My humblest apologies for taking so long to update. I wont bore you as to why but I hope that you forgive me and take a little Brittana love as penance.

As soon as the door slammed shut Santana pressed Brittany against it as her lips started to attack her neck. Brittany's hands moved up Santana's back and tangled into the hair at the back of her head, pulling her closer into her neck.

Santana let out a small moan as she felt the pressure on the back of her head. She was beginning to get totally lost in the taste and the feel of Brittany's neck. She started to gently suck and bite on Brittany's pulse point, causing the blonde to mirror Santana's previous moan. This caused Santana to suck a little harder, not caring about the likelihood that she was going to leave a mark.

"Fuck, Santana." Brittany pulled Santana away from her neck and instantly crashed their lips back together. Without hesitation she lifted her leg and wrapped her foot around Santana's calf, pulling her in closer. Without breaking contact Santana moved her hand slowly down Brittany's side, grazing her breast and grabbed Brittany's leg, pulling it higher so it was around her waist. Brittany moaned again as she pulled her leg tighter and pulled their centers closer together.

Santana pulled her lips away and rested her forehead against Brittany's. Their breathing was equally heavy and labored.

"My god Brittany, what are we doing?" She still had hold of her leg, which was still wrapped around her waist. She couldn't let go. She moved her head back and looked into the blonde's eyes. "Is this right?"

She could see Brittany's pupils were dilated and her eyes seemed to be a darker blue then normal. Brittany didn't answer, she just pulled Santana towards her and kissed her again. Much more softly than before, with less lust and urgency. It was sensual but still full of want. She pulled Santana's head back and looked into her eyes. "Does it feel right?"

Santana nodded and her eyes looked down towards the floor. Brittany took hold of her chin and pulled her head up again to look into her eyes. "Then it's right."

She gave Santana a peck and then moved her foot back to the floor. She pushed Santana back slightly and then took her hand and led her through the hall to the lounge area. She opened the door and was met with a very happy Morri. She let go of Santana's hand and bent down to pick up the puppy. "Hey little brown eyed girl. How are you?" Lick "Look who I bought to see you." She turned to Santana and smiled. Santana knew she was trying to ease any anxiety in the room and was grateful for it.

"Hey little girl. Wow you've grown." She said to the puppy as she took her in her arms. She cooed over the puppy for minute or two and then looked up to see Brittany staring at her, a big smile plastered on her face.

"What?"

"You really are beautiful Santana. No, don't look away from me." She moved to stand in front of her. "You are the most beautiful women I have ever met." She took Morri from her arms and placed the puppy back on the floor. She took Santana's hands in her own and tried to gain eye contact. "I have thought that since the first day I met you. And getting to know you I realise you are just as beautiful inside as outside."

"Brittany I…"

"All I have wanted to do since that day is hold you hand, oh and hey look, I am. I have wanted to put my arms around you." Santana smiled shyly as Brittany released her hands and moved her arms to wrap around her neck, pulling her close. She moved her lips to her ear, "All I have wanted to do is kiss you." She kissed below Santana's ear, starting a trail of kisses along her cheek till she kissed the corner of her mouth. "I want to kiss to." She whispered taking Santana's lips in her own.

Santana's worries and fears only partially subsided once she felt lips against her own. She wanted Brittany more than she had ever wanted anyone, but she needed her job. How could she go to bed with someone knowing full well that if it ever got back to Jessie she would be well and truly fucked and not just in the good way.

Santana felt Brittany push her back gently until her legs bumped against the sofa, momentum meant that she was soon sitting down and Brittany quickly took the opportunity and straddled her lap, never once stopping kissing her.

Santana's hands found their way to Brittany's hips and before she could stop and think she was pulling her closer and kissing her deeper, causing Brittany to give a low deep moan.

Brittany could feel Santana's hands on her hips, gripping gently. She was willing them to move, to explore but they stayed just where they were. She pulled away, needed to catch her breath just for a second. She opened her eyes and saw dark orbs staring back. Santana was breathing deeply, clearly needing to catch her breath to.

It was getting hot in the room, Brittany could feel it and could see a couple of beads of sweat on Santana's forehead. This was enough of an excuse to try and see some skin. She moved her hands from Santana's hair to her shoulders. Slowly, never taking her eyes off of Santana's, she moved her hands down Santana's front, moving extra slowly over her breasts, till she reached the hem of her shirt. Gripping it and without asking, she just slowly started to raise the shirt. She finally took her eyes off of Santana's and moved to look and the expanse of skin that was slowly being revealed.

Tanned, smooth and toned skin and stomach slowly came into view. Brittany couldn't take her eyes off it and couldn't help but lick her lips and swallow dryly. She had never known a tummy to turn her on so much. She kept slowly bringing the shirt higher and higher, anticipated the next view she was about to get.

"Brittany?" Before she had the chance to go to high Santana spoke and bought her out of her tummy trance. She looked back into her eyes.

"Brittany….I cant." She took hold of Brittany's hand and gently squeezed. "I want to, trust me I WANT to, but I just cant."

Brittany didn't answer but can Santana a confused look as a way of asking for an explanation.

"My job Brittany, I need this job and I cant put it at risk."

Again the confused look was all the reply she got.

"I love this job Brittany, I really do. I get to see you every day and spend time with you and it's great. I, I just don't want to overstep the mark. You know, the boss employee mark."

Brittany leaned in and kissed her again. "There is no mark Santana. I lo…like you so much and I promise you this will not effect you job. Well it might, we may have to christen then back seat of the car."

Santana laughed. "I just don't want either of us getting in trouble is all."

"Santana, we are both grown women. Grown, HOT women and if we have a attraction, which based by how your hands are currently cupping my ass, I'm guessing we do, then what's to stop us?"

Santana's thoughts were becoming a muddle in her head. She was incredibly turned on and wanted nothing better than to rip of every item of Brittany's clothing, throw her onto the sofa and taste every inch of her. But her boring, sensible side of the brain was screaming for her to stop. What ever happened tonight would somehow get back to Jessie and then that would be that. She would lose her job and no doubt Brittany would receive some kind of fall back from the events. Santana didn't know which part of her head was shouting louder and which part she should listen to.

"What if it gets out Britt? I don't want it affecting anything?"

Brittany laughed and gave Santana's nose a quick peck. "That's what this is, your worried about the public finding out that I've been with a women. Santana don't you worry about that ok. My private life has always been just that, you think I've not been with a woman before? The public sees what they want to see and they see me walking down red carpets with a handsome man so that's that. What they don't know they don't need to know and it wont hurt them."

She knew she should tell Brittany what was holding her back. She hadn't even thought about Brittany's public image in all of this and suddenly she felt selfish. But clearly that was not a worry to Brittany so she tried to brush that aside. Her own fears were still bubbling on the surface but they were beginning to calm to a simmer when Brittany started nibbling at her ear.

"So really San, what's holding you back?" She whispered into her ear.

Santana didn't know what happened, she couldn't figure out how her mind could suddenly be worry free and all her cares were gone. Before she had time to even think about what was going on in her head she found her lips crashing against Brittany's once more. But this time she knew there was no going back.

With her hands still firmly on Brittany's ass she moved them both so she was topping Brittany on the sofa. Her hands moved to her hips and pulled her closer so she could feel the heat already coming from Brittany's center.

Brittany's hands soon found their way under Santana's top and her nails were gently scratching down her back, making a small moan escape from the brunette's lips. Brittany smiled and kissed her deeper not wanting any space between the two.

Santana pulled away, mostly in need of air, and looking deep into blue eyes all she saw was need and want and was positive the look was reflected in her own eyes. Brittany started playing with the hem of Santana's shirt, slowly starting to push it up again. This time Santana did not stop her and Brittany soon found herself throwing the shirt across the room. She could not help but stare at the sight in front of her. A sight she had been dreaming about for months.

"Britt." Santana whispered.

"Ye." Was all the mumbled reply she got.

Santana couldn't help but giggle. She took Brittany's chin between her thumb and forefinger, bringing her head up so she could look in her eyes. "Like what you see?" She asked, raising one eyebrow.

"God yes." Brittany quickly replied before wrapping her arms around Santana's neck and kissing her deeply once more.

Somehow amongst all the deep kisses Brittany lost her top and bras soon followed. Brittany was once again being pinned to the sofa by Santana. Her hands were pulling at Santana's hips, desperate for more friction and the need to feel more skin against her.

Her wish was soon granted when Santana moved her hand out of Brittany's hair, slowly moving down Brittany's body, having a small stop over to caress and gently squeeze her left breast. Her hand travelled further until it reached the top of Brittany's trousers. She stopped kissing Brittany so she could seek approval for what she was about to do. She knew Brittany wanted her but this was a big deal and she didn't want to risk over stepping any mark.

Brittany knew from the look in the brown eyes she was staring into what Santana was asking and she nodded to say yes. "Please Santana, I want to feel you." She whispered huskily.

That was all Santana needed to hear and just the look on Brittany's face and the tone in her eyes was almost enough to make her cum there and then.

She moved her body to gain more room and began to undo the buttons on Brittany's trousers. She pulled them down her legs and threw them to join the rest of the clothes on the floor. She began to make a move to lie back down on top of her but Brittany soon stopped her.

Santana quirked a eyebrow to question her. In answer Brittany flipped their positions and was soon pinning her to the sofa. "You forgot something." She said with a smirk.

She moved down the sofa, undoing Santana's trousers and pulling the down in one smooth tug. She threw them onto the floor but didn't make a move to lie back down. Without any shyness she firmly fixed her eyes onto Santana's breasts, slowly moving to take in the sight of her toned stomach and then staring at her covered center.

Santana giggling again bought Brittany out of her daze. Brittany moved her eyes back to fixate on Santana's and gave her a wicked grin. Without hesitation she moved her thumbs into the straps on Santana's underwear and pulled them off, tossing them over her shoulder. With all the will power in the world to not take in the sight before her she stood up and looking into Santana's eyes she slowly pulled down her own underwear, flicking it away with her left foot.

Eye contact was soon broken as Santana took in the full sight before her and stared without shame. "Like what YOU see?" Brittany asked with a smirk.

Santana was in awe of what she saw and what was happening. With all her past girlfriends she had always been a little shy and the first time with them had always been under the covers of a bed. But Brittany made her not care, not worry. She wanted to touch her, to feel her, every part of her.

"Come here?" Santana said and Brittany didn't waste moment. She climbed back onto the sofa, straddling Santana's hips without hesitation. They both let out a gasp when their centers met, heat radiating into each other.

Santana sat up to kiss her deeply, her tongue needing to taste every part of Brittany's mouth. Brittany shifted to wrap her legs around Santana's waist. This woman was so hot, so sexy that just kissing her and feeling her skin on her own was getting her so close to orgasm without any real touching.

She started to gently rock her hips against Santana's, wanting some friction to help alleviate the pent up feelings she had. Santana could feel the need coming from Brittany and understood it as she had exactly the same need.

In unison they each started to move one hand down the others body to land where they each needed it most. Santana reached the destination first, letting out a moan when she felt how wet and aroused Brittany was. Brittany's fingers soon followed and she let out a moan to match Santana's.

Their lips broke away from each other, eyes locked as fingers found sensitive nerve bundles.

Santana slowly started circling Brittany, watching the way Brittany's eyes closed and her mouth opened slightly to the new sensation she was feeling. Brittany's fingers matched Santana's, slowly circling and causing Santana to buck her hips slightly.

Santana moved her fingers to Brittany's entrance, slowly circling with her middle finger, ensuring this was ok with Brittany. When she didn't receive any reason not to she slowing slipped one finger in, relishing the feel of Brittany tightening around her.

Brittany's head fell to Santana's shoulder, "fuck…"

Santana assumed that was a good thing and pulled her finger out, quickly replacing it with two. She slowly moved her fingers in and out, each time trying to get a little further into Brittany, searching for that sweet spot.

All the while Brittany kept circling and flicking Santana's clit with her own fingers, keeping a similar rhythm to Santana's as they moved in and out of her. She could feel Santana's hips moving at a quicker pace and she instinctively knew she was close.

Santana meanwhile could feel Brittany becoming tighter and tighter around her fingers, her hips also moving at the same rhythm as her own. She knew Brittany was close to falling over the edge and to tip her over she moved her thumb to flick over Brittany's clit.

"Oh FUCKKKK…" Brittany bit down on Santana's should as her orgasm washed over her.

Santana felt her fingers being clasped tightly as she felt Brittany pulsate around her and her juices flow over her hand. This was more than enough to cause her own orgasm to burst out of her. Her hips rose as she felt Brittany's hand still. She saw dots in front of her eyes and her head was swimming. Despite her arm around Brittany's neck she could not keep herself sitting up any more and she started to lie back down, bringing Brittany with her.

Brittany settled on top of Santana, her head still rested on her shoulder. She could feel Santana's fingers still inside her and couldn't help the smile appearing on her lips when she felt them move slightly. Her smile turned into a moan and a shiver when Santana slowly removed them and wrapped her arms around Brittany's back.

Brittany was not sure how long they were lead that way but she soon noticed Santana's breathing had changed. Brittany moved her head off her should to look at her and noticed her eyes were closed and she had clearly fallen asleep. She reached to the back of the sofa and pulled down the blanket and draped it over them.

She looked at Santana one more time and smiled. She was so happy, happier than she imagined but there was a lingering doubt in the back of her mind, as she knew there was something bothering Santana. But right now she didn't really care and she couldn't think about it. All she knew was the women she loved was holding her and she didn't ever want to be let go.

She rested her head back down to Santana's shoulder and moved to snuggle her face into the crook of her neck. She placed a feather light kiss to it and whispered the 3 words she had had on the tip of her tongue since the day they had met.

Ok, wow, that was really hard to write, alot harder than I expected so I hope you enjoyed it and as always feedback is my friend! :)