Hey guys! I made a new chapter, and there will definitly be a third and then that's the end of this fanfic...maybe. Ok I just lied tomyself, there will be 4 chapters for this fanfic.

This is Quinn's turn, I hope you guys enjoy. Please excuse any typos :)

Alright, here it is!

Santana sat in the last seat of the bus listening to her music, she sang along quietly to herself looking out the window. That's when she looked up to see Quinn sitting down next to her. She took her headphones out and smirked. "You come back for more, Fabray?" Quinn laughed.

"Not exactly, where's Britt?"

"Sitting up there with Artie." She nodded towards the couple and rolled her eyes.

"Mhmm," Quinn felt uneasy about what she was about to do.

"What do you want, Q?" Santana asked starting to scroll through her music.

"I wanted to repay you for last night." Santana raised an eyebrow.

"And what makes you think that I would let you get all up in this?"

"Because I made you cum and I didn't even touch you." The Latina chuckled.

"Would you even know what to do?"

"How did you?" Quinn let a grin cross her face.

"Alright Quinn, I like girls. Shit."

"Well obviously."

"Well, I catch on fast…"

Quinn leaned in closely to the Latina and kissed her lips deeply. Santana had to keep in the moan that she wanted to let out. But they were on a bus and no one was sleep at the moment.

"Q, someone might catch us… like ."

"Mhm, really." Quinn continued the kiss, her tongue exploring Santana's. That's when the blonde started to suck on the other girl's bottom lips, making her lose it.

"Fuck-"Santana whispered. She pushed Quinn in the seat, pinning her by her shoulders and kissing her harder.

"I'm in charge." Quinn whined trying to get from the seat. This was not going how she planned. She heard a low chuckle from Santana as the Latina started to talk.

"You have to earn that position Q," She pulled at the blondes perfectly placed ponytail and brought her head back, exposing her slender neck. "I'm not going to just give it to you."

Quinn drove her hands into Santana's sweats, instantly going for her silk panties. She rubbed her folds, creating a strong friction that created a wet spot within seconds. Santana closed her eyes quickly and gripped the edge of the seat to keep her up. Quinn then pushed her back to the window and kept her attention on the Latina's face and her hands in her pants. "You talk way too much, San." Quinn pushed her finger further, practically pressing down on Santana's clit and started to make little circles.

"Q…" Santana bit her lip and rested her head on the window. "Don't stop, ok?" She whispered to the blonde. Quinn shook her head and leaned in to kiss Santana, their lips feeling like a shock when they met.

The blonde wanted to torture Santana the way she'd tortured her the other night. But

she wasn't sure if she had that kind of thing in her. She started to drag her finger up and down the Latina's folds. Quinn could tell that Santana was getting even more wet by the way the silk now felt slightly cold yet the dark haired women's center was getting hotter and hotter. She noticed that Santana's eyes were shut still, closed tightly, her teeth still prying into her bottom lip. "Look at me, Lopez." Quinn said with such demand it almost startled Santana. "Fuck, these panties!" Quinn practically shouted. With that she removed Santana's sweats, and then yanked her panties down.

"Wait, shit…Q. Someone's going to come back here." Quinn could only smile.

"It's a bitch isn't it?" With that she went back to work on Santana's core

"Oh my-"Santana was caught off guard by the entrance of Quinn's two fingers. Quinn quickly started to curl her fingers and drag them in and out slowly, wanting Santana to feel every inch of her long slender fingers. "Quinn…" Santana breathed heavily, her eyes rolling back as she gripped the edge of the seat. With her other free hand she made her way up to Santana's breast, her nipples were hard and Quinn attempted to make them harder by started to squeeze and pinch them. Santana winced in pain, but still liking the feeling. Quinn took her fingers and added another, moving them in and faster, faster now. Deeper. Santana practically jumped from the seat, sitting back further, her back completely being supported by the window now. She kept looking around to make sure no one was coming, but picture Mr. Shuester or Mercedes's coming back to find them just turned her on even more.

Before she could process another thought, she felt Quinn slip another finger into her. "Quinn I can't…"

"Oh please, you've taken Puck." Santana moaned out covering her mouth quickly.

"Puck is not this thick!" She said through gritted teeth.

"Maybe this will help…" Quinn bent down; kissing Santana's clit, making the girl stiffens quickly.

"Fabray, what the fuck has gotten into you."

"I think you did, "The sound of her voice, Santana couldn't help it, and she came unexpectedly.

"Fuck-ahhh… oh Jesus," She covered her mouth again. She felt embarrassed all of a sudden. "Shit, Quinn…I-"Quinn cut her off coming back up to her mouth.

"Remember what you told me last night? Jesus can't really you right now…" this made Santana grin wildly, she calmed down. Quinn smiled back, bringing two of her fingers to Santana's lips. The dark haired women licked the blonde's fingers slowly, seductively. "You want me to do it again?" Quinn asked started to suck on her ear lobe. Santana nodded.

"Tell me."

"Fuck me again."

"Say please." Quinn pulled her fingers out of Santana's mouth and looked her in the eyes. Santana licked her lips unable to resist Quinn.

"Please fuck me, Quinn. Please, god, I want your fingers in me again." It didn't take long for Quinn to return them to Santana's core and start to pump again.

Santana's eyes rolled back again, her breathing picked up and suddenly everything stopped. She opened her mouth to shout, to scream, to moan, but it was stuck in her throat. She couldn't get anything out except for whimpers. Quinn went deeper then she did before, her knuckles pounding into Santana. The Latina started to arch her back off the window as she felt herself cumming into Quinn's fingers. A shock went through her body, making her shake and start to stutter out everything she was trying to say But Quinn didn't stop, she continued, rubbing her clit with her other finger.

"No Q! I-I… sensitive. Quinn please…" Quinn shook her heads no and continued. She went up to Santana's neck and started to suck on the spot that made her moan out.

"You're being loud San." Quinn whispered to her.

"You're driving me crazy…" Is all the Latina could get out. Quinn removed her fingers from Santana and took the position Santana was in.

"Get on my lap and face me." Santana obeyed, trying to catch her breath. "Take your shirt off. Bra too." Santana hesitated, but she did it. Quinn smiled as she shoved three fingers into Santana. The Latina threw herself back, almost breaking down from the intrusion. "No." Quinn said with a smirk. "You have to look at me the entire time." She brought Santana's shaking body up and back to her.

"Oh my god, Quinn." Santana put her hands on both sides on the seats and leaned her body down further to Quinn's as the blonde started to curl her fingers up. "I-I think I'm gonna squirt Q…" She cried unable to control her body from twitching.

"Mhm, let it go. I have clothes to change into." Santana's body arched up, she gripped onto Quinn's shoulders. Her hair draped over her face in a dark mess. Her body lifted up releasing her squirt all over. Quinn took her whole hand and hit Santana's dripping, sensitive, swollen core and made her yelp. Quinn pulled Santana in for a kiss, waiting for her to calm down. She then helped her to put her clothes back on and went to get a towel to clean the seat. "I'll see you later." Quinn gave Santana one last kiss on the lips before going back to her seat on the bus. Santana was still breathing heavily but couldn't help but smile.

Please review, um tell me what you might want in the next few chapters. I just might add them, I love suggestions. Tell me what you think, did you like Santana submitting... I did! Haha XD