As much as I would like to own them, all the characters of Glee belong to Fox – I own nothing. All the characters of The Fast and the Furious belong to Universal Studios, I'm just borrowing some of them. All writing belongs to me.

Here it is! I'm sorry I had to make you guys wait for this one but it's finally here and it's probably what you think of, and it's nothing but Brittana goodness *wink wink*. Anyway, have fun reading it and I will be back next week.

Also, by the way this chapter is better accompanied by the song 'Sweetest Song' by Jessie Ware. I definitely recommend you listen to it as you read it as it helps bring the chapter to life.

Thank you to all the reviewers and followers etc. It still means a lot to me to know you're reading this story! :D

(If you haven't already guessed there's gonna be some lady on lady lovin' so after the first scene if you don't like it don't read it)

The afternoon sun sat high in the sky as a light blue RX8 and an ice blue Supra slid around the tight bends of the canyon. Both cars were near enough in sync as they lazily drifted with barely any effort, their skills clear as they enjoyed the amazing views and the quiet roads. It was the perfect time to drift, other than night that is, and the road they had once battled for a leg up over the cops on they now conquered at their own pace.

The Supra followed behind the RX8, almost glued to it as the driver in front led them out of the canyon and cliff-side roads towards a small parking lot, a familiar one at that. Pulling into said parking lot the Supra followed obediently and parked up next to it so that both cars were facing the awe inspiring view in front of them.

Santana stepped out of her car, unhooking her sunglasses from her shirt and glancing out at the view before looking over at the other driver who had just stepped out of her car. By the time that she had closed her door and pulled on her own pair of sunglasses Brittany saw Santana lent up against the hood of her car, immediately seeing the opportunity she had been given.

She couldn't help the grin that adorned her face as she stepped up to her girlfriend, pecking her on the lips before situating herself on her lap. She soon felt Santana's arms wrap around her waist and pull her in as close as possible, happily resting her head on her shoulder.

A few short moments later Santana broke the silence. "You didn't just bring me here to have lunch and drift did you?"

Brittany shrugged in her arms. "No, not really."

"Care to explain?"

"Back on your initiation day, when I was waiting for you"

"Ok..."

"I come here to think, the view helps. Anyway, when I was waiting for you I saw all these couples and the only thing I've ever wanted to do since I discovered this place is maybe one day bring my own special someone"

"Own special someone?"

"Hmm"

"Then I'm honoured"

Brittany squirmed happily as Santana peppered her neck with a series of light kisses.

"Hmm... you are my special someone San."

"I'm happy to hear it but I'm guessing that isn't the only reason why you brought me here though"

"You wouldn't be wrong. How did you know though?"

She felt the Latina let out a laugh from behind her. "Call it intuition. I know you well enough by now to know if you're not telling the whole story. No offence"

"None taken. I guess it just caught me off guard that's all"

"Sorry"

Turning her head Brittany cupped Santana's jaw with her free hand, able to see the other woman's eyes despite the fact that she too was wearing sunglasses. "You never have to be sorry"

And with that she pressed a soft kiss to Santana's lips, letting it linger for a few moments before pulling away, once again feeling her girlfriend's head on her shoulder.

"Carry on" She prompted, nuzzling her nose into the side of the blonde's neck.

"I also brought you here because I wanted to give you a break away from everything"

"When you say everything, you mean..."

"The crew, Puck, racing, your mom and your abuela, yourself. I wanted to give you an escape and take you to a place that always helps me when I need to get away from everything in my life"

Santana took a few silent moments to ponder what Brittany had just told her. The blonde had gone out of her way to introduce her to a place where she could just forget everything, at least for a few hours. The act in itself was enough to make her heart burst with nothing but love and appreciation, enough of it bleeding out in the form of a soft but passionate kiss to the blonde's jawline, unable to connect their lips in the way she wanted to due to their current positioning. She soon remedied that though and pulled her around by the waist, Brittany's arms almost immediately gravitating towards her neck as their lips finally coupled together.

Brittany felt all of Santana's love for her in that one kiss, finally seeing just how much she cared for her since the first time they had said 'I love you'. Not that back then she didn't feel the truth in the other woman's words but this seemed to lock it all into place, love pouring back and forth from one woman to the other and only adding to the feelings they had felt back on that day. They weren't quite there to matching them but they felt pretty damn close.

Nevertheless they didn't part, only proceeding to deepen the kiss and pull themselves closer to each other, not caring that their bodies were nearly flush with one another in the middle of the parking lot. Lucky for them there weren't that many people but they didn't care, too lost in one another to care about what everybody else thought.

They only parted due to lack of air, their foreheads resting together as Brittany removed both their sunglasses, Santana caressing her hands up and down the slightly taller woman's back soothingly, not quite ready to let go of her just yet. Instead she spoke up in response to the blonde's meaningful statement.

"I love you so much"

Brittany felt herself smile, her arms retracting a little so that she could cup her face and caress her jaw. "I love you too"

There was a comfortable pause before Santana tightened her arms a little, a sure sign that she was going to speak. "Britt?"

"Yeah?"

"Thank you"

"What for?"

"For being there for me. I know your life was probably a lot simpler before I came crashing into it, admittedly a lot quieter-"

Before she could continue she was cut off by the tightening of the hands cupping her face, thumbs now soothingly rubbing her cheeks. "Hey, where did this come from?"

She shrugged, not quite sure what to say even when she had been the one to start this course of conversation. Nonetheless she carried on, her eyes finally meeting Brittany's. "I don't know. I guess I just wanted to thank you for being there for me through all I've put you and the crew through since I arrived"

Brittany couldn't help but chuckle. "San, you don't have to thank me. Even if we weren't dating I still would have been there for you no matter what. It's what makes our crew so tight-knit. It's why we consider everybody as family instead of just friends and other drivers. We all go through tough times, we have before and you know that. Think about it this way; maybe we needed someone to shake us up. I have to admit we were getting a little comfortable"

Brittany watched as her brow knitted right before her. "So you don't regret any of it?"

"No, of course not!"

Nodding, Santana tightened her grip just that little bit more, just small enough to go unnoticed by anyone else but just noticeable enough that only Brittany would be able to recognize the subtle gesture.

"San, what's wrong?" She asked.

Santana hesitated before deciding that it was better to speak rather than keep it inside. "I know that you've been waiting for me you know, in that way..." Brittany could tell that something had shifted but she decide not to speak, instead letting Santana get to it in her own time. "And it's not because I haven't done it before but everything with Puck and racing I just wanted to make sure my mind was clear before I gave myself to you. What I'm trying to say is that I'm ready to take us to the next level, if you want that that is..."

Brittany felt herself beam brightly at the statement, now knowing for sure that something had definitely shifted between them, she just needed to hear Santana say it out loud. Santana frowned however when all Brittany did was smile at her instead of saying something in return like she had expected.

"Uh... Britt?"

Brittany snapped back to reality at the sound of her name, her arms sliding back around Santana's neck and pulling her towards her.

"Of course" She whispered into the kiss, feeling Santana smile against her lips.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah"

The view from the room was amazing as Brittany stood looking out over the bay. The water shone and sparkled blue in the distance and crashed calmly against the rocks far down below. The floor to ceiling sliding glass door that lead out onto the small balcony stayed closed as she stood up against them, her palm flat against the glass as she let her body relax in the atmosphere of the small room. When she felt warm arms wrap around her waist she couldn't help but smile, feeling her heart rate pick up as tanned hands made their way around to the front of her t-shirt, slipping beneath and running softly across the taut muscles of her abs like they had been there thousands of times before when in reality it was only the first.

That being said they expertly caressed her stomach as she felt a pair of plump but warm lips on her neck, already finding her weak spot in the space between the skin of her neck and the back of her ear. She felt as if her lips could buckle at the feeling combined with the caress of warm puffs of air on her neck but the arms around her, although currently occupied with smoothing over her abdomen, never once told her anything other that she would catch her without fail if her knees did indeed buckle beneath her.

Those hands gently tugged at the hem of her shirt and it wasn't long before it was being discarded somewhere behind them.

Santana's hands moved to her hips, gripping and pulling her around. Lips then found each other before her own trailed down to the creamy skin of Brittany's collarbone, biting on the lace of her bra before moving lower until they were kissing just below her belly button. Brittany's hands soon found purchase in Santana's hair, the taller girl having removed it from her ponytail for her not long after they had entered the room. What could she say? She had a secret thing for Santana letting it flow freely and now definitely wasn't an exception.

In fact, it was the perfect time to enjoy time away with her girlfriend without the constant threat of being caught or busted in on. After Santana had admitted that she was ready for the next step the air had changed between them. Not in a bad way, but lust had thickened in the air and it had somewhat intoxicated them enough to make a decision that would surely change their relationship and things between them forever. That's what led to where they are now, a cosy room in small inn not far from Breadstix. They had originally intended to find somewhere back in Lima to spend the night but when they had saw the sign for this place they had both agreed as soon as it first came into sight.

Now the bright red sunset painted itself across the sky through the sliding glass door as Santana made a show of unbuttoning Brittany's denim short shorts, the Latina taking her time in popping open the button and dragging the zip down tooth by tooth. Nevertheless Brittany stepped out of them gracefully as they fell down her long legs to the floor, pooling around her feet before Santana grabbed them, throwing them in a random direction now joining her discarded t-shirt.

When it was Santana's turn, Brittany now in nothing but her underwear, the blonde took the lead, slowly unbuttoning the shirt she was wearing, leaving her in a plain white t-shirt. This time it was her turn to discard the others clothing, letting it join her own clothes somewhere in the general direction of where Santana had thrown hers. Santana felt slender fingers slide up underneath her shirt, running over her own abs before Brittany signalled by tugging on the bottom that she wanted it off.

She happily obliged, letting Brittany pull it over her head before letting her continue with what she had been doing. It was then that she felt those soft fingers finger her belt, moving somewhat quickly and expertly as they unbuckled it, moving to the button and the zipper. Although Brittany didn't take the time she had to undo them Santana still found her breath catching in her throat as the looked down, the sight of Brittany's hands in their current position sending a very warm and welcome feeling to the space between her legs.

Brittany however didn't keep them there for long, already tugging down and revealing the boxers she was wearing. Once they had been pooled around her feet she let Brittany lift her legs up, throwing them to the side and coming back up so that they were face to face once more.

Instantly their lips connected and hands started roaming, Santana's finding purchase on Brittany's now-bare hips. Brittany's caressed her collarbone, fingertips dusting over tanned skin as their lips moved lazily with one another, mapping and exploring at the same time as if they were learning each other for the first time. They were in fact seeing each other in a new light, but the way their lips moved against one another was a familiar but completely new dance altogether.

That being said, it slowly faded out as Santana reached down, breaths mingling together as her hands squeezed. Brittany soon enough got the idea, letting Santana pick her up. Her legs wrapped tightly around the Latina's boxer-clad waist as she carried her to the four poster bed a few feet away, her blonde hair flowing gently beneath her and framing her face like the goddess Santana knew she was.

She smiled above her, making Brittany question it aloud, needing to hear whatever she was thinking. "What's going through your mind?"

Santana nuzzled into the hand that now traced the side of her face, sighing out happily. "You're so beautiful. I'm so happy right now"

She couldn't help herself, sitting up on her elbows and drawing her in for a kiss that would surely seal the deal once and for all. Her hand gripped tightly at the back of Santana's neck, keeping her drawn in as they kissed slowly, now past the point of wanting to stop, not that they had anyway. Brittany's enthusiasm was met with an equal amount, Santana slowly pulling away to press soft kisses to the corner of her mouth, down to her neck and down to her collar bone where she spent an extra amount of time lavishing the creamy skin.

Her teeth left a small red mark as she pulled back, her hands coming to rest at Brittany's sides, pushing underneath her. The other woman soon got the message and sat up, her lips instantly attaching to Santana's neck as the Latina worked on her bra, expertly popping it open with one hand before pulling away. Brittany's hands then found purchase in her raven locks as soon as her lips couldn't reach her neck any more, feeling her fingers brushing ever so gently over the skin just below her bra as she reached to grab hold of it. It was then that she pulled on it, the piece of clothing coming away easily as Brittany continued to stay sat up.

Her lips then blazed a trail down to Brittany's abs once more, Santana not wasting any time in re-worshipping the perfectly sculpted muscles that she had fallen in love with on first sight and touch. Brittany's back arched as her mouth reached her panty line, leaving a series of slow, delicately tantalizing presses of her lips, almost imprinting on the skin. Brittany couldn't help but let out a strangled gasp at the feeling, never before having felt something so teasing, sensual and loving all at the same time. Her hand almost immediately gripped hold of Santana's hair for any type of physical anchor, her back arching when she felt her girlfriend's thumbs hook in the top of her pink lace underwear.

It was as if she couldn't breathe.

Santana continued her tortuously slow pace though, her fingers leaving blazing trails all the way down Brittany's legs to her feet as she pulled her underwear down, her eyes seemingly darkening almost to black at the sight of what had laid beneath the item of clothing. Glistening wetness caught in the last shreds of sunlight that poured through the room but she knew that even if there wasn't any light she wouldn't have missed that. It spoke volumes to her and it made her proud that she had been the one to cause it, somehow wondering why she hadn't initiated this situation sooner.

It didn't matter though as she discarded the dampened garment somewhere with the rest of their clothes, never once stopping as she kissed her way back up to Brittany's lips. It was only when they parted for air that Brittany spoke, her voice already quiet but hoarse from an overwhelming but welcome amount of lust.

"You're wearing too many clothes"

Santana couldn't help but laugh despite the rather serious situation. "Is that true?"

Brittany nodded, already reaching up to her back, hands trailing down tanned skin until she reached the bottom of the woman's sports bra. Santana occupied herself with kissing the space between Brittany's shoulder and neck whilst Brittany tugged, Santana not taking very much persuasion to pull away temporarily to allow the piece of clothing to be removed.

Her lips pulled up in a grin as their skin met, torso against torso, but Brittany didn't waist very much time in between, her hands already reaching down to grab hold of the hem of Santana's boxers. Whereas the Latina had drawn her actions out Brittany couldn't help herself, her girlfriend having already worked her up enough to the point that she couldn't help it, she needed her to be equally naked, wanting nothing more than to push things forward.

Some may call her greedy but to some extent Santana found it hot, proud and confident even, enough to make her equally eager to kick things up a notch. As a result Brittany made quick work of her boxers, pushing them down enough so that she got the idea. She used her free hand to reach down, pushing even further until she was able to kick them off behind her, yet again adding another article of clothing to the pile strewn on the soft carpeted floor.

Neither one of them dwelled upon it though, too caught up in their current situation and closeness to worry about being neat.

The heat radiated blazingly between them as they lazily kissed, the feeling of their naked skin finally against one another clouding their senses. The lust subsiding just for a moment, the quick moment to breathe was enough to allow them to remember the real reason why they were here. They couldn't go back now and they didn't want too, their love boiling over until they physically about it. Brittany was the one to verbally confirm it, Santana just needing the confirmation that the blonde really wanted this.

Pulling away from her lips reluctantly Brittany reached up and cupped Santana's face with her hands, a graceful smile covering her lips.

"Make love to me Santana"

That was all she needed, rolling over until she was propped up on her elbow. Brittany followed her as if she couldn't resist, her body naturally gravitating in the direction that Santana had gone. Santana's hand came up to rest on the top of her naked thigh, the two of them a breath apart as the Latina trailed her fingers down until they hooked at the back of her knee, lightly tugging as Brittany followed her lead and hooked it over a tanned hip.

They kissed again, slowly and surely as Santana's right hand moved up from her thigh to her neck, lingering before it started making it's way down her torso, making a bold move and resting on a perked breast. Brittany's breath caught in her throat audibly when she felt Santana's hand grip her, unable to keep back the moan that had been building when she felt a skilled touch knead and tweak the nipple in between a thumb and index finger as if they had been there so many times before.

Yet again Santana was still learning, expertly mapping the feel of the woman she loved in between her fingers. Still, she had much to explore, already trailing her hand down lower and lower until it had Brittany biting her lip in uncontrollable anticipation. Not knowing what to do with her free hand it came up to rest on Santana's shoulder, gripping tightly as the woman moved lower and lower at a devastatingly slow rate, enough for her to practically feel the burn that she was leaving behind with just the tips of her her fingers.

She let out a strangled moan as Santana's hand stopped, lingering just above where she really wanted her the most. She just smirked at the strained expression on Brittany's face, leaning forward and nipping on the soft skin of the blonde's neck, enough to leave a small red mark in her wake as she pressed a soothing kiss afterwards. It only proceeded to draw another small moan out of the taller woman but it wasn't enough to cloud Brittany's mind to the point that she couldn't verbalize what she wanted.

"S-Santana," She stuttered. "Please"

The way that she breathlessly moaned out pleadingly for her to move forward sent a chill down Santana's entire spine despite the fact that she was indeed the woman in control at the moment. Nevertheless, she ignored the sudden rush of wetness to her own intimate area and focused back on the other woman, not that she was able to stay distracted from her for very long.

It was then that she let her hand dip down, brushing over wet curls as she trailed lower and lower until Brittany gasped loudly. Her entire body felt like it was on edge, goosebumps forming on her skin as her skin grew sensitive at the mere touch of Santana's fingers to her lower region. It felt as if she had been waiting much to long to finally feel this but as the Latina's fingers started moving sensuously slow through wet folds she guessed it was better, the gradual building of the sexual tension between them deliciously bitter-sweet but enough to wind her up enough to the point where every movement Santana made seemed to set her off.

She was unable to bite back the moan she had been holding by biting on her bottom lip, leaving a visible indent on kiss-swollen lips as she finally let herself enjoy the fact that it was just them, no interruptions from their friends and their entire focus on each other.

It was this that brought her back to reality, her breathing growing irregular as she felt Santana's fingers speed up as they stroked up and down.

She reached up with the hand that had been holding Santana's shoulder in a tight hold, coming to grip the tanned jaw to make her look at her, their breaths mingling sue to how close they were.

"Santana, please. Don't tease. I don't think I can take it any longer"

This was reaffirmed to the Latina to the sudden rush of wetness that coated her fingers as she brushed over a particularly sensitive spot. It was enough to push her back into action.

"Ok baby" She husked back, kissing the hollow of Brittany's neck as she stroked up and down a few more times before making that final move, the one she had been dying to do ever since they had stripped each other of their clothes.

Her fingers dipped inside pure wet heat, Brittany gasping pleasurably at the feeling of Santana finally entering her. Brittany had here exactly where she wanted her and Santana was finally somewhere she wanted to be more than anywhere else in the world.

She moved slowly in and out, letting Brittany get used to the feeling of her fingers pushing inside. Not that she needed to though, the blonde didn't take long before verbally confirming that she wanted to move forwards.

"Santana..."

"I know" She replied, pressing another kiss to Brittany's throat before speeding up her thrusts.

Brittany moaned loudly as Santana did indeed do as promised, speeding up her thrusts. It was enough to prompt Brittany's thigh curl around her hip to her back, pulling them both closer. Despite the slightly awkward angle she now had to work with Santana ignored it and instead took it in stride, her left arm which was under her girlfriend curling around her body and resting on the small of her back. It stroked affectionately as she continued her ministrations, Brittany feeling herself rapidly approaching the proverbial edge of the cliff. She was teetering on the edge, feeling her release rapidly approaching but not quite there. It was what Santana said next that pushed those last few feet over the edge.

"Come for me baby"

She felt herself scream as the most powerful orgasm she had ever felt racked her entire body, waves rushing over her body again and again as she felt herself shake and shiver at the sheer force it thrust upon her. She was entirely breathless as she eventually came down from her Santana-enduced high, the Latina's fingers expertly working her and slowing down at the same time as she guided her down like an expert, as if she had coaxed Brittany through this so many times before. Yet she hadn't. It was her first time and it was if she new exactly what to do to aid Brittany in getting the most out of what had been the most mind blowing orgasm in her entire life.

Her head nestled in the crook of Santana's neck as her fingers slowed to a stop, just resting contently inside her girlfriend. Usually it would have been something she wouldn't have welcomed but right now she couldn't help but feel it was comforting in a sort of crazy way, not quite ready to let the feeling of Santana inside of her disappear. That's why when her hand moved to pull out she gripped hold of her shoulder tightly.

"Don't"

She felt a nod above her and a kiss pressed to the top of her head, sighing contently as she nestled her head back into the crook of her girlfriend's neck, the cuddle-ridden afterglow too precious to pass up. They laid there in comfortable silence as they watched the sun finally set in the distance outside of their room. Brittany felt Santana slowly edge her fingers out, the act in itself enough to get her worked up again, especially when she watched the Latina slowly lick her fingers as if it were the best thing she had ever tasted, and it was.

"You like?" She asked with an arched eyebrow.

As the blackness of the early evening started filling their room Santana nodded, huskily whispering "Yes, you're the most amazing thing I've ever fucking tasted"

Brittany felt her insides instantly warm as if Santana was flicking her body on as if it were nothing but a light switch. The action was unknown to her, no one she had ever dated or been with before able to elicit such a reaction within her until now. That's how she knew that this was much more than she ever thought it would be. There was something about Santana, but instead of pondering what on earth it could be she dismissed it, willing to let the mystery linger. It was almost as if she didn't want to find out, more enticed by the cryptic and unidentified way that Santana seemed to know her body and what made her react as if they had been together for much longer than they had been.

She was coaxed out of her thoughts by fingers gripping her chin, lifting up her head until her eyes were level with Santana's. "Hey, where did you go?"

A small shrug. "I was just wandering how you could make me so hot and bothered just like a click of your fingers"

"Isn't that a good thing?" Santana frowned.

Seeing the worried creased in Santana brow and knowing she put it there Brittany was quick to turn the action around, now the one to grip Santana's jaw so that they were looking at each other. "Of course, that was never in doubt. I was just amazed how you make me feel so good with doing barely anything"

"Is that true?"

Brittany let out a breathless chuckle, Santana unable to not smile back. "Hmm, and now I'm gonna show my appreciation"

"Hmm, you are?"

"Definitely" She smirked, Santana knowing exactly what she meant when she pulled away, quickly leaning over her and flicking on the light on the bedside table before pressing a few light kisses to the side of Santana's neck.

The action coaxed a barely there gasp from the Latina, just enough to let Brittany know that she had set things off in the right way. She could decipher from that small sound that Santana indeed wanted this and she continued on with her ministrations.

Her lips trailed softly down the expanse of Santana's torso, lingering on her collar bone before moving lower. She pressed a few soft kisses to the Latina's breasts before continuing, to impatient to spend more time than necessary. In any other situation she probably would have took the time but right now all she wanted was to make her girlfriend feel good after she had given her the best orgasm she had ever felt. That's why her kisses to tanned skin were passionate but short and sweet, enough to leave Santana's skin burning as she moved down towards where Santana rapidly needed her the most.

When she reached the place she wanted to be the most, she decided that she wanted a few moments to work the other woman up to the point where she wad begging her to get on with it. That's why she hooked her hands behind Santana's knees, gripping firmly as she alternated between kissing and nipping with her teeth at her perfectly sculpted thighs. Santana's well defined muscles clenched and flexed tightly back and forth as Brittany seemingly working her magic. Her mouth was so good that Santana was sure she had never felt so hot in her entire life, also sure that she had never been so aroused than she was right now.

The proof of this arousal was enough to let Brittany know she was doing a good job, the wetness shining between her girlfriend legs surely enough for anybody else to just give their girlfriend what they wanted but not her. No, Brittany knew Santana wasn't quite ready despite the fact that all the physical signs were there, her hands clenching the sheets tightly, her back arching ever so subtly when she nipped at her thigh and then licked the skin to sooth the sharpness of the bite, the uneven breathing as she moved her mouth closer to the source of her arousal and her closed eyes clenched shut tightly.

Brittany let a small smirk grace her face at the sight of Santana wound up all because of her, the usually calm and composed street racer swiftly approaching the edge that she had pushed Brittany wonderfully off not that long before. The small and quiet whisper that then graced Santana lips let her know exactly what she needed, that one verbal confirmation she had waited for when their roles had been reversed.

"Britt...baby...please"

Santana gasped loudly when she all of a sudden felt Brittany's lips on her core, moaning at the feeling she had been fantasizing and waiting for for so long. It almost felt surreal as her coherent thoughts dissolved into moans of barely contained pleasure, all those dreams she had woken up from in the middle of the night sweating and breathing heavily finally coming true, the feeling real as she gripped the bed sheets below her so tightly her knuckles turned white.

Brittany just took it in stride, happy to take her time and continue to work Santana to the point where she really was begging for her to willingly be pushed of the ledge of ecstasy. She heard her girlfriend moan her name over and over again above her as she continued, her hands gripping toned thighs tightly as she continued to lavish her intimate area as if it were the most treasured place in the world, which to her it was.

She could feel her own wetness start to build between her own thighs once more as she worked on Santana, making her feel things she had never felt before, but ignored it and the heat rushing down there rapidly in favour of giving her full attention to the woman she loved who she also had in her full control.

A few seconds later she felt a hand reach down and tangle in her hair, gripping tightly but not enough that it hurt. In fact it turned her on even more and it prompted her to quicken her actions, her tongue working faster and faster until the point where Santana had lost all coherent thoughts apart from the woman currently between her legs.

Now she didn't care how loud she was being, Brittany was doing things to her that she had never experienced before in her entire life and it was making her feel as if she would burst if she was made to wait for her release any longer than a few more minutes. It was bittersweet torture that she would never actively want but the way that Brittany's tongue moved expertly through her folds she was happy to admit that if this was how frustratingly pleasurable it would always be she would happily call this heaven and vow to die here if she was ever given the option.

That being said, as much as she wanted to reminisce in the feeling of Brittany keeping her firmly rooted to that maddening place between release and teasing arousal she needed to come – bad.

When the blonde felt the tanned hand in her hair grip just that little bit tighter she knew it was time, speeding up her movements until she heard the most bone shaking thrilling moan she had ever heard in her entire life. It sent a shiver down her entire spine and goosebumps popped up all up her arms as Santana cried out her name in ecstasy, Brittany swearing that she had never heard something so sexy and beautiful at the same time.

This was only further confirmed when she felt a sudden rush of wetness hit her tongue, happy to lap it up until it was all gone as she guided her girlfriend down from her orgasm at the same time. She swore that she had never tasted something so sweet in her entire life, the satisfaction of getting her girlfriend off making it that much better.

Up above her Santana felt her breathing start to slow back to normal, her blow slowly falling back to the soft bed beneath her as her hands finally broke free of their death grip they had on the sheets, riding out the waves of her orgasm as she muttered Brittany's name over and over again quietly, never in her life having felt something like she just had whenever a girl had gone down on her before.

When Brittany finally came back up to meet her face to face she smiled as she cupped the blonde's jaw and pulled her in for a slow and languid kiss, tasting remnants of herself on the other woman's lips. Instead of being repulsed by this she ignored it in favour of trading kisses slowly and lovingly, never knowing that the afterglow of a release could feel so amazing.

When they finally pulled apart she bent her head down until she rested her head in the crook of Brittany's neck, feeling the blonde's arms wrap around her tightly and pull her in as close as possible.

"So, did I do good?" Brittany asked, a cocky smirk on her face despite the fact that Santana couldn't see it.

"Uuhhhh..."

"What's that for?" She asked, laughing at the Latina's groan.

"Your tongue is fucking amazing"

It was then that Brittany let out a full blown laugh, making Santana pull back a little and frown at the woman who was laughing at her. "What's so funny?"

"Nothing baby" The blonde replied, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "It's just that I was that good huh?"

"Don't get cocky Pierce. You're lucky I'm not in the mood to fight you right now"

"Is that so?"

"Oh yeah"

"Prove it"

In a matter of seconds Santana had rolled Brittany onto her back, straddling her waist and pinning her hands up above her head. She lent in in close enough that their breaths would mingle.

"It would be my pleasure Miss. Pierce, it would be my pleasure"

Santana groaned when she heard her phone ring on the bedside table next to her. She rolled over from where she had been comfortable and picked it up to check the caller ID. Usually she would have ignored it but when she saw who it was she rubbed her eyes and slid her finger across the screen to answer as she sat up and dangled her feet over the side of the bed, the blanket covering the tops of her thighs and her waist.

"Yeah?"

"Puckerman's made the move we were waiting for. Miss July and I have made made our decision, we're gonna move on him and his guys now before he gets away with what he came for. Unless you say otherwise... If you agree just say yes"

It wasn't a hard decision, she knew this moment would come sooner or later, she just hadn't expected it now of all nights. Still, no matter what she had a job to do so after a few silent moments she answered the police chief with her decision just as she heard a sleep ridden mumble come from behind her along with the dipping of the mattress.

"Yeah"

"Who is that?" Brittany frowned, sleep still heavy on her face as Santana quickly ended the call and put her phone back on the bedside table.

She sat back on her hands so that her left was behind Brittany and quickly made up an excuse, not that she liked that she had to after the night they had just shared with each other.

"Uh, just a wrong number." After a few short moments she felt a smile tug at her lips. "What?" She murmured quietly as Brittany started to grin at her.

There wasn't a reply but there was a slight hint of something that she instantly recognized sparkling just below the surface of her bright blue eyes. Taking it for permission she moved forwards and cupped the blonde's jaw, her hair tickling the tanned skin of her hand. Brittany happily accepted the action as their lips moved languidly against one another, eventually guiding Santana back down to the bed in silent confirmation of what she knew they both wanted.

TBC