This might be the last chapter of this fanfic guys.. sorry :(

Santana walked up to the Quinn the next day in the library, and she sat down right by her. "Hey Q," Santana kind of whispered. "I'm kind of embarrassed about yesterday-"

"You're embarrassed? Santana, no, I'm embarrassed." The Latina shrugged.

"You shouldn't be, you look amazing naked and you sound so sexy when you're coming-"

"Why are you so loud?" Quinn kind of laughed.

"I'm sorry…" Quinn smiled at her.

"You shouldn't be embarrassed… you're too beautiful to be embarrassed…" Santana smirked.

"So we're both being ridiculous for feeling embarrassed."

"Pretty much," Santana bit her lip and hesitated.

"Q… I can't… stop thinking about you."

"Are you serious?" They whispered now, while Santana glared at her hands in her lap.

"It's just… this might just be a sex thing but I love fucking you, ok? I'm sorry…"

"No, don't be sorry… just…" Quinn didn't know what to say, "Yesterday was really good… like amazing actually."

"But you don't like girls." Quinn was about to answer her but Santana got up and walked away before she could.

Quinn followed the dark haired girl to the back of the library. "Leave me alone Q, okay? I really just want to forget about this." Quinn raised an eyebrow,

"You wanna forget about everything?" This made Santana smile a little.

"Shut up, Fabray." Santana
started to look through the shelf of books for a book on Astrology for her astronomy paper. Quinn turned Santana around and they looked at each other for a moment. "What are you doing? This is way too public… and it's too quiet."

"So was the bus."

"Well yeah, but this is a library, Q. What if one of the old bats walks up and see's us fucking on the bookshelf?"

"Then we book it." Santana chuckled.

"We can't…" but Quinn was already at work on her neck, lapping and kissing on it causing Santana to groan. "Q…" The blonde lifted up Santana's Cheerio's shirt and started to feel the bare skin that was underneath. She sucked harder on the spot and pushed Santana further into the shelf. "Don't make the books fall." The Latina whispered in Quinn's ear. Quinn smiled as she started to squeeze the dark haired women's breast. Santana grabbed Quinn's face and smashed their lips together. "We have to be quick." She felt Quinn start to rub her nipples with her index finger. She smiled as the feeling and went back to Quinn's lips, deepening the kiss and intertwining their tongues.

"I love the way you kiss." Quinn said before she found her way into the Latina's spanks and pulled them down quickly. "No panties?" Quinn smirked.

"Shut up, Quinn." Santana moaned when she felt the blonde's fingers playing with her clit. She started to create slow, tight circles, making Santana bit down hard on her lip. "Stop teasing me, Quinn. This is not the place." Quinn smirked at Santana and loved when she gave in to her.

"It's like you were ready for me or something." She dipped two fingers into Santana's core and groaned at what she felt. "You are ready for me." Quinn quickly turned Santana around, making her face the books before she quickly added her two fingers again. Santana clenched her jaw and gripped the shelf tighter as Quinn slide he fingers deeper inside. The Latina tried to keep herself upright but it was growing harder when the blonde started to massage her clit as well.

"Quinn!" She whispered loudly. "I can't handle this, just made me cum, please. I've wanted you all day." Quinn smiled at Santana begging for her.

"Beg harder." Quinn said moving her fingers faster, plunging them deeper and curling her fingers upward. Santana's legs began to shake and she wasn't sure how long she'd be able to stand.

"Please Quinn, please; I just want you to fuck me… please." She practically cried. Her hands were red now from how hard she was clenching onto the shelf. Her body starts to twitch and can feel her legs giving in as Quinn suddenly picks up to an unusually fast speed. "Wait-"Santana screeched. He body tried to get away, but she couldn't forward without knocking the books forward. The Latina was looking around now, both suspicious of who was watching and of how loud this orgasm would make her.

"Do you want me to stop?" Quinn asked pulling her fingers out slowly.

"No!" Santana almost yelled. Quinn continued as Santana's legs gave in and she was now on her knees and still holding onto the shelf. Quinn slowed down a bit but was still massaging the Latina's clit, the nub now more swollen and sensitive than ever. This motion caused Santana to reach down and push Quinn's hand away before she came again on the Library carpet. Quinn leaned in and kissed the back of Santana's back and let her catch her breath.