March 23, 2013 – Brittany Pierce spotted visiting Santana Lopez Thursday evening
I drive up to Santana's house surrounded by paparazzi. It's gotten pretty bad since we went public. I mean people aren't really aggressive or anything, (probably because they are afraid of what Santana might do if they are aggressive with me) but they are everywhere. I pull into her house, put my sunglasses on and step out of the car, turning quickly to see the photographers crowding Santana's gate to get pictures. I turn around and head towards Santana's house.
March 28, 2013 – Santana Lopez and Brittany Pierce spotted leaving dinner in downtown L.A.
I fumble a little with the keys until I finally open the door to Santana's house. I feel her wrap her arms around me and before I know it, I'm shutting the door and pushing her up against it, laying sloppy kisses all over her neck. I quickly reach around grabbing her thighs, signaling for her to wrap her legs around me. I pick her up and carry her through the house, which I now pretty much know my way around, to the bedroom. I set her down in front of the bed. Just when I think she is about to lie down on the bed she flips around and pushes me down. She leans down on top of me quickly crashing our lips back together. I gently slide my hands underneath her shirt. I rub all over her back and her sides just reveling in how soft her skin is. This is great, just making out, but I'm not going to lie, I want more.
I gently tug at the hem of her shirt letting her know I want to take it off. I am a little nervous about her reaction, but she quickly sits up and smoothly pulls the shirt up and over her head, letting me know that this is not like the other times we've made out. I barely feel her pull my own shirt off because I can't stop starring at her body. I mean I knew she was hot from the moment I met her, and I have always admired her boobs but damn.
She stopped after she took my shirt off, I started to get a little nervous, but I felt better once she starting running her nails up and down my sides and my abs, making me more and more turned on by the second. I grabbed her neck pulling her back down for another kiss. I started laying soft kisses on her neck, as I moved up to her jaw, and back down again. I was so preoccupied with giving her beautiful neck the attention it deserved I didn't even realize she had kicked of her shorts and was now in just her underwear and bra. She reached in between us and began undoing my own pants, I kicked them to the floor as I reached behind her back and undid her bra.
She suddenly grabbed my hand and pulled me up as she took off my bra and then laid me back down. But before we went back to kissing I flipped us over again, rolling so that I was on top of her. Don't get me wrong Santana as a top is fucking hot but, I just can't control myself around her, especially now.
I lean down and start kissing her neck again, slowly moving down towards her boobs. I finally get there and I can't help but touch them. I start running my fingertips over her nipples, and when she responds with a moan I take one in my mouth and swirl my tongue. I can tell she really likes it so I do the same thing to the other one as well.
Somehow she has managed to slip her leg in between mine. She starts rubbing her leg against my center and I can't help but let out a groan as I feel myself get even wetter than before.
"San" I pant trying to signal to her that I need more.
She gets the message as I feel her hand slip into my panties. She slipped her index finger in and started rubbing my clit with her thumb. I knew I wasn't going to last long so I quickly reached between us and did the same thing to her.
That was it. We started thrusting into each other and placing soft kisses up and down our necks. It really didn't take long for us to both unravel and fall back against the bed, panting.
I looked over at the naked girl lying next to me. Her hair was spread every which way all over the bed, as her body glistened with a thin layer of sweat. I swear I don't think I have ever seen anything more beautiful in my entire life. This beats Niagara Falls, The Grand Canyon, The Statue of Liberty, and any of the oceans.
I lean over and pull her into me as I pull the sheet on the bed over us.
"You are so beautiful Santana" I whisper.
She turns in my arms to give me a kiss. The last thing I remember is her placing a soft kiss on my collarbone as I drift off to sleep.
April 12, 2013 – Brittany Pierce stops by to visit girlfriend, Santana Lopez
I ring the doorbell of Santana's place and it only takes about thirty seconds before a beautiful Latina opens the door and wraps me up in a hug. I love Santana's hugs, they're like being surrounded by soft, warm caramel. I close my eyes and just rest there in her arms. I feel her breathing softly and I place a quick kiss to her collarbone, before pulling back and looking into her chocolaty, brown eyes.
We've been dating for a few months now (two to be exact) and I honestly have never felt so close to someone before, I'm not quite sure what it is about Santana but something just draws me into her and makes her completely irresistible.
"Hey" I whisper.
"Hi" she says softly with a smile.
She leans in for one more kiss before pulling me into her kitchen. I sit down on the bar stool at her counter as she goes back to the stove to continue cooking. I can't stand being this far away from her so I walk up behind her and wrap my arms loosely around her waist. I rest my head on her shoulder and place a few soft kisses on her neck.
"Britt" she warns, "I'm cooking, you're going to make me distracted and then the food's going to burn, and then the house itself is going to burn."
I laugh softly at her exaggerations but I move to stand next to her. I see her smile and I swear it feels like mini people are bouncing on mini trampolines in my stomach.
"Here" she says holding up a spoon with food on it.
I take it into my mouth and I can't help but smile, of course she's an amazing cook too! This girl is perfect!
"What do you think?"
"It's amazing! What is it exactly?" I ask.
She gives me a quick smile. "It's this traditional Spanish dish my abuela taught me how to make, before she kicked me out of her life of course."
I can hear the anger and slight sadness in her voice. I wrap my arms around her and pull her face to look at me in the eyes.
"Hey, it's her loss and my gain" I say. "If she hadn't reacted that way you wouldn't be the strong confident, beautiful, successful, intelligent, funny, sweet woman you are now."
I can see the tear fall down her cheek. I reach up and gently wipe it away with my thumb. She pulls me in for a kiss, and in that moment I know that I am in love with Santana Lopez.