A/N: Good afternoon! Okay so after last chapter and the comments, everyone wants "the scene" ;) lol so for all those out there is chapter is RATED M. I did my best to write this chapter the best I could if it doesn't live up to expectations I'm sorry.
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Chapter Ten
Brittany's POV
It feels like an eternity for the cab to get to my apartment. I do my best to keep my hands to myself in cab, but that's really, really hard when you have a gorgeous Latina sitting next to you with lust filled eyes. Seriously, she's staring at me with that come hither look, but there is no way I'm giving the cab driver a free show. Ten minutes pass and the cab finally pulls up in front of my building. The doorman opens the door for us.
"Hello, Brittany. Another successful performance I hope?" the doorman asks.
"Very successful Bill, thank you for asking," Brittany tell him. What is with the interruptions right now, come on.
"Well have a good night," he says.
"You, too."
Santana and I make it to the elevator. I get in and press the number for my floor. Once the door closes Santana's lips are on mine. She has me pushed up against the wall. When air becomes too much she pulls away and attaches her lips to my neck. A small moan escapes me when she begins nipping at my pulse point. I can feel her smile against my neck in victory. We've reached my floor and she stops her assault on my neck, much to my silent protest.
I take her hand and lead her down the hallway. It takes me a few seconds to open the door, but once I do I pull her inside and push her up against the door. It's time to repay the favor from the elevator. I crash our lips together. Her arms wrap around my neck while my hands grip her by the waist, pulling her body close to mine. I move my lips to her neck and she let's out an audible moan when I nip at her pulse point. I continue my way up her neck to her jaw line to her earlobe. I take her ear between my teeth and lightly tug then I kiss her lips passionately. We're both breathing heavily and I can feel my heart pumping hard in my chest. The things this girl does to me.
We pull apart and when I look into Santana's eyes they're almost black. "Bedroom," she pants out and I nod. I take my hands and run them down her back to the backs of her upper thighs and lift her up. She instantly wraps her legs around my waist as I begin caring her to my room. However, I've become seriously addicted to her lips and I begin kissing her again. The kiss is heated, raw, rough, and passionate. I, surprisingly, get us to my bedroom and once inside I kick the door shut behind me. I gently lay her down on my bed and just stare at her for a few seconds.
Santana's wearing a dress, so she stands up and turns around and says, "Unzip me."
I slowly pull the zipper down on her dress. Mesmerized, I move her hair from her neck and slip my hands around her waist inside the dress. I place a kiss on her bare shoulder and she leans her head back so it rests on my shoulder. I place gentle kisses up her shoulder to her neck. I nip again at her pulse point earning me another moan. The dress slips off Santana's body with ease. She turns around in my arms and tugs on the hem of my shirt. Getting the hint, I lift my arms up allowing her to take off my shirt. Next, she starts pulling my pants down and I step out of them. We take a moment, staring at each other and I have never been so in love with someone's body as I am now with Santana's.
"Beautiful," she breathes out.
"And you're gorgeous," I say in return. Santana's cheeks turn a light pink. She sits down on my bed and with her finger motions me to her. I happily follow the demand and I crawl on the bed and up her body. We look into each other's eyes before passion over takes us and we kiss with so much passion that I think I might die from the overload.
Taking my hands, I run them up her back to her bra and unhook it without breaking the kissing. She mimics my actions with my bra and I let it flow off my shoulders. I pull hers off and throw both our bras off to the side. I reconnect our lips, but this time our bare chests touch and a gasp escapes both our mouths from the new skin on skin contact. I kiss down her neck to the valley between her breasts. My right hand moves to her left breast gently grasping it as my lips kiss their way over to her right breast. She's panting heavenly and her moaning is getting louder and louder. I take her nipple between my teeth and she lets out another gasp and her back arches a little into me.
She runs her hands up and down my back before reaching my hair and burying her fingers in my blonde locks, rubbing my scalp. I continue my assault on her nipple with my teeth while using my other hand to tweak her other nipple. When I'm satisfied I kiss my way to the other breast. I slide my hands up and down her rib cage with mirroring what I did to her other nipple. My left hand begins a painfully slow descent south. I know it's torturing her because her breathing is more erratic and her hips are moving against my thigh that's in between her legs. I memorizing everything that I'm doing, getting to know the way her body ticks.
My hand reaches the waistband of her underwear. I look up into her eyes silently asking for permission. She has her lip between her teeth to suppress another moan and nods at me to continue. I hook my fingers around the waistband of her underwear and slowly pull down her underwear and toss it to the side. When I look down I almost cum myself. I crawl back up her body and kiss her deeply again as my right hand moves lower towards her heated center. I take my fingers between her soaked folds and I lightly touch her clit with my thumb.
"Oh god!" she yells out.
I begin slow and steady circles on her clit and her hips begin moving against my hand looking for some sort of friction. Using two fingers, I tease her entrance.
"Please," she begs.
I'm smirking a little. "Tell me what you want?"
She looks me dead straight in the eyes with so much love and passion and says, "You."
I kiss her again and again and then I take those two fingers and enter her.
"Oh god!" she gasps.
Our bodies find a slow, steady pace, but that doesn't last long. "Harder," she demands. I follow her demand and begin going harder and faster. She's clawing at my back and moaning to a point that she's almost screaming. I can feel that she's about ready to come. I curl my fingers finding that sweet spot and with a few more flicks to her clit she cums screaming my name.
"Brittany!"
I don't stop; I keep going letting her reach another orgasm and then a third. After the third I let her ride it out and slowly bring her down from her high. Watching Santana cum is now definitely my new favorite thing to watch. I roll off her and lay down beside her. We're both breathing heavily.
"That was," she starts, but her breath is ragged, "amazing."
I chuckle a little. "Yeah it was."
After a few minutes Santana straddles my waist and with a devilish smirks says, "Your turn."
Hours later, we're laying down with Santana's front to my back and my arms wrapped around her waist. As I begin to let sleep over take me I can't help the smile that is plastered on my face.
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I can feel a pair of lips on my neck and I can't help the small smile graces my lips. I let out a tried moan as my response to those lips. I feel those said lips smile against my skin then continue to lightly kiss me. I don't have to open my eyes to know I'm laying on my back with Santana's leg laying between mine and her arm draped over my waist as my right arm is wrapped around her back. I pull her closer to me, if that's even possible since we're already as close as we can be.
"Good morning," she whispers into my ear.
"Morning gorgeous," I say to her and my eyes are still closed. "You know you're up really early especially after what we did last night."
She chuckles lightly. "Well I can see I tired you out."
"Hmm," I hum. "Are you hungry?"
"Starving."
I'm now opening my eyes and immediately I'm met with her brown radiant eyes that I've fallen in love with. Another smile spreads across my face. "Hi."
"Hi," she says with a smile equaling mine.
"What would you like to eat?" I ask.
"Can I have some pancakes?" she asks.
"Definitely. So you stay here and I'll serve you breakfast in bed," I say as I start untangling our limbs.
"Oh I like the sound of that," she says.
I laugh and give her a quick peck to her lips before grabbing some boxer shorts and a tank and heading for the kitchen. It's not five minutes into the breakfast making when I feel a pair of arms wrap around me and a warm body presses into my back. A pair of lips kisses the skin between my neck and shoulder blade that sends shivers down my spine.
"I thought I was serving you in bed?" I ask.
"Yeah well I got lonely. We can still do breakfast in bed, but I wanted to be out here with you," she says and adds another kiss to the same spot.
"Well I'm not complaining."
She unwraps herself from me and sits on the kitchen counter beside the stove. I notice that she's wearing one of my dancing shirts and boy shirts. I have to admit Santana in my clothes is really hot.
"So babe what is this place?" she asks.
I look up to her giving her a confused look. "My apartment."
"Britt this place is huge. I was surprised that I could even find the kitchen," she says.
"Yeah. There's a reason I carried you to the bedroom last night. If you walked we would've never made it there," I tell her while laughing.
"Oh well I'm grateful then," she says.
"I thought you might be." She laughs at this.
"Those pancakes smell amazing," she says.
"Trust me they'll be to die for."
"Oh I know your cooking I have no doubt they'll be amazing."
"Would you like the grand tour after breakfast?"
"Definitely. This place has like a million rooms."
"Only four."
"Okay my bad only four," she says sarcastically. "Why do you have so many rooms?"
I start setting up a tray. I put a plate of four pancakes, four slices of bacon, 2 orange juices, and a cup of fruit. We start walking towards my room.
"Well one room is permanently Quinn's, two of them I knocked out the walls and made into a dance studio, and one guest room. Okay get into bed now," I playfully order.
"You don't have to tell me twice."
Santana gets under the covers and I set the tray on her lap. I slide in next to her as she begins cutting up the pancakes. I carefully watch as she puts a few pieces of pancake in her mouth. A smile beams on her face and then she let's out a moan.
"Oh my god!" Santana exclaims. "These are so great! It's like sticking a cloud into your mouth."
I can't help but to laugh at her description. "Thanks."
I pick up the extra fork and start eating. Yeah, these pancakes rock.
"Can I ask you something?" Santana says in mid breakfast.
"Of course," I answer taking a bit of bacon.
"Why did Quinn kiss you when she saw Puck? I understand she panicked, but why?" she asks.
I knew this was coming eventually. "It's very complicated and it's not my story to tell, it's Quinn's. But I will tell you this before Quinn came out of the closet she dated Puck for a while and the break up was ugly, really ugly."
"Okay I can accept that answer," she says.
"Thank you."
Trying to lighten the mood and change the subject, I nuzzle my nose in her neck placing a kiss on the skin and ask, "What do you want to do today?"
"Absolutely nothing," she answers.
"Oh a lazy Sunday in bed together?" she nods. "I like that, but what about Nina? I know this is the only day you have to really spend time with her."
She gives me a peck on the lips and smiles adoringly at me. "I love how considerate you are, but don't worry. My mom sent me a text while you were making breakfast saying she'll take care of Nina today and not to worry."
"Oh good then I get to have my way with you again and again," I tell her putting the tray on the ground and crashing my lips into hers. She squeals and then giggles as I settle on top of her. True to my word I have my way with her.
It is mid afternoon and we haven't moved from bed except for the grand tour of my apartment that resulted in sex in my studio. We're lying under the covers her back is pressed to my front and my arms are wrapped around her. Santana's playing with my fingers that are lying on her stomach and I watch her.
"Why isn't Nina's father in the picture?" I ask and her body stiffens slightly. We've been talking about everything and nothing throughout the morning and afternoon. Some stuff has been serious, like the exes talk, while other stuff has been about places we've always wanted to travel to and why.
"I didn't really know him. I was drunk and accidentally hooked up with him. When I told him I was pregnant and keeping it, he said he wanted nothing to do with the baby. He had some problems of his own, mostly drugs, so I didn't really mind that he wanted out. I don't want Nina to have bad influential people in her life especially drug addict fathers that will always let her down."
"That's very noble of you, raising a daughter all on your own," I say and kiss her temple.
"I have my mom. She's been a huge help."
A comfortable silence overtakes us again, but I'm quick to interrupt it. "I was wondering, this is going to sound cheesy, but could we be like official?"
She's turns a little to look at me. "Like what?"
I'm a little nervous now. "Um, Santana would you be my girlfriend?"
She smiles at me. "Only if you'll be mine."
"I'm yours, proudly so," I say and lean down to kiss her lips.
An hour later I hear someone walking down my hallway.
"Don't panic, it's Quinn, she has a key," I tell Santana and yes we're in the same position.
"Hey Britt, I was seeing-" Quinn bursts into my room, but quickly shuts up when she sees us. "Oh hey Santana."
"Hi Quinn," I greet her with a smug smile.
"Well I see that you two have made up," Quinn takes a seat at the end of my bed. Santana moves a little, but I tighten my grip on her telling her she's not going anywhere.
"Yes we have," I answer.
"So what are you two now? Girlfriends, friends with benefits, an all day thing?" Quinn asks. She's not really for subtly.
"Girlfriends," I answer. "What happened after we left?"
Quinn looks at me then to Santana then back to me. "How much does she know?"
Santana answers before I can. "Britt didn't say much, only that it's your story to tell."
Quinn looks at me thanking me with her eyes. "Well, Puck and I fought before Jenny pulled me away."
"What did you tell her?" I ask.
"Everything," Quinn whispers. Wow this girl must be special for Quinn to reveal her past. She never talks about her past with knew people. Only Kurt and I know everything. "So Santana I owe you an explanation as to why I kissed your girlfriend, which by the way I'm sorry. It will never happen again I promise."
"I believe you," Santana says. "But you don't owe me an explanation if you don't want to."
"No I do especially since you and Puck are friends and he came between you and Britt because of our history," Quinn says and then begins the story. "I got pregnant at sixteen and Puck was the father. My parents kicked me out of my house, Britt's parents became my legal guardians, and I gave the baby up for adoption."
"Wow that was the shorten version," I comment and Quinn just glares at me.
"Quinn I'm sorry that happened to you. What did Puck do about this?" Santana asks.
"Nothing," I bitterly answer.
"Brittany," Quinn warns.
"What, Q? He didn't do a damn thing. You got pregnant and he ignored you."
"Okay Britt it's in the past," Quinn says then to lighten the mood she adds, "Santana you learn very quickly your girl gets a little overprotective of the ones she loves."
"I can tell," Santana says but gives me a reassuring kiss to the lips.
"Oh my god you two are adorable together," Quinn coos.
"You know I'm going to demand a double date here soon," I tell her and I watch as some of the color drains from Quinn's face. I have a tendency to embarrass her during double dates.
"No," she says.
"Oh yeah," I tell her.
"Okay well I'm going to leave. By the way I took Rex out. He came to the door with his leash and you know me I can't resist those eyes," she says and she can't.
"Thanks, Q. I'll call you later," I tell her and she leaves.
After Quinn leaves Santana turns to me. "So you really dislike Puck?"
"It's kind of a hate after what he did. I know he's your friend, but my opinion won't change of him," I tell her honestly.
"You have history with him I wouldn't expect it to, but don't be angry with me that he's my friend," she says.
"I won't. Apparently he's not the boy I once knew."
She snuggles back into my arms. Unfortunately after we eat dinner, that I cooked, she has to leave. We're standing by my door, hugging each other. Her chin is under my head with her arms wrapped around my waist and my arms are wrapped around her.
"I have to go," she says.
"I know," but neither one of us move or make an effort to move.
"I love you," I tell her.
"I love you, too." She let's out a deep sigh. She pulls back a little so we can kiss. It started out simple, but of course it gets heated quickly.
"I really do have to go," she says.
"I know," and this time she pulls back a little and then pulls out of my embrace completely, but holds my hand. "Okay you're going, just text me when you get home so I know you're safe."
"I will, goodbye," she says with a quick peck then leaves.
Thirty minutes later I receive a text message.
S: Made it home and I was wondering if you would like to have dinner at my place Tuesday night?
B: I would love to :)
S: Great! Well goodnight love you
B: Night, love you too
I can honestly say this is the happiest I have ever been.
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