the point where she was sure Brittany was pulling out some of her roots, but she didn't care. All she cared about and wanted was the taste of the blonde flooding her mouth with her delicious cum.

"Oh god" Brittany gasped as Santana's tongue darted out again and swiped the length of her core before she took her clit in her mouth and suckled it for what felt like hours. Her body felt so good and she didn't know how much more she could take of this. Every time she was on the brink of cumming Santana would pull back before paying attention to another part of her. She would go from sucking on her clit, to sliding her tongue as deep as it could go into her hole and then back to licking her slit over and over again.

It felt so good and she wanted nothing more than to fill the Latina with everything she got, but she would not let her. "Baby please" she begged as she felt of her soft lips wrap around her hard clit again.

"Mm wait" Santana mumbled against her pussy before pulling back to pay attention to her dripping hole. The blonde was dripping to the point where her juices dripped down the Latinas chin and on to the ruined leather couch. There was so much of her from smell to feel to taste to the point where Santana didn't want anything else but to have more of it.

"Baby pleases!" Brittany groaned as the Latinas tongue darted inside her scooping out more and more of herself before she went back to licking her lips. She was slowly being driven to insanity and if she didn't cum soon she was going to hold Santana down and ride her face until she did.

"Mm but you taste so good" Santana mumbled languidly licking more of her it.

"But wouldn't I taste even better when I cum" Brittany urged.

"Patience baby" she replied continuing her ministrations. It went on and on for what Brittany felt like was hours, but she couldn't deny it didn't feel good and she was starting to relax and enjoy it until she felt Santana get up and watch her walk out of the room.

"What the fuck" she mumbled her brow brunched in confusion as she sat up. If she could she would run after the Latina and ask her what the fuck she was doing, but she didn't trust her legs to hold up. After last night and what she thinks has been half an hour she was sure she couldn't stand let alone walk. "Santana!?" she yelled more than frustrated.

No on in hell did the Latina just leave her up and hanging or she should say dripping. Especially since for one she was butt ass naked and even though Sugars was closed on Sundays she still wouldn't recommend walking around naked when this was usually the time the cleaning and maintenance crew came in.

"Sorry baby" Santana said rushing back in the room and closing the door behind her.

"What the fuck?" the blonde asked not noticing the large cup of ice in the Latinas hand. "Are you okay?" she asked worriedly.

"I'm fine babe" she said kissing the blonde on the lips before making her way back between the blonde's legs. "I just had an idea" she added placing a couple of ice cubes in her hand.

"What idea did you have- oh g-g-g-god" the blonde stuttered feeling the cool ice against her heated core. "Shit baby" she moaned arching her back as ice was repeatedly brought against her core and she nearly cried feeling the Latinas hot tongue mix with it. "Babe I'm going to cum" she screamed as ice mixed with Santana's talented tongue.

"Let it go baby" Santana urged her now cool tongue delving deep into the blondes depths pushing her over the edge. She slurped deliciously at the sweet nectar gushing out of her desperately trying her best to collect all that she could.

"Why are you so good to me" Brittany cried out softly riding the raven girls lips as her body released all that it could crying out more as the Latina continued her soft assault on her pussy.

Santana continued to drink her up until there was nothing left. When Brittany's body finally grew lax she released her legs kissing the insides one last time before she slowly made her way up to the blonde.

"Your amazing" Brittany said her finger tangling into the girls wild raven locks softly moaning as her partners lips wrapped around her nipples. "I don't know if I can go again" she added.

"I know, but everything about you is so tempting" Santana replied moving up till she was eye to eye with her lover.

"I could say the same thing about you" Brittany replied her hand sliding down and gripping her harden shaft surprised when she saw the soft wince come over the girls face. "Babe are you okay" she said quickly removing her hand.

"I'm just sore babe these past couple of weeks have been great, but I think junior is feeling a little out of it" she smiled kissing the blonde. "Don't worry about it" she shrugged rolling over on her back and pulling the blonde in her arms.

"How can not worry when you're telling me it basically hurts for me to touch you" Brittany questioned sitting up.

"Babe I'm just sore giving it a couple of days and I'll be back to normal" Santana assured trying to calm the worrying blonde. She pretty much had been a non-stop sex binge for the past two weeks and with her job it was amazing she lasted this long, and she still had a shoot to do on Thursday.

"Well you took care of me so I'm going to take care of you" Brittany added leaning up and grabbing the remaining cup of ice.

"Babe don't worry about it" Santana sighed her eyes closed on the brink of sleep. All she wanted was to cuddle up with the beautiful women and take a nap she also wanted a large pizza, but the nap was to come first.

"Shut up and relax" Brittany smiled carefully grabbing the ice and trailing it along the Latinas soft length.

"That feels so good babe" Santana mumbled relaxing under the blonde ministrations. It was so hard to keep her eyes opened but the cool touch of the ice against her sore shaft was one of the best feelings she ever had. Of course it was second compared to how it felt to be inside the blonde.

"Go to sleep baby" Brittany smiled bringing the girl into a kiss before separating to continue giving the Latinas dick an ice bath. She smiled hearing the soft snores of her lover as she continued to spread the ice around until it was nothing but water trailing down on the leather. When she used up all of the ice before crawling back in the Latinas arms laying her head against her chest and falling asleep to the sweet sound of the raven girls heartbeat and soft snores.

Kurt Hummel wasn't your average man. He did not enjoy sports; he did not care for most things in life that did not fit his definition of fabulousness. He lived a happy life of excess from clothes, shoes, food, cars, and everything in between. He loved the finer things in life and didn't care how much it cost to have them.

He had risen from small town Ohio to being one of the most well-known producers in California. There was not a red carpet he had not been on or award show he was not a part of.

Even if most of his work dealt with the porn industry he was still well respected because he was one of the best. He had the golden touch when it came to creating and producing film, shows, or anything in between.

He enjoyed the life of a superstar. The people, the money, the parties everything he never got to experience growing up in Lima. Back in Ohio he was the gay teen that spent more time getting bullied then being a part of any kind of group.

His only friends were Brittany and Rachel and half the time it was only Rachel since unlike them Brittany was a part of the in crowd and didn't have to bear the expense of being slushied every other day.

But now he had it all and if he wanted to he could fly his private jet out to Lima and shove his success in all those who dared to doubt and bullied him.

He was Kurt Hummel the superstar porn producer with the best of everything including a naughty little drug habit snorting lines off a coffee table.

"Damn that's good" the producer smirked falling back on the couch. Not many people knew about his habit mainly because he spent a lot of money and time to make sure no one would find out.

Not even his boyfriend Blaine knew about it for all he knew Kurt was in the studio editing some films not in some flat sniffing coke with the industries addicts.

"What I tell ya" Noah Puckerman replied before doing a line himself. Like Kurt not many knew about Pucks second life either. Not even his baby mama knew that he was the drug supplier to many of the cities celebrities.

Rather it was coke, weed, meth, ecstasy, or simply Xanax if you needed it there was probably a good chance Puck sold it. In addition and since his client list was filled with some of the entertainments biggest names he made pretty good money doing it. Way more money he could of made working a 9-5 with just a high school diploma.

Not to mention all the perks he got such as entrances to the hottest clubs, parties with the cities elite that lasted for hours and pretty much guaranteed him a fuck buddy for the night and thousands of dollars in his pocket.

Sure he never imagined himself selling drugs and even if he did it wouldn't be the hard stuff he was dealing now, but he was left with no choice. No matter how hard he tried, he could not get work and since he had no interest in working a 9-5 that left him with very few options.

Therefore, when he was approached by another drug dealer at an actor's party he took him on his offer to sell, and now two years later he was quickly becoming known as the go-to guy for anything and everything you needed that a doctor wouldn't supply.

It was quick money and it at least gave him the chance to connect with other people in the industry with the hopes that he would be in his own film one day although those chances were few and far between but he was still hoping.

He hated seeing Santana get work while he was stuck at home watching cartoons with his daughter. He may not have had the best junk in the world but it was definitely better than some of the people he saw get roles.

Everyone in his family was making money and he hated having to go to the Lopez's for money or watch them shower his daughter with gifts while could barely afford to get her a Barbie doll.

Plus having a child was expensive and although the Lopez's helped there was only such much he was comfortable letting them do. Especially since Mr. Lopez wasn't shy to give his opinion on the matter.

There was only so much he could handle being called a loser, or a deadbeat who needed to provide for his family before going crazy. Therefore, he went out and got a job and sure, it might not be best, but it still paid and it was better than nothing.

So Puck sold drugs and if using that money to provide for his daughter was such a problem then so be it. Because seeing his daughters face light up when he bought her a new toy was more than worth it.

"Don't hog the shit Puck" his partner in crime Diego ordered. Diego was actually the one to get Puck in the drug business and now they were close friends and business partners.

"Sorry" the Mohawk man muttered passing the long time dealer the rolled up bill.

"Shit I got to go" Kurt said looking down at his thousand dollar watch. In any other neighborhood he probably would do well to hide all his expensive jewelry, but this was one of the best neighborhoods in the city and he practically knew everybody big wig in the building and all their nasty little secrets and habits so he had no problem showcasing his wealth around. "Thanks for the hit" he added standing up and dropping a couple of hundreds on the table.

"As long as you keep paying you're always welcomed" Diego laughed quickly pocketing the money before taking a hit himself. He had gotten in this business to get rich quick and with people like Kurt and his friends that was easily achieved. For years he had been peddling small amounts of weed as a teen and now that he was up on the harder shit he was making more money than ever.

"Are you coming to my party next weekend?" Kurt asked.

"Yep we already got most of the shit ready" Puck nodded. Kurt's parties were always a big money maker for them. Mainly because all of Kurt's friends were filthy rich and were willing to shell out the big bucks for any and everything.

"Good" the producer nodded before reaching down and sweeping the drug dealer in for a passionate kiss.

"What I tell ya' about doing that gay shit in front of me" Diego groaned his face twisted in disgust as he watched his partner return the kiss fervently. He shook his head getting up and making his way to his room. He didn't mind their relationship because it kept the cash flowing, but he didn't want to be a witness for any of the shit they did.

Puck was his dude, but he still couldn't get over the fact that the dude like to mess around with other guys. Especially since when they first met all the father of one would do was brag about his sexual conquest than go out of his way to prove it. But if he had to watch Puck make out with a couple of dudes especially well connected ones like Kurt he would as long as they kept bringing in the dough.

"Bye" Puck laughed watching Kurt walk out the door. Many people thought he was straight and to be honest he was…most of the time.

Usually he only hooked up with guys every now and then and never really considered that he was gay since most of the time he only did it when he was high or being paid for a film.

He actually was introduced to it during one of the first roles he got in the industry. Though he could barely get a speaking role in straight flicks the gay porno scene loved him and back then he saw no harm in it.

After a while he started to experiment off set and hook up with guys around town until he just became one of those things he did but kept on the low like his dealing.

He and Kurt had only been hooking up for a couple of months and only when they were doing drugs with each other. And even though Kurt had a boyfriend he wouldn't call what they were doing an actually affair.

One reason was because both of them knew that what they had was just fun nothing else. Kurt loved Blaine, and Puck loved women. They had agreed in the beginning that their relationship was strictly about the sex and drugs.

Kurt got a discount on the loads of cocaine and x he took and Puck got thousands of dollars in return due to Kurt's friends. And just because they hooked up with each other in between didn't mean anything.

Sundays at SUGARS was usually empty after all not many people went out to clubs on Sundays, and Sugar pretty much use that as an excuse to not open so that she could spend the whole day pampering herself and spending her dads money.

But if you were to walk into SUGARS on this particular Saturday and head to the back offices all the way into the last room you would see the remnants of a couple who spent the whole night and early afternoon ravishing each other. Although they weren't as naked as they were hours before you could still see the intimacy between them.

"You're lying" Brittany laughed her long wild tresses thrown back against the couch. After her and Santana woke up from their naps they had ordered the largest pizza with all the toppings they could, raided the liquor stock and now laid cuddled against one another on the couch sharing stories about their life.

"I'm serious it was the craziest thing I ever saw" Santana chuckled taking a bite of her pizza. They had both woken up practically dying from hunger and after a little debating agreed to put some clothes on and work on getting some food in their stomachs.

"Mm you know this is the only time we have actually sat and talked to each other" Brittany said her feet rest on the Latinas boxer covered lap. Neither one of them was up for sex and were perfectly content to just being in each other's company.

"I blame you for that" Santana smirked throwing her pizza slice in the box and wiping her hands before meeting the blondes questioning gaze.

"Me?" Brittany gasped. "If anything you're the one who can't keep their dick out of me" she challenged.

"I can't help it" Santana shrugged massaging the blonde's long legs. "Your irresistible" she added before pulling her into a heated lip lock.

"You taste like pepperoni" Brittany giggled against her lips.

"Well you taste like sausage" Santana replied

"Pizza Huts or yours" Brittany cheekily giggled bringing the Latina into a heated kiss. "I love your lips" she added once they pulled apart.

"I love your lips too, but I think it's time we get back to the real world" the Latina regretfully said. They had been going at it all night, and if people were not looking for them last night than they were definitely looking for them now after almost a day in a half.

"Why?" the blonde groaned throwing her back against the couch. "Why can't we just stay here, pig out on pizza, and fuck until were old and gray" she added to both of their laughs.

"God as much as that pleases me we both have jobs, and families, and I would love to spend another day like this, but someone is going to start to worry" Santana answered. Hell knowing her parents it wouldn't be long until the cops were called. "But that doesn't mean we have to stop doing things like this"

"Promise?" Brittany inquired her crystal blue eyes bearing deep into the chocolate browns of Santana.

"I promise" the Latina nodded. "I like spending time with you and love it anymore if that time ends up with us naked and fucking until were tired"

"I guess" the blonde sadly sighed which of course quickly caught her partners attention.

"What?" Santana asked placing the pizza box on the floor and moving closer until the blue eyed women was in her arms.

"I just want this to mean more than sex" Brittan confessed. Yeah she enjoyed having sex with Santana more than anything, but she actually wanted to be more then fuck friends. Hell her job description at the moment was just being a fuck buddy to the women and she wanted more.

They may have not had a lot of time to spend with each other and of course spent all the time they did have naked, but she enjoyed the little moments they had shared. Moments like this where they got the chance to talk and learn more about each other.

She loved hearing the crazy stories of Santana's family, or about the time she split her pants in front of the whole school, or the time she was fourteen and ended up with a muscle strained after first learning to masturbate. She was quickly falling for the women and wanted to get the chance to see if possibly by some struck of luck the women was falling for her too.

"What do you mean?" the Latina questioned with a confused expression.

"Forget it Santana" Brittany sighed quickly getting up. She didn't want to take the chance of her being wrong about her feelings and end up rejected. Yeah she liked Santana and thought Santana might feel the same thing about her, but maybe she was wrong. After all, it is not like they knew a lot about each other so maybe the Latina acted like this with all the girls she's been with.

"What are you doing?" Santana questioned watching as the blonde rummaged around the room picking up her clothes. "Don't leave Britt" she begged.

"Why not? Obviously this is just sex which I'm fine with I am" the blonde replied gathering her clothes as quickly as possible. "I have no problem with fucking around Santana I mean it's practically how I make a living, but right now I am in no mood to stick around after embarrassing myself"

"Britt will you calm down please" Santana urged getting up and walking towards the girl. "I like you too" she softly added once she was face to face with her.

"Then why did you ask 'what did I mean' when I said I wanted more from you?" the blonde inquired.

"Because I didn't know if you meant us dating or just hooking up. I like you a lot, but all we ever do is have sex which I have no problem with" the Latina cheekily assured. "I just wanted to know what being more meant to you" she added softly pulling the blonde in her arms.

"What does it mean to you?" Brittany shyly questioned her arms wrapping around the Latinas neck.

"It means that every time I see you I tell you how beautiful you are" Santana said pulling her in until their bodies were flushed against each other.

"Go on" Brittany smiled playing with the Latinas hair.

"It means that on night like this I get to pick you up, and take you to any place you want to go and spend the whole night learning everything there is to know about you"

"Everything?" Brittany smiled.

"Everything" Santana promised softly kissing her again. "It means that I get the chance to make you mine in every sense of the word. That I take you on dates, talk to you on the phone, text you every hour just to tell you how much I miss you" she said her hand slowly lowering to grip the blondes ass.

"Mm tell me more" Brittany urged growing wetter at the Latinas hot words.

"It means that I get to tell the world how beautiful you are to me" the Latina said before picking up the blonde sucking on Brittany's neck as she carried her to the desk and softly placed her down. "It means that this isn't just us fucking. That it is more than just us secretly hooking up. It's us dating" she added pushing down her boxers revealing her hardening shaft.

"God baby don't stop" Brittany moaned as Latina pushed her panties to the side and slowly slide herself in her dripping tunnel.

"It means us baby" Santana murmured her head buried in the blondes neck as she slowly thrust in and out of the blonde. "It means this and so much more baby. I want it all with you"

"You promise" Brittany begged her legs wrapped tight around the Latinas lithe waist as her nails buried themselves in the women's back.

"Yes baby I promise" Santana groaned as the blondes walls tighten around her shaft. She was already pretty sensitive from all of their previous activity and knew that she wouldn't be able to last long. Hell she was sweating now just trying to keep from cumming.

"I want it all to baby" Brittany moaned as the Latinas thick shaft sensually assaulted her insides. No one ever could get her rearing and going as fast as Santana could. The women was like a grand maestro and the blonde her piano the way she knew how to work her up so fast.

"Then let go baby" Santana urged practically begging knowing she was seconds away from cumming herself. "Let go and I promise that I'll do everything I said. Let go baby and I promise to treat like a queen"

"Yes!" Brittany yelled as Latinas thrust pushed her over the edge. She clawed down Santana's back adding to the many marks that were quickly decorating her honey-roasted skin.

"Just like that baby" Santana said feeling the blonde gush around her dick and that was all it took for her and she was gripping on the women's blonde locks and pulling her into an intense kiss as she filled said women's insides with her hot seed.

Their tongues softly entwined as they came crashing against each other the promise of what they could be filling each other with happiness.

"So how about it baby?" Santana asked a couple of minutes after both of them came down although they didn't bother to pull an inch apart from each other. "Will you go out with me?" she asked.

"I would like nothing more" Brittany squealed pulling her into another and although it was slow and languid it held so much promise and had both of them not spend the past day and a half fucking each other to sheer exhaustion it would be the kind of kiss of that lead to much more.

Santana knew that this wasn't the end of the conversation. Like she said they both had lives outside of each other and obligations and Santana still had a lot of work on her plate. She was just starting to gain fame and if this movie did well she would be set in many ways and having a relationship with her co-star could cause many problems.

So yeah maybe they wouldn't be able to be as out in the open as other couples, but she still wanted to give this a chance. She could see herself with Brittany, and actually be happy with her which was saying a lot if you knew about her past with women.

So both of them stood in the back of the closed club. Locked in the room they had made themselves comfortable in for the past couple days. Were they kissed, moaned, screamed, and clawed at each other's back, and now the place where they decided to try and be something more than occasional fuck buddies and work mates.

Quinn Fabray was not an angry person. Sure, back in high school, she was known as the resident bitch and of course, she still had some of those qualities now. But she was no longer that insecure cheerleader who went around tearing people down before they could get the chance to do it to her. She had perfected the bitch persona and ruled their high school with it since she was a freshman.

But now that she years removed from the halls of East High and was a mother to beautiful little girl she had mellowed out in a lot of ways. She no longer was that insecure teenager and becoming a teen parent made sure of that.

In fact after she got pregnant she lost her cheerleading spot and of course when that went away so did her social status so she had no choice but to lose her bitchy ways. And after giving birth to her daughter she couldn't imagine watching the beautiful girl grow up and act like she did.

Therefore, now that she was an adult with a blossoming career thanks to her longstanding best friend, and finally a family to count on she barely found reasons to get mad that did not revolve around the father of her child.

But as she sat in the parking lot of one of the largest entertainment studios in the country she was absolutely livid. If there was one thing Quinn was good at was business. She had the looks and the mind to capture the attention of executives, producers, directors, and everyone in between.

Its why her and Santana were quickly finding success in so little time. Santana brought the package and she bought the brain to back it up. They were anomaly in this industry partly because of what San was and also because of their age.

A lot of people still thought of them as children and in this industry where the veterans ruled the world they were quickly beginning to gain a lot of attention. Just a couple of months back they were hustling small roles and now they had a lead in one of the most popular directors films and they were slowly but surely gaining more offers as time went by.

Word had already got around that some big time people wanted to sign them to some contracts which is exactly why she was pissed off now. They were supposed to be having a meeting with Rachel right about now but Santana was nowhere to be found.

She hadn't bothered to pick up her phone, answer any of the hundreds of text she sent out. Hell she even had the Lopez's try to get in contact with her and all they got was some lousy message saying she was busy and will call them later.

She hadn't seen the Latina since she left to get them a drink at Sugars and she was getting tired of the disappearing act. She thought after their intense phone call a couple days ago they would be back to dating each other. Obviously, Santana still had feelings for her or why else would she masturbate on the phone with her.

Now this was more than just them trying out a relationship again. Now it was about their business and Quinn had a lot riding on this. It wasn't like she was proud to be a manager to a porn star but it paid the bills and she put so much time, effort, and energy into getting them to where they are now and she wasn't about to let that fall down the drain.

This was not just Santana's big break, but hers too. If all goes well she could be managing more people possibly actresses and actors in and out the porn industry.

This was her career now and the opportunities available to her were endless if she played her cards right and Santana answered the damn phone!

With a frustrated sigh, she realized that Santana obviously was not going to respond back and even if she did, was not going to be able to come clear across town in time for this meeting. She checked her mirror making sure her make-up was flawless as usual and not a hair from her chic bob was out of place before grabbing her bag and making her way inside Berry Productions.

The modern building was adorned in floor to roof glass and was quite intimidating to anyone veteran or not that made their way here. This building could make or break your career, and if you were one of the lucky ones that made it you were guaranteed to be on the list of the highest earners in this industry in the next couple of months.

This building was practically a breeding ground for wealth and the one person in charge of it was none other than Rachel Berry herself. Quinn knew about Rachel hell anybody who wanted to make it in this industry knew about her.

She was the petite somewhat sex crazed genius that had went from lowly high school nerd to one of the biggest earns in all of the entertainment industry. She had done big things at a young age and nothing happened in adult film world without her knowing or her approval.

She was one of the top dogs if not the top dog, and from what the blonde heard that could be said about her in the office as well as in the sheets. Rachel Berry proudly had quite the reputation and if Quinn wasn't in love with Santana and planning on getting back together with her she would be happy to test it out.

"Ah Ms. Fabray good to see you" Tiffany Rachel's assistant greeted as the blonde stepped out of the elevator and towards the end of the hall. Rachel knew the power she had in this industry which you could tell about her office which took up nearly the whole floor.

The walls were all made out of glass without a tiny speck of dust let alone a streak on them. It gave way to the view of the city a view the blonde was sure looked amazing at night. The floors were covered in marble and the soft clicking of her heels of against them echoed in the long corridor leading to large chestnut doors of course after you got past security and her assistant.

Everything in the office was marbled, gold, or dark chestnut. There were a couple of people milling around which the blonde knew from the few times she has been up here that their offices were probably a couple of floors below them.

Rachel loved her privacy and from what she was told the only person who shared the top floor with her was Kurt and he was all the way on the other side.

"Thanks Tiff" Quinn smiled embracing the slim bottled blonde. She and Tiffany were a like in many ways. For example, both of them were single moms who were knocked up by some jerk in highschool. They were both blonde and although Tiffany had no problem admitting to her dye job Quinn would never.

"How's the little munchkin?" Tiffany asked as they made their way to her desk that was nestled in front of the large closed corridors of Rachel's office. She had been with Berry Productions since it was housed in a small building near the warehouse district, and she was proud to see where they were now.

Many people thought that she should try to move up in the company but in all honesty, she enjoyed being a secretary. It came easy to her, she got paid extremely well, got to meet the biggest celebs, and the job was flexible enough to the point where she didn't have to risk losing time with her child.

"She's good growing faster every day" Quinn replied. "How's your little man?"

"Kings good whenever he can stay out of trouble" they laughed. Although they had only met a couple of months ago, they were able to bond over their children and all the many things they had to handle as a single mom.

"That's good to hear one of these days will have to set them up on a play date" the manager said.

"Just let me know whenever your open and I'll blackmail Rachel into giving me time off" Tiffany joked. Although if she truly wanted too she could probably do so with everything she knew about the director. After all she was her secretary slash confidant slash anything the women needed that didn't cross the line of sex. She had seen many things going in, out, and around this office. Hell the reason why Rachel paid her so well was because of the wealth of information she could gather.

Tiffany kept informed so that she could keep her boss informed, and the main reason no one was ever able to do anything in this business without her knowledge was because of the bottled blonde.

"Of course" Quinn laughed. "Sorry to cut this short, but I have a 2pm with your boss" she added. She was fifteen minutes early, but when it came to Rachel Berry you were either early or fired as she loved to say.

"She's expecting you just go right in" Tiffany nodded before getting back at the various task she had her hands in. She had learned some interesting news yesterday and needed to dig up some dirt before letting her boss in on the secret.

"Thanks Tiff" Quinn said before taking a deep breath and making her way into the large office. She pushed open the large oak door and entering the belly of the beast.

Right off the bat she noticed the outside of the office matched the inside of it almost exactly. Everything was colored in dark reds, browns, and gold with a couple of black throw pillows around. The carpet was an ornate burgundy and gold with leather couches and loveseats pushed against the walls. A huge fireplace was placed against the left wall and over it hanged a large painting of none other than Rachel Berry dressed in all leather laying against a tiger skin rug surrounded by naked men and women. Quinn had to pinch herself to keep from rolling her eyes at the over indulgence.

The far wall was covered completely in bay windows that captured the view of the city and sitting a couple of feet away from it in a chair that could be mistaken as a throne was the director herself.

"Ah Ms. Fabray I wasn't expecting you this early" Rachel smirked as some of her closest advisors mulled around her desk.

"I can wait outside if needed" Quinn said surprised at the sound of her own nervousness. This was the first time she ever been in the moguls office since all business so far was done a couple of floors below them so she was a little intimidated although she was trying hard to keep from showing it.

"Please stay" Rachel urged her famous smirk aligned her face. "In fact take a seat and make yourself comfortable I will only be a couple of more minutes" she assured devious thoughts already running through her head.

"Are you sure you seem quite busy" the blonde replied pointing at the many people around the director that seemed to be too busy to even acknowledge her although if you were ask them they were well trained in knowing not too.

"No worries these are some of most trusted workers" the brunette informed. "And we were just finishing up" she assured. "Please I insist" although the tone of her voice made sure to let Quinn know it was more like a demand.

"Okay" the blonde nodded before walking to the large leather bound sofa and quietly sitting down. She placed her briefcase down and crossed her legs waiting as patiently as possible until the director was done.

Rachel smiled before going back to discuss the many on goings of her company making sure to smile at the blonde every couple of minutes to assure her. Needless to say when she first got a taste of this game called business she loved to play and part of that was keeping people waiting just to assure them they knew their place.

Of course she knew Quinn would be early just looking at the preteen mom she could tell this was a women who was wound up so tight she could shape a coal into a diamond. She did her homework about the blonde and knew she was here from the very first second she drove into the parking lot where she was. She didn't get where she is now by not doing her homework.

She happily dragged out the conversations with her associates smiling every time she saw the blonde grow frustrated as the minutes passed, and after feeling satisfied enough with pushing the women's buttons, she dismissed her workers escorting them out the door.

"Tiffany please hold all my calls for the next two hours" the business mogul demanded not waiting for her secretary's response before she had shut and locked the doors. "So Ms. Fabray you are quite the interesting lady" she opened with walking towards her well stocked bar.

"Why do you say that?" Quinn questioned as the brunette poured two glasses of what she was probably guessing was some kind of scotch or bourbon by the dark color

"Becoming a manager at such a young age and in this business of all places I just find that interesting" Rachel smiled slowly sauntering towards her and passing her a glass. Quinn politely took it taking a couple of sips before placing it on the glass table in front of her.

She wasn't a dark liquid kind of girl but out of respect she would entertain the thought that she was although she was sure Rachel could tell by the slight wince in her face

"Well whatever pays the bills" the blonde shrugged

"Oh so your just in this business to get rich" Rachel teased sitting down next to the blonde. "I'll have to remember that" she added leaning back against the patented leather as she sipped her fifty year old scotch.

"Of course not" Quinn assured. "Don't get me wrong the money is nice and pays the bills, but I enjoy this work and Santana is one of my oldest friends so it was kind of a no brainer" she explained.

"Speaking of where is my favorite she-male?" the brunette smirked.

"She wishes she could be here, but she had to help her mother out with a couple of things" the blonde expertly lied. Of course she wasn't stupid enough to let Rachel know that she had no idea where her friend slash client slash current pain in the ass was since said pain in the ass wasn't picking up her phone.

"Well I'm actually glad to hear that, because I actually wanted to get the chance to speak with just you" Rachel informed a devious glint in her eye.

"Is about that film? Is Santana not doing something correctly, because if so I'll talk to her and make sure she fixes it" Quinn rattled off. They had a lot of things riding on this film and she wasn't about to let anything ruin it.

"Calm down Ms. Fabray" Rachel chuckled. "May I call you Quinn?" she politely asked although both of them knew it was out of formality because with the power she had at her disposal the brunette could call Quinn a baboon and get away with it.

"Sure" the blonde shrugged.

"Well Quinn I have to say you have drawn my interest and not a lot of people do" Rachel said before taking another sip of her drink. "I mean you're young gorgeous women with the possibility to manage one of the biggest acts in this industry" she added.

"Wait, are you talking about San?" the blonde questioned her eyebrows furred together in confusion.

"Of course I am" the brunette laughed. "Santana is a gold mine. She's hot, fit, a damn good actor and her package can rival some of the longest veterans. She's got it all, and I want her on my team"

"Really!" Quinn yelled in excitement. She knew with this movie they would have a chance to open a lot of doors and possibly land some big contracts but it was only in her dreams she thought it would be with Rachel Berry.

Sure they were starring in her films, but hundreds of people could say that and only a few landed contracts. This was big time and almost guaranteed them a steady and very hefty paycheck. Berry Productions did it all; movies, toys, board games, and promotional tours this was the big leagues and very few people who were just starting out like they were got this chance.

"Yes" Rachel laughed placing her drink down. "In fact I'm ready to sign you and Santana to a 5 film deal now which would include products and advertisements and you would of course get a share of the profits" she listed. She leaned over opening a drawer and pulling out a lengthy contract.

She had her people working on this for the past couple of weeks and was happy that they were able to come up with something that would benefit everybody including herself mostly.

"Of course I expect you to take some time to read this over with your lawyers" she added handing her the contract.

"Oh I will" Quinn happily nodded skimming over the document. "Thank you Ms. Berry you don't know how much this mean to us and I'll be sure to get back to you as soon as possible" she excitedly squealed.

"Please Quinn take your time" the director said placing a hand on the blondes thigh. "Besides there's still more I need to discuss with you"

"What do you mean?" the blonde questioned her eyes staring at the women's tanned hand.

"Well you see Quinn you interest me in more ways than just where you choose to work" Rachel smirked her hand slowly sliding up the blonde's thigh before making its way inside her skirt. "I think your gorgeous and I would love to be able to get the chance to see if you taste as good as I imagine" her breath hotly whispered as before leaning into the blondes neck and sucking lightly at her skin.

"Ms. Fabray I do-" the single mom nervously said.

"Call me Rachel" the director interrupted.

"Rachel I don't think this is right" she stuttered.

"I don't care" the brunette muttered as her fingers now worked themselves along her panty clad center. Of course Quinn wasn't going to lie and say she wasn't turned on because she was. It has been a while since she has had sex and although she had her heart set on being with Santana she could not act like what the women was doing was not pleasing especially when her fingers slowly delved over her center.

"I want you Quinn and by how wet I can feel you're getting I know you want me too" Rachel added. "So untighten you perky little ass and let me have you"

"B-b-but I-I-I can't" Quinn nervously said trying to push the insistent director off her.

"You will if you want that contract" Rachel threatened in her ear as he fingers brushed aside the blondes panties and thrusted inside the mother of one.

"What?!" Quinn gasped from the sudden intrusion as well as the threat being whispered in her ear.

"I want you Quinn and I always get what I want, and if you and your she-male of a best friend want this contract you'll give that to me" Rachel darkly whispered as her fingers pumped inside the blonde. "If you don't well you know how much power I have in this business" she added with a low chuckle.

"You wouldn't" Quinn gasped as she was worked up. Sure, she did not like to be threaten, but there was no denying that Rachel knew what she was doing. She was expertly hitting all her spots to the point where the blonde had to grab on the brunettes back to keep from losing control.

"Yes I would" Rachel promised pulling away from the tempting women's neck and staring her in the eyes to ensure she knew how serious she was. She was going to be rich and powerful with or without the blonde and her client and ruining another career was just like any other day for her.

"Please Rachel" Quinn begged her eyes struggling to keep from closing as she tried to keep herself from cumming.

"Look at me" Rachel demanded. "I said look at me!" she yelled her free hand roughly grabbing onto the blondes short locks and forcing them to be eye to eye with each other. "Let me make it clear for you. I either get to fuck you whenever and wherever I want or you and your old friend will be struggling to make ends meet for that sweet little daughter of yours" she emphasized with every thrust before rubbing on the blondes hard click smirking in triumph as she felt the gushing wet sign of her orgasm.

"Oh god" Quinn whimpered as she came around the brunettes fingers.

"I want what I want Ms. Fabray" Rachel laughed working her fingers until the blonde rode out her orgasm. She then slipped out of the women's soaked channel wiping the blonde's essence on her Armani slacks before grabbing her drink and making her way to her desk. "You can refresh yourself in the bathroom next to you" she added before comfortably sitting down in her chair and going back to work like nothing just happened.

Quinn sat there stunned for a couple of minutes not sure if everything that happened wasn't some crazy dream she was in. She jumped up pushing down her bunched up skirt before stumbling to the adjacent bathroom desperately trying to hold in her tears.

This wasn't supposed to happen. She was supposed to come in here schmooze with Rachel a little bit just to improve their chances of getting a contract. Not end up getting fucked like some whore and then discarded like she was trashed.

Her hand flashed over her mouth to keep from sobbing loudly as tears fell down her cheeks. She had never felt so disgusting and violated before and couldn't believe that she just let something like that happened to her let alone cum from it.

This wasn't how she did business. Sure she flirted and teased a little bit, but she had never compromised who she was by having sex with people. She knew people like that hell this whole industry was created for people like that, but not her.

She was a mother for god sakes. A damn good one who wanted to teach her daughter to be more than just good looks and a great ass. She had sacrifice too much to get here and now everything she tried to be and wanted to show her daughter was down the drain.

"Oh god" she gasped before rushing to the toilet and throwing up her breakfast. She couldn't even think straight so many things were running through her mind. She couldn't figure out if she had just had sex or was rape. It wasn't like she said no and even if she was Rachel Berry was powerful enough to get away with it. "Oh please no" she cried in the toilet as she ran out of food to give up and was just now dry heaving.

She didn't know what to do. If she told it would ruin them and Rachel would take pleasure in making sure their careers were over. They had so much riding on this film and since they were already in this business, it was not like they could go back to regular jobs. Just one google search would possibly end all chances of getting a career in anything but this.

She sat there for who knows how long as every scenario went through her head before standing up. She had to do something and sitting in this bathroom wasn't going to help. So she wiped her mouth, flushed the toilet, and made sure that she was presentable enough before taking a couple of deep breathes and making her way outside the bathroom.

To her relief Rachel Berry was nowhere to be found and she was thankful for that because she didn't know if her stomach could stand the sight of her right now.

She quickly gathered her belongings, the contract and made her way outside the office.

"Oh Quinn there you are" Tiffany greeted seeing the blonde rush out the office. "Rachel said you didn't feel well" the blonde added.

"Y-yeah" the manager nodded. "I think I got some kind of stomach bug" she grimaced her hand placed on her stomach

"Well I hope you feel better" Tiffany smiled. "Rachel apologizes but she had to run to set, but she says to feel better and take as long as you needed"

"Thanks Tiffany" Quinn smiled although she was sure it was more like a grimace. "I'll see you later" she nodded waving at the women once more before quickly making her way to the elevators. She didn't bother to look up or speak to anyone and by the time she made it to the ground floor she was practically running to her car.

She felt like she was suffocating and needed to get out of this building and off this damn lot as soon as possible. Everything either had Rachel's name or face on it and she could not deal. She jumped in her car and peeled out of the parking lot almost running over or hitting quite a few people as she did so.

She was so determined to get away as far as possible and to somewhere safe that she did not even notice the never-ending stream of tears rolling down her pale face.

She knew the director had a reputation, but she never imagined nor wanted it to be like this, and now she faced the possibility of ruining her and Santana's career before it even started.

END OF CHAPTER 14

AN: This is a big chapter in the story and I urge y'all to remember the things that happened, because it's going to set up a lot of things that are later. I know I promised y'all a quicker update when I got back, but life got in the way.

I hope y'all enjoy this and always let me know what you think please!