a/n - Now that we've had our time at being depressed at Glee, just remember, Brittana IS endgame and that Brittany only did that so that Santana wouldn't stay in Lima for her. Besides, ever since she's been with Guppy Lips, she doesn't seem as happy, just smarter. She looks totally different and I don't think she really loves Sam. The look on her face is totally diff between Sam and Santana! True love always wins! Now we have to get Ryan on board and hope that he's not trolling and stringing us along. Remember, all season long he's said Brittana will get back together and to trust him...he is making it awful tough to do that. But I'm going to try!
a/n 2 - OMG! All the new views, reviews, faves and alerts...you are so frikkin awesome. It seriously makes me feel good and gives me more inspiration to try and update faster. Let's hope FF doesn't crash again and you can actually read this when I post it! All mistakes are mine, as I still don't have a beta, but thank you so much for all the reviews.
a/n 3 - Thanks Lyleerose for all the help. You are truly the BEST! Love you! Hope the smut is up to par!
Part 9
Brittany POV
The elevator made a sudden jerk, then I could feel we were on the move again. Finally the doors opened on my floor. Santana put her hand out for mine. Instictively, I reached up and took her outstretched hand. She smiled at me and pulled me out of the elevator towards my office. I grabbed my bag and then Santana's hand again as we headed out of the door back down the end of the hallway to the dreaded elevator!
"I so don't want to get into that thing right now!" I said snidely.
"We could always take the stairs, you know." the brunette suggested with a cheeky grin.
"Maybe if we were only on the 3rd or 4th floor, but not the 8th. I'll just suck it up again, I guess. Hopefully the tech waited for us and we won't be on the thing alone." I quietly stated looking at my feet again.
"Oh, not that I didn't want to be alone with you, I just didn't want the thing to break again and get stuck for another six hours, well, I did like spending the time with you just not in a metal floating box. God! I just can't say anything right tonight." I cursed inwardly towards myself.
"It's okay, I get it. I know what you're saying. I like spending time with you too. Now maybe if we get going, we could possibly spend some time together outside of work, yeah?" Santana hinted and nodded her head back towards the elevator.
Luckily for us, the tech did wait by the elevator for us to retrieve my bag and come back. Thank God some things are actually going my way for a change on this Thursday of hell. Now, hopefully, the rest of the evening will go well for our impromptu date tonight.
I decided to followed Santana to her house in my own car. I felt a little strange waiting in my car while she went into the grocery store to get whatever it was she needed, but I still didn't feel like being around any type of crowd . I cracked my window, hooked my iPhone into to the aux port in my car to listen to my play lists, closed my eyes and leaned back in my seat. I needed to calm down and try to relax. I had been wishing for this day for so long and now, it's two days earlier than planned. I smiled and chuckled at the events that led to our dinner this evening. I would definitely go to sleep smiling tonight.
Tap - Tap - Tap
I was jolted out of my thoughts my a slight rapping on my window. I immediately took the earphones from my ears, squinted and opened my eyes to see the most beautiful smile and dark brown eyes looking right at me.
"Sorry, didn't mean to startle ya', but we can head to my place now if you want." she smiled.
"Er, yeah, sorry about that. I didn't know how long you'd be soooo…" as I let the rest of my thought and sentence hang.
Santana smiled and told me to follow her, that her house wasn't far from here. After about a 10 minute drive we pulled into a nicely landscaped gated community. I have to say I was a bit impressed. What kind of job did Santana have that she could afford to live in such a beautiful and expensive place. I guess if I would have taken notice to the SUV she was driving more carefully, I might have realized she had a job that paid her pretty well. I never even once looked on the marquis at the elevators at work to see what all was on the 9th floor. I guess I should pay more attention to some of the smaller things and I'll actually learn some stuff about people.
As we continued to follow the road, I took notice of all the gorgeous homes I was passing. After about another 5 minutes of driving through this development, we pulled into a large 6 car driveway that led to a 3 car garage apart from the house. Then a short breezeway that led to a large modern 2 story home. The house was Colonial Yellow with Slate Blue shutters and some brickwork up front on the lower level of the house. To the right of the driveway was a flagstone sidewalk that led to a covered front porch that went across the entire front of the house. This house was amazing. The landscaping was impeccable and a small birdbath fountain in the front just accentuated everything. Definitely not what I had expected from my Latin beauty. But then again, it is beautiful, just like she is.
"WOW! This is gorgeous San! I would never have thought that you would live in a place like this. But then again, I guess I should stop assuming things and pay attention." I said slightly embarrassed.
"Thanks. It's actually my parents house. Well, it is mine now, I inherited it from them when they passed away." She said softly and with a hint of sadness towards the end of her sentence.
"Oh, I'm so sorry." I offered. "Do you mind me asking what happened?" I asked warily.
"Thanks. They were involved in car accident when a drunk driver ran through a red light. The police and the EMT's all said that the impact was so severe, that everyone involved died instantly. So I guess I should be thankful that no one suffered." she explained.
"That was almost 8 years ago. Right after my HS graduation and I had just move to New York to go to college. I still miss them, but I know they would be proud of me." she said sadly.
"Wow, so young to lose parents. Wait!….you went to college in New York? Where did you go? Where did you live? I can't believe we didn't run into each other!" "Okay, maybe I can. New York is a pretty big place and unless you lived…sorry, rambling again aren't I?" I giggled and stopped talking, my mind spinning like crazy, as Santana chuckled at my frequent rambling.
"I actually went to NYU Tisch School of Music. I have a Bachelors and Masters degree in Audio Programming and Technology. Basically, I produce, program and edit music from a various array of artists and productions here on the East Coast. I am doing what I love, so the rewards are just icing on my cake. Plus the pay isn't too bad." she laughed at her own comment.
"I'm impressed to say the least." I gawked.
"What do you do down there on the 8th floor?" she asked as she started to prepare dinner.
"Well…." I started.
"Would like something to drink? Sorry, go ahead." she interrupted.
"Yes please, same as you is fine." I answered as I noticed her starting to pour herself a glass of wine and pulling another wine glass from the cabinet to fill for me.
"Well, as I was saying…I have a Bachelor's in Graphic Arts and Design with a minor in Dance Performance and Choreography."
"That's a diverse range of education. I'm surprised that we didn't run into each other in the Liberal Arts buildings. You can't be that much younger or older than me."
"We might have, but I'm sure I'd remember a face like yours." I blushed as the words came spurting out of my mouth. "I'm 26 by the way, I just had a birthday a few days ago."
"Well then, Happy Belated Birthday. I just turned 26 myself about month ago as well.
What a small world." she smiled as she continued to make dinner.
"Awesome! Happy Belated Birthday back at ya'." I said back to the brunette.
We sat at the table and ate one of the best Mexican meals I think I've ever eaten. And that includes some of the restaurants I've been to with Kurt. We had conversation that was so easy, like we'd known each other forever.
"Dinner was great!" I said to Santana.
"Would you like some dessert?" she asked.
"Maybe later. I'm actually so full right now, I might just have to waddle out of my chair." I giggled.
"Well, I suggest then I start up the fireplace and we can listen to some easy music, or just talk or watch a movie. Whatever you want. Tonight is about you and relaxing." She said, adjusting the logs in the fireplace.
"I don't know. How about we throw in a DVD and talk. If that's ok with you. Something funny or action. No horror please, I'll have nightmares for days." I suggested bashfully.
"Sounds great. I'm' just glad that you're here. Do you mind if I go change into some other more comfortable clothes? I'd really like to get out of this dress. Would you like to change? I'm sure I have something that would fit. Granted, just a bit short, because of those damn long-ass legs of yours." Santana smirked and giggled before heading down the hallway after I nodded yes to accept to her offer.
After a few minutes, Santana came down the hall in what looked like some comfy sweats and a form fitting short sleeved stretchy shirt. Definitely form fitting, yay!
"Here, I think these will work for you. The Bathroom is the second door on the right." she said handing be a bundle of folded sweats and t-shirt.
As I was changing, I was thinking to myself…..Now what?! I pulled the shirt over my head, and as I did, I got a sweet smell of Santana filling my senses. I stood there and inhaled a few more times before I finally realized I felt almost creepy. I gathered myself, started changing and began thinking of my surroundings. Soft music, fireplace, her clothes, DVD and maybe some cuddles. Mmmm, I love smelling like her. I'm so hooked! Damn that Kurt! Okay, time to get out of this bathroom. I'm so flippin' nervous. I wonder if she realizes exactly what she does to me.
Next thing I knew, I felt two slender arms wrapping themselves around my waist. My naked waist. I hadn't quite finished changing, meaning that while I was losing myself in Santana's scent, I had neglected to put on some pant. Yep, just standing here in her shirt and panties. Yet, for some strange reason, I felt comfortable. Standing there with her arms around me from behind, her lips brushing the back of my neck and below my ear. Comfortable and exhilarating.
"San..." I whimpered as she kept peppering my neck, ear and cheeks with kisses.
"Britt...I'm sorry. But I just can't seem to help myself. Now that I've had a small taste of you, I want all of you. Do you want me to stop." she asked, a scared look on her face that I might actually say no.
"No..please. Don't stop. I want to I do. Just...it's just...well, it's been so long, I don't know how good I'd be." I was embarrassed at my admittance.
"We can go slow. Trust me, I don't want to rush into anything, but I know how I feel and that I want you. I want you so bad. Just do what you feel. That's what I'm doing right now. And you feel good." she said as I looked into her eyes. Searching for any sign of hesitation. When I saw none, our foreheads met as we smiled softly to each other.
"Kiss me. Kiss me everywhere, please." I begged.
"As you wish, my beautiful princess." she answered, as she started to turn me around and slowly pressed her soft plump lips into mine.
"Uhmmm, San, what about dessert? You haven't started yet, right?" I asked, slapping my self after realizing I said that out loud.
"Dessert can wait, I want you to work off your appetite from dinner. Okay with you." she asked with a smirk and another passionate kiss.
"Mmmmm, most definitely." I hummed back my agreement.
I found my confidence at that point, turned around to face her and planted another passionate kiss to her lips. As soon as I opened my mouth slightly, San took that as her cue to slide her tongue into my mouth. I couldn't hold back the moan that came from my throat as our tongues continued to dance with each other. As soon as we broke for air, my beautiful brunette looked at me with such longing and love in her eyes, looked at my hands, grabbed them and begged me to follow her down the hallway towards her room.
As soon as we were in her bedroom, she turned to me, walked closer and slowly started to pull up the t-shirt she had just given me to wear. Reminiscing of our earlier encounter in the elevator, I shivered at the memory. As my shirt was pushed away from my shoulders, I felt her reach around and unclasp my bra.
"Okay so far?" she breathed into my ear after unclasping my bra and letting it slide down my arms to the floor.
"More than okay." I whispered back, my breath hitching at the thought of where we were heading.
I reciprocated her actions and started to undress her. As soon as I slid Santana's bra from her shoulders, I stepped back to marvel and the absolutely perfectly shaped breasts in front of me. When I looked up, I found myself looking into desire filled eyes. I leaned forward to capture her lips with mine. I hummed into her lips as I grazed my hands down her arms, to her hands, back around her waist, and finally, i made my way to the button of her pants. I again looked into her want filled eyes, we smiled at each other as she gave me a slight nod, indicating it was okay for me to continue. I loved the fact that she was letting me set the pace.
After getting her okay to proceed, I pulled the drawstring on her sweats and let them fall to the ground. We were standing in front of each other in just our panties. I looked at her to let her know that I was ready for anything that we were going to do that evening. I could feel my the warmth in the center of my legs get wetter and hotter just at the thought of what I wanted to happen. Santana gently pushed me backwards to where I was in a sitting position on her bed. Finishing the motion, she continued to push me softly until I was lying flat on my back on her bed. Santana looked at me hungrily as she made her way up my body, lying down on top of me. At the touch of skin on skin, breast to breast, I my breath hitched. My heart started racing as she lay on top of me. At the same time, I could feel how fast her heart was pounding as well. Santana leaned down to capture my lips with hers, making her way down my jaw line and to my neck. While kissing me, I couldn't contain the sounds that were coming from my mouth or my body. I held my hands on her waist, slowly rubbing them up and down as she continued open mouth kissing me from my neck, jaw and down to my collarbone, then making her way to my breast. With one hand kneading my breast, she took hold of my nipple with her thumb and forefinger and started to squeeze and twist to harden them. I gasped as she finally took hold of my nipple in her mouth. After she was finished toying with the one, she made her way to the other breast repeating her ministrations on it as well. The more she played, the wetter I could feel myself getting.
"San, please, I can't take anymore, I need you...God, I need you." I begged.
"What do you want baby? Tell me what you want." she asked.
"I w-w-want you. I want you to make love to me. Please San. Make love to me." I whispered and begged.
"Mmmm, just the answer I wanted." she smiled pulling me in to kiss me harder.
With Santana straddling me, I could feel how wet she was through her panties. I made me feel even that much more aroused knowing that I was making her that wet.
"Off. I want these off of you now." I demanded finding a new self confidence I didn't have before.
"Only if yours come of, too." she bargained.
I nodded my head in agreement as she took off her panties then looped her finger and thumb through mine, then pulling them down my legs. I lifted my hips to help with removing them while she finished pulling completely off. Instead of lying back on top of me, San stopped at my ankles, kissing me there, then slowly working her way up to my knees, then my thighs, then my inner thighs. As soon as she reached just inches away from my center, I gasped at the feel of her soft lips near me. I grasped the sheet with one hand and ran my fingers through Santana's hair with the other, trying extremely hard not to push her to where I wanted her mouth the most. Softly, she kissed my nub, then again, then added a little more pressure as I could feel my clit getting harder and more sensitive. When she slid her tongue through my sopping wet folds, I gasped again.
"Shit...ungh." I grunted.
"So wet, baby. All this for me?" I could see her look up as she slid her tongue up and down my folds again. So fucking hot!
"All for you and only for you." I whimpered.
That's all it took for me to pull her closer to my crotch, begging for her to continue. As she continued to flick her tongue across my engorged clit, I could feel my stomach start to wind tighter and tighter. I tried to will myself to hold onto my orgasm, but it had been practically two years, and she felt so damn good. A few licks, bites, and sucks, I could feel myself starting to let go.
"Oh God, San, I'm sooo close. Please, don't stop." I begged, bucking my hips up for more.
Without warning, she thrust two fingers deep inside me, completely filling me with her touch. I started to buck in rhythm with every thrust of her fingers inside of me, while she was flicking my clit with her tongue.
"Fuck! Santana, I'm goin...fuuuuuuckk...I'm oooooooohhh, aahhhhh" I couldn't even muster a clear thought as my orgasm ripped through me. Arching my back and bucking my hips, San grabbed ahold of me, keeping her mouth on my swollen bundle of nerves as my insides clenched around her fingers.
After she brought me back to earth from my mind blowing orgasm, she kissed her way up my abs, to my chest, gave each nipple a suck and kiss she brought her hot warm mouth to mine. Tasting myself on her lips and tongue turned me on again. I grabbed hold of her hips, flipped her over and started to work my way down as she had done to me. I couldn't wait to taste her. I could smell the scent of sex in the air and the thought of her arousal and taste overpowered any clear thought I might have had. I worked my way to her breasts, repeating the same motions to each breast and nipple until they were hard and pert. Then slowly kissed my way down to her center, not hesitating like I thought I might. As soon as I was at her mound, I looked up to find her looking right at me.
"So beautiful and hot" I heard her mumble, after locking eyes with me and letting her head fall back onto the pillows.
As soon as I kissed her clit, I could feel my resolve at going slow crumbling. Fuck it! I grabbed hold of her clit with an open mouth, sucked until I heard a deep moan coming from Santana. Then I thrust my tongue between her folds eliciting another curse and moan. I decided that I wanted to kiss her lips again, so after a few more thrusts of my tongue, I pushed one finger, then two inside of her as I made my way up her writhing body. Pressing my lips to hers, I could smell and taste the blend of our mixed juices on our mouths.
"Fuck, so good." I whispered as I started a pace as she bucked her hips in time with me.
As I was kissing her and thrusting my fingers inside of her, I pushed my clit against her thigh, causing myself to want more. No sooner had I thought that, Santana's hand made its way down to my clit and started fingering me as I kept thrusting into her wet hot walls.
"God, so close, Britt. Come with me. Please, I want us to come together...ungh..." she grunted as we continued to grind and thrust against each other.
"I'm close B...I'm soooo cloooo...ooohhh" she whined.
"I am too, alm...most...there...Oh Shit, San...I'm gonna ...I'mm aahhh!"
"Mee, tooooo...ahhhhhhh!" she said at the same time.
We came so hard together I thought that I had almost blacked out. We lay there panting and still breathing hard as I gazed through slit eyelids at our sweat glistened bodies.
"That was amazing. You are amazing Santana." I panted, still trying to catch my breath and slow my heart down.
"That was better than amazing, that was fucking mindblowing!" she said softly gazing into my eyes and then lying her head into the crook of my neck.
We lay there sweaty, room smelling of hot lady lovin with entangled limbs and absolutely content. I stayed still for a moment, letting the reality of lying here with the woman of my dreams sink in.
"Hey beautiful. You okay? I didn't rush things to fast did I?" San asked when the silence went on longer than I thought.
"Hey, sorry it took me so long to answer. l got lost in my thoughts." I smiled nervously.
"Oh really? I hope they were good thoughts." the Latina winked and smiled widely.
"Very good thoughts." I smiled sheepishly at her.
"Good. I just wanted to make sure that you were okay with everything. I really like you and I really like having you here with me. I mean, so far, today has been absolutely the best day of my life. For real. And-" I didn't let her finish her rant by pressing my lips to hers, effectively shutting her up.
"San, it's fine. Just relax. You don't have to impress me. I already really, really like you. So unless you are a secret serial duck killer and turn into one of those nasty Trolls from the movie Leprechaun, I think you're fine." I chuckled!
We lay there for awhile longer before we decided to skip the movie and just lay there in each others arms. San turned over to her phone, placed it into the charging dock and turned on Pandora to listen to some music.
"Britt, would you like to stay the night? I mean you don't have to, but, since we're already in bed, I kinda figured maybe I wouldn't want to wake up alone, and that maybe you would fe-" I pressed my finger to her lips stopping her rant to answer her question.
"I would love to stay. But, I'm not really tired yet, and I'm still trying to catch my second wind. If you feel like making love again later." I blushed.
"Okay, sorry. How about some get to know you questions before we start to fall asleep or catch our second wind? I think you wore me out for the moment, too." she giggled.
"Sounds fine. You start." I giggled.
"What is your favorite color?" San started.
"Yellow and Pink. I have a hard time choosing. But since my favorite animal is a Duck, I'll go with yellow!" I laughed.
"Well, there goes my 2nd question. Mine is Black and Red. Favorite movie?" she shot back.
"Hmmm. That's a tough one. I love anything Disney. I even know most of the words and all of the songs to them. Probably Lady and the Tramp! I just love the spaghetti thing." I shyly smiled, taking a sip of my wine.
This continues on for almost another hour. I couldn't believe how fast the night was going and how easy it was to hold a conversation with Santana. I could feel myself just being mesmerized by this woman. We decided to forego the movie and just decided to listen to the music until we were ready to go to sleep or have some sweet lady lovin again.
Then all of a sudden, Santana giggles. "What's so funny?" I asked.
"This song, it reminds me of what I did to my ex." she smirked.
I stopped talking and listened carefully to the words of the song. Carrie Underwood's "Before He Cheats." No wonder she was laughing. I giggled a bit to myself as well.
"Yeah. Not proud of the moment, but at the time, I was so fucking angry and hurt, I had to do something to get all the pent up anger released. Sooooo, I destroyed the bitch's Tahoe." she boasted.
"I'm sorry. It must have been really hard on you." I said trying to convey that I knew exactly how she felt.
"Yeah, I guess. I thought she was the one. Turned out I wasn't the only one!" she said sarcastically.
"What happened? I mean, you don't have to tell me. I just wondered, well, I don't know. But you don't have to tell me if you don't want to." I rambled. Seems to be a pattern for me when I'm nervous about something around her.
"I want to tell you. Just let me refill our glasses and I'll tell you the whole sordid story!" She smirked, getting up to