I know I was a little slow on this update! I apologize! This chapter will be well worth the wait! I hope you enjoy it!

Tell me what you think, and happy Brittana Week!

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Chapter 7

"In that case, the shower can wait." Brittany cupped Santana's face in her hands and kissed her deeply. Santana grinned and kissed her back with just as much intensity.

Santana grabbed Brittany by the waist and pulled her in against her body. She tugged at her motocross jersey and tugged it up, sliding her hands underneath as they kissed. Brittany slid her hands down Santana's sides and around to slip in the back pockets of her overalls, pushing her body even further into her. Santana pushed Brittany backwards until her back hit the wall, to which Brittany let out a small grunt, and Santana pushed her jersey up more. They broke their kiss for a moment as Brittany lifted her arms up and let Santana pull it off. As soon as the jersey was discarded, Santana latched her lips to Brittany's neck, just below her ear, and pinned Brittany's arms above her head, their fingers lacing together.

Brittany moaned as Santana marked her and trailed down to under her jaw until she had come full circle back to Brittany's lips. They kissed again and Santana pushed herself against Brittany again, their hips rolling together in a tension-filled dance. Santana released Brittany's hands and ran them down her body to the front of her racing pants. She struggled with the buckle for a moment, causing Brittany to giggle, before she finally got it undone. She pushed the pants to a puddle on the floor and let Brittany step out of them. Brittany pulled back for a breath of air and looked Santana up and down, then down at her own nearly-naked body.

"This is not fair!" Brittany teased, tugging at the front of Santana's overalls. Santana bit her lip as Brittany gently undid the two clasps at the top and pulled the overalls down to the floor, settling on her knees to help Santana step out of them. Santana grinned down at the blonde, resing her hand on her shoulder for balance as she kicked the overalls away. Brittany placed her hands on Santana's thighs and slowly started to slide back up, her eyes locked to Santana's.

Her hands slid under the grey shirt Santana was left in and pushed it up as she returned to a standing position. Santana let her pull the shirt off and pull her in close once again.

"Much better," Brittany whispered, pressing their lips together. Santana wrapped her arms around Brittany's neck. Brittany grinned into the kiss and slid her hands under Santana's ass, lifting her up, prompting Santana to wrap her legs around her waist. Santana squealed and let Brittany carry her to the bed. They fell onto the matress together, Santana's legs still locked around Brittany's hips, and kissed on. Brittany kissed the crook of Santana's neck and inhaled her scent. She smelled slightly of gasoline and motor oil…the smells of a garage. It was so natural and real to Brittany.

While she kissed Santana's neck, she slipped one of her hands around Santana's back to skillfully unclasp her bra. She lifted the Latina's back off the matress and pulled it off. Now Brittany had pulled back and was staring at her chest.

"You're so, so beautiful, San," Brittany whispered. Santana smiled and used her legs to pull her back down.

"You are too cute," Santana mumbled against her lips. Brittany softly sucked her top lip into her mouth and bit down a bit. She felt Santana's hands find the edge of her sports bra and she pulled back to let her pull it off. Santana grinned when she saw Brittany's bare torso and suddenly unhitched her legs and pushed Brittany onto her knees before sliding onto her lap, straddling her and running her hands through her blonde hair.

"Oh god…" Brittany breathed as Santana gazed intensely down at her. Santana smirked and leaned down to kiss Brittany deeply. Brittany left her lips and kissed the valley of her breasts and nuzzled her chest. Santana shuddered as her lips trailed over her mounds and captured one of her nipples in her mouth.

"Britt…" Santana moaned. Brittany ran her hands up Santana's warm back and layed her back down before continuing downward towards Santana's panties. Santana watched as Brittany took her time and kissed along her pantie line. "Brittany…please…"

Brittany looked up and smirked a little, hooking her fingers into the thin material and pulling them down. She then nudged Santana's legs apart, settling on her stomach in between them, and her face inches from her wet center. Brittany kissed the inside of her thighs, causing her hips to jump a little, before lowering her head down to lick up her folds. Santana tried to roll her hips but Brittany's hands held her firmly in place as she licked again, this time starting a rhythm. Santana gasped and moaned, her head tilting back in pleasure. She gripped the sheets as Brittany sucked and licked her way towards Santana's orgasm.

"How's that feel?" Brittany paused for a moment.

"Don't stop!" Santana said, breathless. Brittany grinned and returned to pleasing the girl before her. Santana squeezed her eyes shut as she savored the feeling of Brittany's hot tongue on her center. "Fuck…Britt…" Santana felt her arousal grow as Brittany dipped her tongue in and out. Santana's breathing grew ragged and she knew her orgasm was close. "I'm almost there," she got out in between breaths.

Brittany took this as a cue to go faster, focusing all her attention on the sensitive bundle of nerves that she knew would drive Santana over the edge.

"Brittany…shit…I'm-I'm…fuck," Santana moaned as her body was overwhelmed with pleasure and her orgasm hit her with full force. She stiffened and shook, paralyzed for a moment. Brittany slid back up her body and kissed her as her orgasm slowly subsided.

"Damn…you're good at that," Santana sighed, her eyes fluttering in the aftermath of her peak.

Brittany smirked and kissed her soundly again, "Thanks babe."

Santana didn't hesitate to connect their lips once more. Brittany grinned against her lips as Santana pushed her onto her back and took control. The Latina didn't waste time in removing Brittany's panties before sliding her fingers up and down the blonde's wetness. Santana kissed Brittany in the process and smiled when Brittany let out a moan. She kissed Brittany harder and slipped two fingers inside her, feeling Brittany roll her hips into her hand.

"Mmph…fuck me," Brittany muttered.

"Gladly babe," she husked. She pumped her hand in and out idly. Brittany moaned as Santana left her lips and moved down to add her tongue to the mix.

"San!" Brittany laced her fingers into Santana's hair and pushed her head closer. She rolled her hips with Santana's motions and bites down on her lip. The arousal she feels for Santana is unmatched and she knew that she wouldn't last long. Santana licked furiously and looked up at Brittany's flushed face. She saw Brittany gasp and moan out as her whole body went rigid. "Santana…fuck…I'm coming! Fuck!" Brittany threw her head back and cried out.

"That's it baby…" Santana kissed inside her thighs as Brittany came down from her orgasm, trembling. Santana crawled back up to Brittany's face, laying on top of her and placed a chaste kiss on her lips. Brittany grinned lazily at her.

"You're good at that too," Brittany giggled, wrapping her arms around Santana's small body, rubbing up and down her smooth back.

Santana laughed and nuzzled Brittany's neck, kissing it lightly, "Thanks," she pulled back again to look at Brittany, "Are you hungry? We could go to dinner down in the hotel restaurant…all you can eat," she offered.

Brittany nodded and leaned up to kiss Santana again, "Sounds great. But I think we should clean up first, don't you think?"

"Yeah, definitely. Go ahead and shower first, I'm going to make a phone call real quick," Santana rolled off of Brittany's naked form and watched the blonde get up and start towards the bathroom, but Santana caught her by the wrist and pulled her back for one more kiss and a grin.

"I won't be long, then it's all yours."

"Take your time, babe."

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They got into some fresh clothes and made their way down to the restaurant just in time for dinner. They were greeted by a host, who smiled at them.

"Good evening, ladies, welcome. Just two?" He asked, grabbing two menus.

"Yes. And can we have a booth please?" Santana requested.

"Of course, right this way." He led them over to a small booth where it wasn't too crowded and placed the menus on the table. "Okay, well, here's our menu, of course you can always choose our all you can eat dinenr buffet if you'd rather. I'll take your drink orders now and you can decide what you want."

"I think we'll just do the buffet, thanks. I'll have a water to drink," Santana smiled.

"Water for me, too," Brittany nodded.

"Great. I'll just take these," he picked the menus up. "I'll have your water right out, and feel free to go to the buffet any time you like."

"Thanks," Brittany said softly as he walked off.

"Well," Santana smiled, "wanna eat?"

"I thought you'd never ask!"

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They ate a lot. Both went back for second helpings, and by the time they stopped, they hardly had room for dessert.

"Oh my god…I'm so full…" Brittany leaned back and rubbed her tummy in satisfaction.

"No kidding…I didn't even know I could eat that much!" Santana laughed.

"I guess we both used up a lot of energy today," Brittany winked, sipping her water. Santana nodded and laughed a little, looking down.

"Hey, Britt, can I ask you something?" Santana looked back up from her hands to meet Brittany's eyes.

"Sure, San, anything," Brittany nodded, trying to sound optimistic.

"I just wanted to ask," Santana reached over and took Brittany's hand in her own, "will you be my girlfriend…officially, I mean?"

Brittany grinned and squeezed Santana's hand, "Santana, of course I will. I would love that."

A relieved smile broke onto the Latina's face upon hearing the blonde's excited response. "Really? I was so hoping you would." They gazed into eachother's eyes and linked fingers on the table in plain sight, unaware of the pair of eyes watching them.

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The next morning, they had an early start again. They headed down to the race tracks around 8 and got set up as usual again. James hadn't said much, and Brittany figured it was because of how important that day was. She was just giggling with Santana as the brunette tuned her bike for the day when James called her over.

"Britt, come here, there's something I gotta talk to you about!" He waved her towards the picnic table where he sat on the table top. Brittany furrowed her brow and walked over to sit next to him.

"Yeah, dad?" Brittany asked carefully.

"Listen…I saw you and Santana at dinner last night…and I want to know, is something going on between you two that I should be aware of?" He asked her straightfowardly.

Brittany's eyes widened, "Dad, I-,"

"You know I'm not bothered by your sexuality, but we're in the middle of a tournament and she's our mechanic. Don't you think that's a little unprofessional?" He asked in a low tone. "Not to mention she's nineteen and you're seventeen, Brittany…"

"Dad…Santana and I are together…and I know that it's the middle of my first tournament of the season. We didn't tell you because we didn't want you thinking she was distracting me from racing," Brittany explained, looking up at Santana, who felt her gaze and looked up too, noticing how serious Britt and James looked.

"Well, is she?"

"No! I really, really like her dad. Can you just give us a chance to show you?" Brittany pleaded. James glanced at Santana now, who felt his gaze as well and peeked over at the two of them.

"I'll think about it."

"Really? Or are you just saying that?" Brittany challenged.

"I will. I just need to decide whether she's right for you, sweetheart," James nodded slowly.

"I know she's right for me dad…" Brittany trailed off.

"Just give me a little bit, okay?" He asked. "Why don't you go get your uniform on, okay?"

"Fine," Brittany nodded and turned to walk towards the camper to change. As soon as she was gone from sight, James approached Santana and cleared his throat. She whipped around and smiled nervously at him.

"Don't worry, it's only me," James chuckled.

"Sorry," Santana laughed.

"Can I talk to you for a second?" He asked.

Santana felt suddenly awkward and nervous, "Uh…sure."

"Listen, I know about you tow. Plain and simple. I see the way you look at eachother and I see it in her eyes that she adores you, but I need you to prove to me that you adore her if you want my approval to date her." He was smiling, which she took as a good sign, but she was still nervous.

Santana swallowed hard and nodded, "Okay, Mr. Pierce."

"Mr. Pierce?" James laughed.

"Oh, sorry…I just feel like you two need so much more respect…" Santana trailed off.

"Don't worry about it. James will do just fine," James smiled and nodded.

"Okay."

There was a silence until Brittany reappeared from the trailer.

"Hey guys…" She said cautiously.

"Hey Britt. Almost got your bike ready for your first race today," Santana said with a smile.

"Sweet, thanks San," Brittany smiled, wrapping her arm around the overall-clad girl's waist and kissing her cheek. She sensed Santana's uncofortableness rise and she pulled away.

"Okay, gonna take it for a practice run?" James switched the subject quickly.

"Yeah. Come watch?" Brittany asked him.

"Sure thing sweetie."

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Just before Brittany's second race was prepping to start, James spotted the two standing with Brittany's bike. Brittany looked nervous and he watched as Santana whispered something into her ear to make her laugh. Then Brittany wrapped her arms around the Latina's waist and kissed her tenderly on the lips. They pulled back and Santana waved at the blonde as she pushed her bike towards the gate. The small display of affection had a grin plastered to Brittany's face and then James knew what his decision would be.

And he just smiled to himself.

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