Author's Note: Hey guys! So, I apologize for the long wait. I've just moved house so I didn't have access to a computer. Thanks to those of you who left a review, followed or made this story one of your favorites. It means a lot. This chapter is continuing from the last one.
Enjoy!
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Chapter Seven
The car had been pulled over and Brittany's seat had been pushed back. Santana was lying on top of an already naked Brittany, their lips meshed together. The blonde's hands slowly started moving down her thong. As soon as it was of, Santana pulled away and reached into her purse, pulling out a condom.
"Baby, can we talk for a second before we do this?" Santana asked in between heavy breaths. Brittany nodded as her chest heaved, "Okay, so I went to the pharmacy today to get birth control pills and we have to wait two weeks before we can have unprotected sex again. I've never taken the pill before so my body has to adjust to it. Is it okay if we use a condom for a while?"
"Sweetie, of course it's okay." Brittany answered with a smile, "Look, I waited 23 years to lose my virginity. I think I'll be able to use a condom for a few weeks." Santana chuckled and leaned in, pressing her lips to Brittany's. As she pulled away, she handed Brittany the condom she'd taken out of her purse. Brittany took the condom out of the wrapper and slid it onto her dick. Santana threw the wrapper into the back seat of her car and lifted her hips before lowering them again as Brittany slid into her. She let out a breath and slowly started moving her hips up and down. Santana let out soft moans as Brittany started moving her hips up while she moved down.
"God, you feel good, B." Santana moaned, bringing a smile to Brittany's face. Santana closed her eyes and bit her lip as Brittany moved her hips faster. The latina's mouth fell open as Brittany thrust upward really hard and hit that special spot, "Aah, fuck!"
"You're so tight, San." Brittany moaned as she moved her hands around and gently squeezed the latina's ass.
"Oh, Britt." Santana moaned softly. Santana leaned forward and nuzzled her head in Brittany's neck. Brittany's arms encircled Santana's waist and pulled her closer as she slowed her thrusts but hardened them as well. She made sure to hit that special spot inside Santana with almost every slow, meaningful thrust. The latina was whimpering and moaning into her neck as she placed gentle kisses to a tan shoulder.
Brittany felt her heart pounding wildly in her chest as she realized the closeness of herself and the latina. She felt herself getting close to climax and became embarrassed at how soon she became close. She let out a soft whimper and pressed her lips to Santana's shoulder as she started thrusting slightly faster.
"God, Brittany!" Santana moaned loudly after a gasp. Brittany furrowed her eyebrows and tried so hard to figure out what the newfound feeling was in her heart. Every time the latina moans her heart jumps, every time the latina kisses her, it beats faster than she could ever imagine. Even when the latina smiles or laughs, she finds herself wanting to see that smile and hear that laugh forever. Whenever she was with Santana she had butterflies in her stomach and she got a fuzzy feeling all over her body. When she was with Santana this way, when they made love, the feelings were overwhelming. And even though they'd only been sleeping together for a day, she felt as though they'd been doing it their entire lives.
The blonde had never felt this way before and what she didn't know was that the latina was experiencing the same feelings. As Brittany reached her climax, Santana reached hers too. They came together with soft moans and heavy breaths. Their bodies shook violently and Brittany gripped onto the latina, pulling her impossibly closer as they rode out their orgasms. She moved her head to the side and buried her nose in the latina's dark, raven hair. Santana's body stopped shaking and she sighed, relaxing her body completely on top of Brittany's. The smell of the latina's hair relaxed Brittany and she let out a breath she didn't know she'd been holding. Brittany felt gentle kisses being pressed to her shoulder.
"...Do you like salsa dancing?" Santana asked after a while of silence. Brittany chuckled and bit her lip.
"Love it." She answered, loosening her grip around Santana's waist.
"Good. 'Cause that's the only dancing I know how to do." Santana said, moving back and looking into Brittany's eyes before leaning in and gently pecking her lips, "Put your clothes on, gorgeous, let's get going."
"Okay, let me just take this condom off." Brittany said as Santana slowly lifted her hips. Brittany's soft member slid out of the latina who was sliding her thong back up her legs. Brittany took off the condom and cleaned herself up with some tissues she'd had in her purse. Santana was now back in her dress and heels and her hair was perfect again. She smiled gently as she watched Brittany struggle into her briefs, "If I had known we were going dancing, I totally would've worn a dress."
"Really?" Santana asked with a wiggle of her eyebrows.
"Uh... Yeah! It's sexy." Brittany said, "Good thing you're wearing a dress."
"Did you just call me sexy?" Santana asked as Brittany put on her skinny jeans and her shirt. She started the car while Brittany put on her heels.
"I believe I did." Brittany said with a cheeky smile before leaning over the center console and gently kissing Santana's cheek, "Come on, sexy, drive!"
Santana laughed and pulled back onto the road.
"You know, I've never said this before in my life but sex with you is like eating a chocolate twizzler everyday." Santana said, "Delicious."
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As the two girls walked into the club, salsa music was playing loudly and couples were all over the dance floor, some dancing like they were professionals and others dancing terribly but giggling like teenagers and some were teenagers.
"I love this song. Come on, let's dance!" Said Brittany, pulling on Santana's hand and leading her to the dance floor. As soon as they were on the dance floor, Brittany grabbed Santana's hips and pulled the latina toward her. She started to move her hips in a sexy rhythm and watched as Santana did too. The two girls had so much fun as they salsa danced all around the dance floor. Santana giggled as Brittany twirled her around before pulling her in and dipping her.
They danced and danced and danced until they couldn't dance anymore. They left the club around 11 PM and made their way back to Santana's place for dinner.
"I had so much fun tonight, San. I didn't know you could dance like that." Brittany said as she sat down at the island in Santana's kitchen.
"Me? I didn't know you could dance like that! You were amazing! You're like a dancing machine!" Santana said, smiling as she took out stuff for dinner, "Okay, now for the second part of our date... Well, third part if the sex scene in my car counts. Tonight, for dinner, we are having Spaghetti ala... Me."
"Oh, my god, I love spaghetti." Brittany said, smiling as she leaned over the counter and captured Santana's lips with her own.
"Well, good because... That's what we're having. And I'm pretty sure I already said that." Santana said smiling as Brittany chuckled.
"Yeah, you did." Brittany said, "Do you have wine?"
"Yeah. In the cupboard there's red wine and there's white in the fridge." Santana said. Brittany opened the cupboard and got out a bottle of Lambrusco and two glasses. She opened the bottle and poured some of the wine into both glasses. She put the bottle on the counter and handed Santana a glass, "Thanks sweetie."
"Mhmm," Brittany hummed before pressing a kiss to Santana's cheek, "Can we watch a movie?"
"Sure. Anything you want." Santana answered, pecking the blondes lip before watching as Brittany made her way to the living room.
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Santana was almost done with the cooking when she felt strong arms encircling her waist and gentle lips pressed against her shoulder.
"It smells really good." Brittany said.
"Mm," Santana hummed, "Thanks, baby. But, just because it smells good, doesn't mean it tastes good."
"I'm sure it will." Brittany said, pressing wet kisses to Santana's shoulder.
"Aw, and even if it doesn't? Will you pretend that it does?" Santana asked.
"Nope. I'm a very honest person, San. If it tastes awful, I won't finish." Brittany said, "And I'll let you know that I think you're a shit cook. But, that's probably not gonna happen."
"I love how honest you are." Santana said after a moment of silence while Brittany held her. Brittany smiled and closed her eyes, "But, I don't love how honest Quinn is."
"What do you mean?" Brittany asked, opening her eyes and looking at the side of Santana's face. Santana sighed and turned around in Brittany's arms.
"Well, um, before we even became official... Uh, Quinn came by the theater and told me she'd just seen you. She also told me that when she got to your place you were still sleeping..."
"Oh, my god." Brittany said, realizing where this was going, "She told you about my-"
"Erection? Yeah... And that you came while saying my name." Santana said. Brittany closed her eyes and breathed in deeply before letting out the breath she'd just taken in and opening her eyes.
"Fuck." Brittany said with anger bubbling inside of her.
"Baby, it's okay. It really didn't bother me." Santana said softly.
"That doesn't matter. It's the fact that she told you my personal business without telling me." Brittany said, trying to keep her anger under control. Santana furrowed her eyebrows.
"Sweetie, I know. But, if it helps, I have sex dreams about you too." Santana said. Brittany sighed and smiled slightly.
"It helps a little. But Quinn's one of my best friends. I can't believe she told you that." Brittany said in disbelief.
"I'm sorry, baby." Santana said, running her hands up and down Brittany's arms.
"It's okay. I'll talk to her tomorrow." Brittany said as the microwave timer went off.
"Dinner's ready."
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When Brittany woke up, she turned her head to look at the sleeping latina lying next to her. She checked the time and sighed. 9 AM. She had to be at work in an hour. She carefully got out of Santana's bed and found her clothes. She got dressed and held her heels in her hands as she gently pressed a kiss to Santana's forehead. She frantically wrote a note and put it on the fridge for Santana before leaving. She called a cab and made her way home. 9:30 AM. Half an hour to get ready. She sighed and took a quick shower before getting dressed and making her way into her car after feeding Lord Tubbington. 9:50 AM. Perfect.
She took out her phone as she drove and dialed Tina's number. There were two rings before she picked up.
"Hello?"
"Hey, T. Um, is it okay if I come in a little late today? When's my first appointment?" Brittany asked.
"10:30." Tina said.
"Perfect, I'll get there at 10:20. I just have to take care of something." Brittany said.
"Sure, no problem, Britt. See you later." Tina said in her chirpy voice.
"Yup. Bye, bye." Brittany said before hanging up. She put her phone in her purse and made a left for the house of a certain blonde that she needed to have words with.
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"Quinn! Open this door right fucking now!" Brittany yelled as she banged on the door of Quinn and Rachel's house. A few seconds later, a very tired looking Quinn opened the door.
"What?!" Quinn asked harshly, "What did I do to you that was so bad that made you come over here at 10 AM and bang on my door?!"
"You told Santana my personal business without my permission and you had no right to do that!" Brittany snapped and watched as the shorter blondes eyes widened.
"What? That's insane! I would never do that!" Quinn said in a high pitched voice.
"Okay, so you tell my girlfriend about my personal shit and then you lie to my face about it?!" Brittany said in a loud voice before bringing up her hand and slapping Quinn through the face. Something she's never done before. And would never think about doing. But somehow, she doesn't regret it, "Well, fuck you, Quinn." She said firmly before walking back to her car, getting in and driving away, leaving an extremely shocked Quinn standing in her doorway, gobsmacked.
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Brittany parked outside the tattoo parlor at exactly 21 past ten and walked inside after locking her car. She sat at her station and got everything ready that she needed for the day. Her phone buzzed in her bag and she took it out, a smile forming on her face and the anger floating away.
From Sanny Bear: Thank you for last night, sweetheart. I had an awesome time. I got your note. I can't tonight, I have to be at the theater but I'll definitely see you tomorrow ;) have a good day at work. Xxx
Brittany couldn't help the giant smile that was spread across her face.
To Sanny Bear: Perfect, baby. You have a good day too... Xxx
Brittany sent the text and leaned back in her chair, sighing.
"B, your first customer's here." Tina said. Brittany nodded and stood up.
"Hi, I'm Brittany, what can I do for you?" She asked, going over to the counter, leaning against it, looking at a blonde guy with big lips who she was sure she'd seen in the park with Santana before.
"I'm Sam. I just want a music note with like a ribbon kind of wrapped around it and I want an inscription on the ribbon that says, like: 'Music', you know?" The blonde guy, Sam, said. Brittany chuckled at his words and nodded.
"Sure. Come over this way." She said, leading him to her station, "Do you want color or black and white?"
"Black and white." Sam said, "Is it true that you do all of your tattoos free-hand?"
"Yup, I work better that way. But, don't worry, you can trust me." Brittany said. Sam chuckled and sat down, "Where do you want it?"
"On my shoulder." Sam said, taking off his shirt. Brittany got everything ready and started with the music note.
"So, why are you getting this tattoo?" Brittany asked.
"Well, I've always wanted to do like, music and shit. And my one friend, she's like, my best friend, she's a writer and a director but she sings real well too and she's like, put me in one of her shows and I'm like, getting it for her." Sam said. Brittany was pretty sure that by the amount of times he said the word 'like', he was either high or really, really drunk.
"Is her name Santana?" Brittany asked. Sam's eyes widened and he looked at her.
"Yeah, how'd you know?" He asked.
"She's my girlfriend." Brittany said.
"Oh, really? Wow, she was mine too." Sam said, causing Brittany's eyes to shoot up. She knew this feeling. She was jealous. Santana dated her best friend. But, she lost her virginity to Santana... She wins, "I actually lost my virginity to her." Shit, "She lost hers to me too." Double shit. Fuck. Pussy.
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Author's Note: Hope you enjoyed :) will try my very best to update as soon as possible. What did you think about how Brittany handled Quinn? Was it too aggressive or did Quinn have it coming? Tell me what you thought!