Chapter 3 :

This last week of course was one of the most horrible, Santana hates her University, the workouts were intense and girls were too superficial. They had some exams, she had to stay up late to review, she was tired, she had only wanted to sleep and for finish everyone was excited by holidays that unbearable Santana. Usually Santana loved family celebrations, her Abuela cooks divinely and she loved sing Christmas songs revisited by Uncle Juan's gyspsy guitar. But this year was different, her Abuela had rejected for having revealed his homosexuality and she refused to come to Christmas Eve this year ... A Christmas without a Abuela was spoiled, she knew she won't coming because she doesn't want to see her again, anyway she didn't want to go either, see his family happy will remind her that she was single and her love was with another…

This week was hard because she had slept with Ashley and their relationship was wasted. Ashley said she was the best shot of her life, she loved it so much that she wanted to do it again but Santana was leaked. She prefers Brittany she definitely knew it and she was trying to keep her back. So Ashley sent her a lot of texting (or sexting should I say), she watched his facebook profile, she joins the group "I slept with Santana Lopez." Even going up to tag on one of his status "Santana knows how to use his tongue and not just for clashing" so that everyone can see and partly Britt.

She quickly made her suitcase, she wanted to quit her student room ASAP! On the station platform, she said she will never return to this University! She'll find a thing to do in Lima, Spanish teacher and leader of the glee club after all Mr. Schuster and Finn did well without any skills. No, return to school and see Bram will hurt her... She had to find something better to do, find a purpose, something she really like and where she the best. Britanny wouldn't come back to her like that, not if Santana wasn't an accomplished young woman. After all, if Santana had dropped her it was only because she wandered and she became a wreck ... But the thing is Santana without her Brittany was nothing ... "Anyway, the only area where I am THE best is singing ... except sex of course" If Porcelain and Berry shone in New York, why not it? With the money of her mother that she gave to her for graduations will pay her ticket and she'll invade their loft. They'll accept her because we are a family ... (Huh?) Brittany always said that !

This Christmas Eve was sullen, Santana was boring and her family did everything for making her feel better. They saw she didn't smile, she didn't want to sing, she was there ... In fact, she hesitated to send a text to Brittany to tell her she is here but since the video Santana didn't call her back. No text, no one not even a poke on facebook... nothing, she had too much shame. If she really loved Britt why she slept with another girl. It wasn't a girl met in a bar, in a pinch it would be excusable, but it was with those who had guided her in this huge university, one she had laugh during trainings, one she had confided about Britt... a good friend.

The morning after Santana woke up with a smile, she had the idea of the century. She prepared in an hour and took the mother key's car and slammed the door

"Santanaaaaa! Don't you open your presents? Are you staying for lunch? Yelled her mother through the window.

Mamacita, I'm invited! "She said before opening the door and going quickly.

Santana arrived in Brittany's garden, Marine tell her that her parents aren't for Christmas and Brittany is here preparing a Christmas dinner for the glee. And the big mouth of Sam, was in the other side of the country with her grandparents.

When Brittany opened the door, Santana was surprise by Brittany's Christmas hat, she watched from head to foot. Her Louboutin, golden legs and golden skin, his long black trench coat, silky brown hair that slid perfectly down her thin shoulders, her luscious lips adorned with a matte lipstick. She opened her mouth as if to say something but she was mesmerized by the deep look that Santana gave him:

"Merry Christmas Brittany ..." Santana finally said opening his trench letting appear the sumptuous body in a red mini Christmas skirt and his lovely black bra in silk.

Brittany was hard to swallow, she didn't see it coming when Santana threw wildly on three meter plating on the couch and kiss her neck everywhere. She remained stoic in the soft kisses Santana.

"It was a bad idea ... Santana said breaking away. She took off her hat and picked up his trench.

San I don't undestand, you didn't respond to my video and you are coming as a flower ... What are you doing?

-I just wanted to wish you a Merry Christmas ... This year isn't the same without you, I miss you very much and all I want for Christmas is this. "

Santana slowly walked by swinging her hips to the blonde who collapsed on the couch:

"I don't want a lot for Christmas…

There is just one thing I need

I don't care about the presents

Underneath the Christmas tree

I just want you for my own

More than you could ever know

Make my wish come true

All I want for Christmas is...you…"

She kissed her gently, Brittany gave her access to her tongue and the kiss was passionate. Santana felt her fingers were burning him in contact with the skin of the beautiful blonde. She took off her cherrios's top and looked straight into her eyes, Brittany smiled, her breathing was jerky. Santana kissed languidly her skin the erogenous zones of her neck, a few bites and languages to mark his prey. Brittany's heart beat hard, she was excited and she knew how to do to get her to the ultimate orgasm. Brittany sat on the edge of the couch to stick to Santana seeking more. Her lover grabbed her hips and carried to the other side, on the edge of the folder. The brown skirt brought down Brittany along her slender legs and she spread his legs to be closer to her intimate with her pelvis. Drew a wet line from her lips to her navel, Brittany threw her head back and had trouble breathing. Santana loved Brittany see in this state, when beads of sweat stood out on her forehead, her cheeks reddened and she began to lose ground. It excited her. She gently stroked her wet privacy and Brittany was begging to go. Santana smiled and kissed her lip to divert her intention and surprise by slipping a finger. Brittany let appear a little cry, she fiddled with Santana's breasts and she bit her lower tongue, she went slowly to reach the bustling intimacy of her partner. When she entered into Santana groaned and outbid she put a second finger, which surprised Brittany so she launched a high-pitched cry. Her heartbeat quickened, she was exhausted, she stuck to more Santana and was kicking basin to intensify pleasure. Santana also received landfills, chills ran through his whole body, the more it looked from Brittany, the more pleasure accentuated. They came together in a surge of rage.

Santana wiped her sweaty forehead of the woman in her life and kissed her softly. They settled on the couch to fall asleep together. Next to Brittany Santana felt good, no stress, no guilt, she could finally sleep peacefully.