Cautiously moving along her bottom lip before running back along her teeth, causing another shiver as it ran along the top of her mouth, then nipped at Santana's lip as she released their hold. Running on pure animal instinct now Santana needed to feel more, hear more, do more, to be more for the girl in her arms.
Santana pulled them back and on to the bench setting Rachel on her lap instantly feeling the heat radiating from between Rachel's leg as is they came in contact with her thighs. She arched the girl back dragging her tongue down her taut exposed abdomen before slowly slipping her hand into the waistband of the girl's shorts. Fingers trailed down, down as muscles tensed and Rachel's breathe hitched never having felt anyone other than herself past this point.
Reaching her destination Santana almost gasped at the wetness she found. One finger sliding gently between soaked folds barely brushing a very throbbing clit. Rachel pressed her head into Santana's shoulder muffling a scream at the contact.
Knowing that she caused this wetness, this reaction in the tiny singer caused a pool of wetness of her own. Any thoughts of Rachel not beings with her in this were completely erased leaving her with only the thought I getting the singer off, making the girl lose complete control.
Adding another finger she kept moving them up and down the slit switching between that and a circular pattern, occasionally brushing her clit. Rachel was moving in time creating their own unspoken rhythm. Panting harder, holding tighter, Santana knew she was close. Ready to up the stakes she pressed her fingers to the girl's entrance but stopped when the body above her became tense and rigid.
Rachel had gone board stiff as Santana leaned in and whispered into her ear, "Babe have to ever . . ." She didn't have to finish, Rachel was shaking her head no, burying further into the Latina's neck.
Santana hesitated debating her next course of action, shaking her own head before pulling her fingers back continuing in their previous rhythm, this time using her free hand to lift Rachel's chin so she can see her eyes. She swears at that moment she can see the girl's soul, sure that Rachel can see hers as well. Santana hoped she could see all the unsaid sorrys that she can and will never be able to vocalize.
When the girl's body began to twitch and her eyes started to roll back she slowed her pace, not wanting this to end, not just yet. Slow, fast then slow again. Sweat breaking out on both of them her hand becoming cramped and sore.
Slow, fast, then slow fearing that the reality of what they have done will suddenly cave in around them.
Slow, fast, slow until she can feel more than hear Rachel whisper into her ear, "Santana." Her voice was deep and raspy, her body starting to show signs of not having much left. She sped up rubbing hard once more across her clit, growling into her ear, "Let go, I have you, let it all go," before pinching it one last time.
Rachel threw her head back slightly before shuttering, then leaning back forward clamping her teeth hard onto Santana's shoulder to stop any sound from its escape. She held tight as the girl came apart vibrating and shaking head to toe wave after wave of orgasm overcoming her.
They stayed like that for the longest time Santana drinking the scent of Rachel's freshly washed hair mixed with the distinct smell of sex filling the room. Once Rachel's body stopped trembling Santana slowly removed her fingers wanting so badly to taste them but no this wasn't about her so she cleaned them off on the towel she had used earlier before wrapping both arms snugly around her diva.
Rachel lifted her head letting her forehead rest against Santana's, both girls breathing heavy and completely exhausted. The room is so quiet and they are so close they can hear each others heartbeats but are content to dwell in the now comfortable silence. No embarrassment, no animosity, no expectations, no explanations!
Once she could feel her legs Rachel stood up balancing herself, one hand on the locker one on Santana's thigh bending to pick up the jacket that had been dropped to the floor.
With that the spell that they had been under was broken. Santana once again seeing the defeated, crying girl that had been covered in egg and was back in full protective mode. "Let me grab you something for your feet so you don't have to walk barefoot then I'll take you home okay Rae?" She waited for the girl to nod before going to her locker.
Fifteen minutes later they are sitting in front of the Berry's residence. Santana put the car in park, "Is anyone home Rachel?" Not wanting to leave the girl home alone. Rachel looked at the clock on the dashboard, "Daddy should be home by now." She made no attempt to get out of the car, both girls realizing that they had spent over an hour in the locker room together.
Santana was the first to break the quiet, "I hear that eggs are good for your hair!" Not knowing what else to say she mentally hit herself over that one! "Thank you Santana," Rachel whispered as she started to get out of the car before sliding back in to brush a quick kiss to Santana's cheek. Santana blushed feeling a sudden loss as Rachel made her way up the drive into the house.