DANI'S POV

Santana left not long ago, and I am extremely turned on. Those kisses were fantastic. I know we want to take things slow, but she is so fucking sexy and a damn good kisser. It was a struggle within myself to keep the contact PG-13. I am a very intimate and sexual person. I thrive on contact with people I care about. I think I want to talk with Santana about how slow we want to move in that department, because honestly, I don't think I can wait.

After receiving the text from Santana saying she's home I jump into the ice cold shower. This just isn't doing it. I bring my hands to caress my body. Without a second thought my right hand dips into the wetness between my legs. Once I reach my climax I hop out of the shower and climb into bed since I have an early morning tomorrow.

My alarm goes off at 7 a.m. I groan and roll over to shut it off. I really do not want to get out of my bed. Knowing that I need to be to the studio at 8 I quickly hop out of bed and get dressed in my black sweats and oversized sweater. Throwing my leather jacket and boots on I make my way down to my car.

Knowing that I am going to be early I decide to make a pit stop at Starbucks. I ordered my iced coffee and am waiting in the drive thru. When it is my turn to pull up to the window, the cashier turns and looks at me saying, "4.25 please". Once the girl makes eye contact her eyes go wide. "Oh my god! You're Dani Taylor!" I just politely smile back. Normally I love meeting fans, but I am really wanting my coffee right now. "Can I have your autograph?!" She asks excitedly.

I quickly sign an autograph for her and take my coffee, taking off for the studio. Once I arrive at the studio Jason is in the lobby waiting to greet me. We quickly hug and he pulls me off into a boardroom. Jason ushers me into a seat. I look around the table and introduce myself to everyone. We have a quick meeting about setting the timeline for writing and recording. I decided that I wanted to put my all into this album because it's the first I've written since rehab. I made it very clear that all the songs need to be my own, and we will not rush this. We decided on a tentative deadline for 10 months from now.

Once the meeting is over I have time to take a lunch break before my writing session. I step out of the building and am met with a sea of flashes and paparazzi yelling and asking me why I'm in New York, and when is my new album coming out. I look down at my phone and pull up Santana's number and keep walking.

To Santana: Hey babe. I'm on a break. Do you have time for lunch? If so, meet me at the café just down the street from your school. I'll be there from 12:30 – 1:15.

I make my way down the streets of New York toward the small café by Santana's school. About 5 minutes later I arrive and take a seat in the back corner, away from everyone and facing the door. I pull out my phone. Still no response from Santana. The waiter comes over.

"Hi Miss. What can I get you?" He asks politely, clearly not recognizing who I am.

"I'll just have a water for now, I am waiting on someone." He smiles and nods and walks away. He quickly brings over my water and goes to take care of another table.

About 15 minutes pass and I look at my phone again. Still no response from Santana. The waiter makes his way over to the table. I order my food and eat by myself. I couldn't wait any longer, since I had to be back to the studio.

Just as my food comes out I see Santana rushing, out of breath into the café. She spots me in the back corner and makes her way over to me. She slides in the seat next to me to give me a hug. I gladly accept and give her a light peck on the lips. She then gets up and moves to the other side of the booth.

I smile at her as we make eye contact, "Hey sweetie. Glad you could make it." She nods her head, still out of breath. She reaches across the table to grab my hands and places a gentle kiss on my knuckles.

Once she catches her breath she says, "Sorry I didn't respond. I was in class until 12:45. I tried to get here as fast as I could."

With my mouth full of pasta I hold my finger up to let her know I want to say something. Quickly chewing and swallowing I reply, "It's fine baby, it's not like we had this planned." I smile. "What are you doing the rest of the day? Are you hungry?"

Santana shakes her head. "I've got a lot of work to do, so I will be holed up in the library all night. I am pretty much busy all week." She says frowning. "I don't know how much time we will be able to spend together this week."

"It's okay, San. I understand you are busy. I'm sure I can find a way to entertain my self at night this week." I say smirking at her while I rub my foot up the side of her leg.

She looks at me, mouth open, "Oh my." She says, cheeks turning red, "Babe, you can't do that. Especially not in public."

I laugh at her, "Good to know you want it as much as I do." I smirk at her again, taking another bite of my food.

She puts her head in her hands and rests it on the table. I hear her quietly counting to ten.

"Santana, why are you doing that?" I ask, curiously.

"I am trying to settle my hormones down. I have so much stress right now that, uhh… what you were suggesting is something I..uh, really need today. But, uh, we, yeah. We don't have time for that, and I don't even know if you're ready for that, especially so soon into our relationship."

I cut off her rambling by leaning across the table and pulling her face toward mine giving her a firm kiss. She instantly kisses back. I pull away smiling, "Babe, I really want it, too."

We spend a few more minutes chatting while I eat. Once I am done, Santana offers to walk me back to the studio, since she doesn't have anywhere to be just yet. We head out the door of the café toward the studio.

Hand-in-hand we walk down the sidewalk. Occasionally, there were some people staring at us, I even stopped to sign a couple autographs.

Within 10 minutes we made it back to the studio. I pull her inside the building and wrap her in a hug.

"Please make sure you at least text me at some point each day." I almost beg, "It's going to be torture not seeing you at all." I whine.

Santana pulls my chin up and gives me a lingering kiss. "I will babe. Maybe some night I try and stop by, even if it's for an hour."

We prepare to part ways just as Jason makes his way over to me.

"Oh, good. I thought I'd have to call to get you back on time." He jokes with me. I smile at him, and then look at Santana. "Who's this?" Jason asks.

"Jace, this is Santana." I say, "Santana, this is Jason, my manager and best friend."

The two exchange pleasantries and chat for a minute when Santana looks at her phone. "Shit, babe, I gotta get running, I have to work on a class project tonight." Santana gives me another kiss and leaves the building.

Jason and I make our way up to the studio. Just as I requested I had a soundproof room to myself with a piano and a guitar. Jason has set up a table with water and snacks, since I was going be in here for a few hours.

Once Jason walked out I sat in front of the piano. I wasn't liking the results, so I went over and picked up an acoustic guitar and began playing with the chord progressions. Once I got a decent melody down, I hit record on the tape recorder I brought. I continually play that recording on a loop and pull out the pen and paper and start writing.

Oh, you're in my blood like holy wine

You taste so bitter and so sweet

Oh, I could drink a case of you, darling

And I would still be on my feet

An couple hours later I have the entire song written, and am pleased with it. I look at the clock and see that it's time for me to go. So, I pack up my things and head home to my apartment for the night.

SANTANA'S POV – TWO WEEKS LATER

It's been two weeks since I last saw Dani for more than an hour. I know we are both frustrated that we only get limited time together. But, now that my exams are over and I am hanging around NY for the holiday break, hopefully Dani and I can see more of each other. The conversations and visits we have has over the past two weeks have left me sexually frustrated more than once. Especially the short visits. We have limited time, so we generally talk for a few minutes, make food, and then make out like horny teenagers. Honestly, I just cannot wait until Dani and I can finally enjoy each other to the fullest.

I walk into my apartment after my last exam and drop my bag next to the door and slip off my shoes and jacket. I pull my scarf over my head and fling it onto my jacket. Just as the door shuts Rachel and Quinn appear with their luggage being pulled out of Rachel's room.

"How long will you two love birds be gone for?" I ask.

"We will be back on the 28th." Quinn says.

"What are you going to do with Dani over break?" Rachel inquires.

"Dunno yet." I say shrugging, "I haven't even asked her about it."

Rachel glances down at her watch, "Babe, we gotta go." Rachel says to Quinn. They both pull me into a hug and see them out the door.

Once they are gone I pull my phone out of my pocket to text Dani.

To Dani: Hey baby! I have the apartment to myself for a while and I am done with exams! Wanna come over and make dinner?

She responds almost instantly.

From Dani: I thought this day would never come! ;) Be over in 30.

Before I know it I hear a gentle knock on the door. I pull it open lightly to have Dani just lunge at me and pull me into a forceful kiss. I happily comply. I have missed her lips on mine. We have seen each other a couple times over the past 2 weeks, but it has been 4 days since I last saw her.

I lightly part my lips so Dani and slip her tongue in. She takes the hint and pulls me closer to her body. Her hands are roaming my body, and it feels so good. I bring my hands down to her lower back. I pull back from the kiss and hear Dani groan. I attach my lips to her neck and place small kisses and nip a little at the exposed skin. She throws her head back in pleasure and pulls her hair to the side to give me better access. After a minute or so Dani pulls my lips back up to her to fuse them together again. We continue making out until I hear my stomach growl.

Dani pulls away from me and laughs. "Hungry, babe?"

I giggle, "Yeah. That's why I invited you over, remember?" I stick my tongue out at her.

"Don't act like you weren't having a good time just then." She pulls me into her and starts tickling my side. Eventually she eases up on tickling me.

She walks into my kitchen and pulls open the fridge, "What do you want to eat, San? I'll cook." She offers.

We decide on making a chicken caesar salad. We make small talk throughout dinner about our days and what we've ben up to since we last saw each other.

"So where's Rachel and Quinn?" Dani asks, taking a bite of her food.

"They went back to Lima for the holiday."

"Why didn't you go with them?" Dani questions.

"Just don't want to." I said, trying to avoid the conversation.

"Why not, babe? If you can't afford it, I can he-"

I cut her off, "Dani. Stop. I'm just not going and I don't want to."

She looks a bit taken aback by the tone I used with her. She just silently gets up and puts the dishes in the sink and walks right past me over to my couch.

With a heavy sigh I put my head in my hands and silently curse myself for snapping at her. I shouldn't make my problems hers. She may not understand why I don't want to go home, but I just can't talk to her about it yet. It brings up too many bad memories, and I just can't handle it.

I get up off the stool in the kitchen and make my way over to the couch where Dani is staring at the ground. I stand directly in front of her. She doesn't look up at me, so I grab her chin at force her eyes to meet with mine.

"I'm sorry."

She keeps averting her gaze. So, I decide to straddle her lap. I slowly make my way onto her lap and place my hands on the back of her neck. She then puts her hands on my hips and looks into my eyes.

"I wasn't trying to make you mad." She says quietly.

I lean in and give her a light kiss. "I know, baby. I know. Its just a sensitive thing for me, and I am not ready to talk about it."

She nods her head in understanding. "So what do you want to do now?"

I smirk and lean down hovering my lips over hers. "This." I say as I wrap my fingers in her hair and smash my lips against hers. Out lips slowly glide against one another, just enjoying the feeling. Every time we have kissed in the past 2 weeks has been rushed and needy. We can finally just take the time to enjoy one another, and the feelings it brings.

Dani tilts her head to the side, running her tongue along my bottom lip. I oblige and part my lips to let her tongue meet with mine. Our tongues are slowly swirling in one anothers mouth. I slowly pull back a nip on her lower lip. She lets out a small whimper. My face is right in front of hers and she is staring right back at me, running her hands up and down my rib cage. The movement is sending tingling sensations throughout my body.

I lean back down to bring out lips together. She pulls me closer to her body and lays up down on the couch with her hovering over me. She takes the dominant position and nips at my pulse point. She brings her lips back to mine and we begin furiously making out. She brings her thigh in between mine and I bring my hands to rest on her ass. While we are kissing I lightly massage her ass, it feels so nice in my hands. I just can't get enough of it. As I work my hands on her ass, her thigh puts pressure where I need it most and she involuntarily bucks her hips into mine. Unwillingly, I let out a loud moan. Dani pulls away from me and looks me in the eyes.

"Babe, I want you so bad." She moans out looking at me with lust filled eyes. I continue massaging her ass and she leans down to kiss me again. "Baby, please. I don't know how much longer I can take without you touching me." She practically begs.

"Let's take this to the bedroom?" I ask, more turned on than ever. She quickly nods her hand and stands up, pulling me with her. I quickly grab her by the waist and lift her up carrying her into my bedroom. She starts to squeal. Once we get into my room I set her on my bed and lean down over her bringing our lips together in a sensual kiss. I like where this night is headed.

TO BE CONTINUED.

A/N: Sorry that this update is later than promised. I've had too many deadlines for class this week and on top of that I've been sick. I am doing my best to work through the chapters quickly. PLEASE REVIEW. Let me know what you think. Continue? What do you want to see? Anything. Just let me know! The songs from the last chapter: Pompeii by Bastille and Dear No One by Tori Kelly. From this chapter: A Case of You by Joni Mitchell.