Santana's POV Enjoy!

So I'll be the first to admit, the reasons I normally had Brittany over were to 'experiment'. This time around it was testing the waters of going that little bit further. The whole thing with Ms Pillsbury and feelings made me want to test mine and Brittany's relationship. My parents weren't home and weren't coming home till tomorrow so it was kind of perfect. I just wanted to feel Brittany again before I said or did something stupid to hurt her. I took her arm and linked it in mine. We got her car and went to my vacant house.

We got in the front door and we both dropped our bags. I grabbed Brittany and pinned her up against the door. My hands were above each of her shoulders and her face looked confused; I quirked my eyebrow suggestively.

"San, what-" I cut her off as I met her lips with mine passionately.

I continued my kisses and nibbled at her lower lip causing her to grin widely. I moved down towards her neck kissing every space in between. She wrapped her arms around my neck and moaned longingly as a sucked her pulse point below her ear lobe. I pulled back for a breather and saw Brittany's deep blue eyes beam at me.

"That was nice..." She said as she bit her lip seductively. "What was that for?"

"I'm just feeling horny woman." I said impatiently as I got back to job at hand.

I cupped my hands around her face and she moved her arms around my waist and closed the space between us. Our lips met again, even more passionately then before. I made my advances quick, desperate for her contact. My hands ran through her soft blonde hair; our lips brushing rhythmically. Soon we were swaying to our own music, totally captured in the moment. My heart started to flutter and I felt light headed. I pulled back for a moment to catch my breath.

"Whoa." I uttered silently.

"Are you ok?" Brittany's eyes searched mine.

"Yea of course... you're just amazing." I stood still for a moment before stealing another kiss.

I took her hand and walked her into the kitchen.

"Beer?" I offered.

She nodded and I opened two beers and sat down at the table with her. If I was honest I knew that Brittany couldn't hold her liquor, at all. It's not using her; it's just getting her to open up more. She downed her first bottle and started on her second. By now she was drunk, not just tipsy, literally drunk. She sat slumped in the chair. I fumbled her up the stairs in my arms and laid her down on my bed. Thank fuck we were both horny drunks.

"Fuck me Santana." She whispered into ear seductively.

"If you insist." I slurred.

This wasn't exactly the first time we had attempted this. We had fooled around a couple of times before and totally failed. She took off her Cheerio's top and I followed suit. I got onto the bed and straddled her hips. She ran her hands up my stomach and goosebumps appeared all over me. She giggled and drew unknown patterns up and down my abdomen. I learned down and kissed her lips softly. I moved to her temple and stroked her hair. She purred with satisfaction. Her fingers delicately drew themselves south. She pulled on my skirt and I sidled out of it. My lace panties were soaked because of her. Fuck. She was so beautiful. Her magical digits toyed with my panty line and eventually dove in.

"Your so wet." She smirked.

"You know it." I panted.

She felt around for a few moments and moved over my clit which made me squirm in pleasure.

"Ohh." She grinned as I moaned.

"Fuck me Brittany." I growled.

"No you fuck me." She demanded.

"Ugh, together okay?"

She nodded and we shifted momentarily to get Brittany's skirt off and to give my hand access to her duck patterned panties. That was a gift I needed to get her; sexy lingerie. I slipped my hand over her clit and into her hand. My fingers teased her entrance.

"And you said I was wet." I snorted.

"You're so hot Santana." She moaned.

We felt each other into a steady rhythm and moved with one another. Everything thrust and change in pace was felt by both of us. Our fingers searching for sensitive spots within each other and when found, made use of. We dived in and out of one another. I paced myself and focused on Brittany's sharp panting breath. I kissed her deeply and forced my fingers further into Brittany. She moaned into my lips and that was a serious turn on.

"Oh baby..." I moaned as Brittany's extraordinary touch did an exquisite job.

The feeling I had between my legs was mesmerising, it was perfect. My stomach knotted and my hips bucked, I was so close. I could feel Brittany was close too, I met her eyes and she understood. With final glorious thrusts we came simultaneously.

"Holy fuck." I gasped for breath.

"That was amazing." Brittany gaped.

I took my fingers out from the closed walls that encased them. I licked my fingers raunchily.

"Ooh." I moaned "You taste incredible."

She smirked and grabbed my shoulders pulling me flush on top of her. Brittany smelled of flowers, sweat and sex. It was fucking hot. I ran my tongue down her neck and sucked on her pulse point. She wriggled with pleasure and I knew I was doing something right. I bit down slightly and she let out a throaty moan.

"You like that?"

"Oh... oh... yea" she replied.

I continued with my sucking and biting for a good five minutes till I decided just to hold her. I knew she loved it when we just lay down together talking or whatever. I moved myself beside her and put my arm around her. I played with her blonde locks and smiled with the perfection of this moment.

Fuck my reputation. Fuck Cheerio's. Fuck Coach Sylvester. All I want is Brittany and she wanted me. End of story?

Review please. Let me know if I should continue?