Hey everyone! Here's the next chapter- greatly anticipated I hope? On my walk to work today I finally managed to decide where I wanted this story to go so please keep reading! As always, your reviews have been so helpful and supportive. I can't wait to hear what you think about this and upcoming chapters.
I do not own Glee!
As the week went on, Santana got more and more frustrated. She hadn't been intimate with Quinn in days and, with her high sex drive, she was very irritable. Neither of their parents had been out of the house after school and they didn't want to risk another close call. So Santana tried to kiss and touch Quinn whenever she could at school- without anybody noticing.
They were both sat in the back row during Glee club as everybody watched Mercedes belt out a ballad. Santana was so close to Quinn and her legs were looking so good in her Cheerio's skirt. She couldn't tolerate holding back anymore so when she was sure that nobody was looking, she surreptitiously moved her hand to gently stroke Quinn's smooth, left thigh. She watched Quinn as she did so and noticed that she'd stopped breathing. Just as a satisfied smile plastered Santana's face, and warm hand was put on top of hers and broke the contact. But nobody was even looking at us. Why did she push me away?
"But I was having so much fun…" whispered Santana playfully into Quinn's ear. Quinn sighed heavily.
"I just don't want to risk us getting caught." Quinn replied- not looking into Santana's eyes.
"But we haven't had sex in days and I'm becoming as frustrated as Finnocence. It's depressing. I just wants to get my mack on," said Santana right into Quinn's ear. She made sure her lips were ever so slightly tickling Quinn's earlobe. Ha! That should get her to agree with me. But Santana couldn't have been more wrong. Quinn moved her head away from Santana.
"San, stop it! Please!" she hissed before turning away to watch Mercedes. Santana's heart dropped. Why was Quinn being so uptight? She'd never snapped like that at her before. Santana knew she could be vicious but never imagined it happening like that to her- especially not now they were, in a way, in a relationship.
Once Glee club was over for the day, Quinn grabbed her bag and approached her like nothing had happened.
"Hey, I have loads of homework to do so I can't see you until later tonight. Do you want to grab dinner or something?" Santana just stared at her with wide eyes. How could this girl jump from one mood to next so damn quickly? In a way Santana wanted to act angry at her but didn't want to cause an argument so early into their relationship. "San, hello?"
"Oh right. Yeah sure. Text me when you're done and we'll go to Breakstix, okay?" Santana's frown turned into a fake smile. Quinn smiled back.
"I can't wait." she replied and quickly looked around the room to see if everyone had gone before brushing her fingertips down Santana's upper arm and walking out. That tiny show of affection immediately made Santana forget all about their disagreement and her smile became genuine. Santana walked off satisfied and rushed home to decide what to wear. It had to be something irresistible so Quinn would want to get into her pants at the end of the night.
Santana received a text from Quinn letting her know she was ready at 6pm and Santana ran out the door to her car. She'd decided on wearing leather leggings with high heeled boots and a navy tight tshirt which was finished off with her leather jacket. She knew how well black complimented her dark skin and she knew she looked smoking hot. Quinn won't be able to resist me in this outfit. My ass looks amazing, Santana confidently thought to herself. When she pulled up she did not expect to see the sight she saw. Finn was talking to Quinn at her doorstep. Santana was suddenly overcome with jealousy and anger. She knew they had a history and immediately felt threatened. She quickly rushed out of the car and slammed the door.
"Hey Frankenteen! Yeah you! What are you doing here?" Santana yelled across the driveway before she was stood directly in front of him. He looked scared and confused.
"I-I was just here to ask if Quinn wanted to go see a movie." Finn stuttered. Santana glanced at Quinn who was biting her thumb nail and looking very nervous. She knew how much Santana hated Finn.
"Y-y-you wanted to see if she wanted to go to a movie with you?" mimicked Santana. She was in full-on bitch mode now.
"Well yeah… Why is it your business anyway?" Santana was just about blurt out that Quinn was her girl before realising that would have been a huge mistake.
"Because we're hanging out tonight. Sorry, no BFG's allowed." Finn looked mad.
"I think Quinn should answer for herself don't you? Quinn, are you going to come?" Quinn was just about to answer before Santana burst out laughing. He looked at her with a bewildered look on his face.
"Haha! Oh please! You couldn't make her cum however much you tried! You'd probably drown her with your over active salivary glands before you even got her clothes off,"
Quinn was shocked at the words escaping Santana's mouth. "San…"
"Oh and Quinn, I've kissed Finn before and can I just say, not worth a buck. I would however pay $100 to jiggle one of his manboobs," Finn's face was turning red with anger. His hands were in tight fists.
"Would you just shut up, Santana! God you're such a bitch!" shouted Finn as he squared up to her.
"No I won't shut up. I'm now done yet-"
"Yes you are!" interrupted Quinn. She now just looked mad. "Both of you stop acting like babies! Finn I'm sorry but I'm busy tonight with Santana. Come on, let's go." She demanded as she grabbed her jacket and walked out of the house past Finn and Santana who were both still glaring at each other. Santana smiled at Finn to add salt to the wound, before following Quinn. Santana drove away leaving Finn kicking a fence. They both sat in silence for a while before Santana had the courage to speak up.
"Look, I'm sorry if I overreacted but I just hate him so much. And seeing him at your door with his slimy tongue hanging out like dog just made my blood boil." Quinn smiled.
"I know, San. It's okay. I suppose it was kind of hot- knowing you were jealous enough react in such a way. You really did rip him to shreds." Quinn began to giggle to herself. "And no, he isn't the best kisser in the world." she added. Santana pulled into a space in the Breadstix parking lot before replying to Quinn.
"Oh yeah? Who is then?" Santana began to lean in closer to Quinn with a smirk on her face. Quinn played along.
"Hmm well… It's a tough one." They both undid their belts without breaking the eye contact.
"Oh really?" Santana was in kissing distance of Quinn now. She licked her lips seductively. Quinn's eyes moved down to watch the lips being painfully slowly moistened. She felt herself get a little over excited in anticipation.
"Want to show me why I should say you're the best kisser?" Quinn knew full well that Santana was the best and she couldn't wait to feel those expert lips on hers again. Santana bit her bottom lip and raised an eyebrow before speaking.
"Come and get it then." Quinn couldn't wait any longer. She slid her hand around Santana's neck and pulled her in until their lips crashed together. They kissed each other urgently and passionately. Santana nibbled and sucked Quinn's bottom lip before sliding her tongue into Quinn's mouth to meet hers. Santana slipped her hands underneath Quinn's top so she could undo her bra. The warm skin felt so good beneath her eager hands.
"San…" mumbled Quinn between kisses. She knew they shouldn't be doing this here but she couldn't bring herself to stop her.
"Come on, Q. I need you." breathed Santana as her lips found their way down to Quinn's neck. "Get on my lap." she demanded as she pulled the lever to move her seat right back. Quinn quickly obeyed. Once she'd positioned herself on Santana's lap Santana pulled off her shirt and bra in one go. Her mouth quickly found a hard nipple and began to suck. Her other hand was pinching Quinn's other.
"Oh my god!" Quinn's eyes rolled into the back of her head when she felt Santana's hot, wet tongue playing with her nipples. Her hands were buried into Santana's hair and pulling her head closer to her chest. Santana's nails dragged down Quinn's stomach before finding its way to a pair of soaked panties. I'm so glad she's wearing this skirt. Santana began to roughly rub Quinn's clit over the material. Quinn immediately began to moan. Thanks god for blacked out windows, thought Santana to herself.
"Shhit! Fuck you're so good at… mmm… this." said Quinn between loud, throaty moans and whimpers.
"Mmm you're so fucking wet, baby. Is this all for me?" Santana nearly came when she slipped her hand underneath the panties to find Quinn's soaking wet pussy. Quinn's hips had started to roll into Santana's touch.
"All for you. Oh my God… Faster! Mmm… You make me so damn horny," her head was resting on Santana's shoulder as she tried to put words together. "I've been… fuck… imagining you fucking me all… mmm… day." Santana loved it when Quinn talked to her like this. It was such a turn on.
"I bet you've been desperate to feel my fingers inside you the moment I left your house after we first had sex, haven't you?" growled Santana right into Quinn's ear. Her voice was low and very, very sexy. Her breathing was becoming faster and heavier as she got more turned on from Quinn's moans. She felt Quinn nod in reply. And with that, she slid two long fingers inside Quinn. She rewarded her with an almost scream. Santana's fingers pumped in and out of Quinn's hole as her palm roughly rubbed Quinn's clit. "Fuck, baby. You're so tight. Mmm… It feels so good around my fingers." She felt Quinn's walls tightening even more around her. She was on the on the edge. "Everyone thinks you're so innocent when actually, all you do is crave a good seeing to from me." When Santana gets horny, her language becomes so crude that she even shocked herself sometimes. But Quinn didn't seem to mind. The words just made her moans become even louder. "Cum for me, baby." The second Quinn heard those words, her orgasm was pushed over the edge. Her fingers gripped tightly onto Santana's shoulders as her head fell back. Her hips moved faster and harder as she came so Santana's fingers could get in deeper. Her orgasm was so intense that, once she came down, she realised she'd left big red marks on Santana's shoulders. She was too out of breath to care much. Santana pulled her fingers out from Quinn and licked them clean. They kissed lazily for a while before Santana realised what they were actually there for.
"Well I guess we missed our reservation…"
Well there you have it! Another thing for Santana to worry about, some other characters creeping in to cause problems in their relationship and of course a cheeky sex scene. Hope you enjoyed it
