Santana was driving Brittany home in her Range Rover. She felt happy with herself that she was able to finally get Brittany away from home long enough to have a romantic dinner with just the two of them.

She took the long way to Brittany's house. She knew that Britt had to go inside as soon as they reached her house as her parents didn't like Santana much. Something about corrupting their little girl.

They were about a mile from Brittany's house when the blonde leaned over the console and kissed Santana softly on her ear.

"Thank you for tonight, it was very thoughtful of you to take me out to such a romantic place on our date night."

Brittany's breath on Santana's neck was like a match that was starting a fire between her legs. Brittany was well aware that she had this effect on her girlfriend. She liked to watch Santana squirming in her seat from being turned on. This turned Brittany on.

"I want to be able to repay you for your thoughtfulness." Her hot breath lingering on the latina's neck. She laid her hand on Santana's bare thigh. She moved her fingers gingerly in a small back and forth movement.

Santana was barely able to remain in control of her SUV at the 10mph she was doing. She was getting wetter with every breath her girlfriend was taking and the fingers tracing lines on her thigh made her want to explode. She was tightening up between her legs just to alleviate some of the intensity of her blood flow. Brittany was a master at making her clit swollen.

"Erm, Britt, please stop. We can't go back to your place; your parents have it out for me right now." Santana's voice was shaky and laced with remorse. She wanted to make love to her girlfriend and was positive Brittany felt the same way; they were just at a loss for a place to go.

"Pull over." Brittany said as she leaned her head into Santana's lap. She knew that even at an odd angle she would be able to gain access to the wet core that wanted her. She just needed a moment to be able to hike up Santana's skirt far enough.

"Baby." The simple word came out of Santana's mouth with the most complex meaning. It told Brittany that she was pulling over as it was being spoken, it pleaded with Brittany to give her release, and most importantly it made Brittany feel loved. It was a word that Santana only used toward Brittany and she knew that.

Before the car was fully in the spot on the dark street the blonde's tongue found a swollen clit waiting for her. She hummed in approval and gently stroked it with her tongue.

Santana was barely able to put the truck in park before she felt glued in place. Brittany had expert knowledge on how Santana's body reacted to her touch. Licking her clit softly was all that was needed to keep Santana still. Brittany kept up her soft licking and was surprised when she felt Santana's hand grab her ass. She had in fact left herself wide open to it by kneeling over the console and she didn't care that her short skirt probably didn't hide that she wasn't wearing panties. All she thought about at that moment was touching the woman she loved and having her touching back. The rest of the world didn't matter.

Santana took advantage of finally having the car stationary to feel the soft, round ass that was sticking delightfully up in the air. She thought to herself that if she was facing Brittany's ass from another angle, she would definitely bury her face in her core. Santana had to settle for feeling the smooth skin with her right hand. She suddenly became aware of the blondes lack of underwear and moved her hand so she could slide two fingers inside of a wet and wanting pussy. The blonde moaned against her clit and Santana's left hand pulled her head tighter into her throbbing core.

Quinn was happy to see Santana's car parked down the block from her house. She had had a rough night and would be happy to have one of her bff's around to talk to.

As Quinn approached the car she could vaguely make out what looked like someone leaning over the center console. She was worried that someone was breaking into Santana's overly expensive SUV and approached the vehicle cautiously, cell phone in hand, ready to call 911.

As she came to the passenger side door she realized what she was actually witnessing was not a thief breaking into Santana's car but Brittany leaning over into Santana's lap.

Quinn gasped loud enough for the girls in the vehicle to hear her, but was frozen in place as she backed up into the tree that Santana had parked under. She dropped her cell phone and couldn't think enough to pick it up.

The pair in the car had found Quinn's deer in the headlights look quite amusing and laughed. They didn't make any effort to cover up what they had been doing and Quinn was pretty sure she had seen Brittany's hand begin to rub the center of the girl in front of her.

Quinn thought she may have been dreaming for a second, she wasn't sure why she wasn't running down the street to her house in shock. She just stood there as she watched her two best friends begin to find where they had left off.

She watched Brittany bend her head back into Santana's center, moving with a determined rhythm that she knew was meant to make her lover cum.

Quinn watched Santana's head lean back on the headrest of her seat, mouth slightly open in what she could imagine was the euphoric feeling of ecstasy. She noticed the tan girls fingers inching toward the center of her partners' raised up ass and only then did Quinn realize that she could see Brittany in all her glory, wet and glistening in the bits of moonlight that shone through the truck's windshield. She swallowed hard as she saw two tanned fingers slip into wet, pink lips.

She suddenly became aware that the reason why she wasn't running down the street in terror was that she found that watching the two of them was turning her on incredibly. She had never looked at either of them in that way, but seeing them making love was intoxicating. She couldn't take her eyes off of the latina's fingers as they moved in and out of Brittany's pussy. She could only imagine how good it must have felt to have those fingers rubbing against her g-spot and out against her clit. Before she could even think, Quinn put her hand down her pants and started rubbing wet flesh, her eyes not leaving the car in front of her.

Brittany was making steady work against Santana's clit but was holding off just enough to get her own climax close. She knew Santana was ready to release any second and she wanted to be just as close. She liked it when they came together; it made her feel closer to this woman that she loved.

She timed her movements against Santana's fingers with a precision that made it pleasurable for the both of them. When she moved back against her lover's hand, her tongue made several movements against the clit she was sucking into her mouth. Their timing was perfect as they both neared orgasm and having an audience to watch the need for each other was adding to the intensity. Their movements were just as much about making each other come as they were about having someone else witness it.

Santana was trying to hold off her orgasm until she was sure that Brittany was close enough to get off too. She knew the feelings, sounds, even tastes of Brittany as she was about to come. This was one of the most beautiful things in the world to Santana, watching everything mount up in the woman she loved and then see the relief wash it away. She could build her life over making Brittany come. She wasn't entirely surprised when Brittany wasn't turned off by Quinn catching the two of them. They were too far turned on to stop so easily, it's just a bonus that Quinn didn't run off screaming.

Feeling the intensity of Brittany's tongue becoming too much, Santana opened her eyes to look at her girlfriend's ass and then out of the passenger window. Quinn was still watching them, only now through half closed eyes, and her hand seemed determined at its task. She thought she could tell Quinn was close to coming as well.

"I'm close baby," Santana managed to whisper. Brittany sped up on her double duty, riding Santana's fingers like they were a thoroughbred and licking her clit as if she would die if she stopped. Her muscles contracting around Santana's fingers as her orgasm began to take hold of her body. She felt Santana's hand pushing her head closer into her clit as Santana let out a sigh that Brittany knew was the sound of her orgasm taking over. Just outside of the car she heard a faint "Oh my god," and laughed again at Quinn but was quickly pulled back into the movements of her pelvic muscles. A second more intense orgasm caused her to spasm, involuntarily moving Santana's fingers in and out with the flow of her orgasm. She collapsed over the center console, still spasming as her orgasm dissipated.

When Brittany had gathered enough strength she looked up at Santana and smiled. "Did that just really happen?"

"Fuck yeah it did." Santana said with a decent amount of pride in her voice and a big grin on her face. She truly loved the woman she saw in front of her and would go to the ends of the world to make her happy.

Brittany got back up on her knees and kissed Santana passionately. She knew she had the best girlfriend in the world and she loved her with an intensity that bore into her soul.

Santana brushed the hair from Brittany's face as their lips parted. She looked into blue eyes and wanted to be lost in them forever. Brittany placed another small kiss on Santana's lips as she got up to readjust her skirt. She sat fully in her seat and rolled down her window.

"Need a ride?" she asked Quinn as Santana started the SUV.

Quinn finally being able to stand up straight walked over to the back door, opened it and got inside.

A/N I just want to thank my muse for planting this seed in my head. Hope you enjoyed.