"Stop hugging all the damn covers!"
"I'm not, that's you, you cold hearted bitch." The woman said snatching the covers back in her side.
Quinn looked back at the younger girl before shoving her ass out of her bed and onto the floor landing with a loud thump.
"Damn woman I could stay at home if I wanted this shit." Bree gritted through her teeth while sitting up on her knees.
Yeah right Quinn knows all of her business and if the tattooed woman was seeing someone she wouldn't have been over her house in thirty minutes wearing blue Nike's shorts and a grey tank top.
"Brianna Erinn Westbrooks I will fight you!" Quinn said rolling out of bed to help up her best friend.
Bree looks up at Quinn before slapping her hand away. Naw she could have stayed at home or called one of her special friend to get her dick wet. But no Quinn wanted to talk and cuddle and she came over like she always does. Or she could have called her boyfriend Puck. Where the hell is Rachel at when you need her?
"Bree I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to push you that hard." Quinn said through her giggle as she moves back into bed and behind Bree to cuddle her backside. She didn't know Bree was gonna fall on the floor.
If someone was looking in on the outside you would think Bree and Quinn are a thing, but no they not. When Quinn was still pregnant with Zachary the blonde still filed for divorce from Santana. Technically the two of them been separated for two years but Santana didn't move out till Zachary was old enough.
"Stay on your side." Bree says as she rolls over to the other side of the king size bed trying to get away from Quinn.
Even through Bree was friends with Santana first Quinn could trust the light skin girl with her secrets more than Brittany, Santana and Brittany act like twins. After the room was silence for awhile Bree rolled over and put her arms around the blonde before taking a deep breath.
"What San did this time?" Bree ask as she pulls Quinn closer to her body getting cozy.
Rolling over face to face Quinn faced Bree. Quinn didn't know what to think anymore; one on hand she has this amazing guy Puck who she really loves spending time with but what if Santana said was true? What if Santana was being serious about them getting back together and starting all over again.
"Santana kissed me."
"What?! When? How did it feel? Are you guys getting back together?" Bree asked getting excited as she sat up against the headboard and looks down at Quinn.
She low key was hoping Quinn and Santana would get back together even though when they do the midnight sleepover would have to stop; or at less Santana would like a threesome. Not that she ever made a move on Quinn; the blonde was pretty cute in her eyes but she was or is Santana's girl and bro's before hoe's rules applied here. Not that she just compared Quinn to a whore like her buddy G-Eazy said one girl is worth more than twenty ho's.
"Yeah yesterday after the game," Quinn finally answer as she sat up at well. "You know I still love San but I'm not gonna tell her but I have Puck who is sweet and kind and could fuck me into a coma if he wanted to but I can't just break up with him just to give her another chance." Quinn explains as she was shaking her head.
She can't make the same mistake twice giving Santana her heart again just so she can break it. Yesterday when Santana catch her off guard with that kiss she felt like she's was back in high school again, she even had butterflies in her stomach.
"Look Q I love you and all but I can't help you make a decision on who you love, you just have to follow your heart and let the past be the past." Bree says she stares into Quinn's hazel green eyes letting her know she's telling the truth.
After saying goodnight Bree pulls Quinn into her side letting the blonde cuddling her while letting her lay her head on her chest.
Seriously what are we here?" The dark hair girl asked while being dragged by Quinn.
Quinn started smirking as she looks back over her shoulder to the older woman who she was pulling. Their current was at Quinn's dance studio Quinn was wearing a black long coat; underneath she had red lingerie and high heels.
She set up in studio 7 in the back Quinn had her dance partner Brittany set up the room for her. There in the middle of the room was a black metal chair in the center of the room and a desk to the side.
"Lucy Q come on what are we doing here for real? You're not planning on killing me are you?" She asked looking confused as they enter the room.
Quinn didn't say a word as she was still sporting that same smirk on her face as she pushes Santana down in the chair while straddling the Latina.
"Be honest with me baby when was the last time you had sex?" Quinn asked in a sexy seductive voice as she nibbles on Santana's earlope.
Santana felt Quinn pulls off her Famous snap back hat before grabbing her hands and tying them up with a tie.
"I'm waiting." Quinn said in a song voice type as she cups Santana through her black jeans feeling her member coming to life.
"Two years ago on your birthday." Santana answer above a whisper.
Quinn barely heard her but she wanted to have some fun.
"I'm sorry San I didn't hear you." She said grinding her hips into Santana." Speak a little louder baby." She said against her lips as her lips traces Santana's bottom lips.
Santana felt in embarrassed she actually didn't slept with no one else after Quinn's 30th birthday and that was a year after Zachary was born.
"Two years ago!''
Quinn was happy with Santana answer even though she been seeing someone else for over a year but she doubts that true or not.
"Baby just sit back and relax mama got you." Quinn said as she places a soft but gently kiss to Santana's lips.
Walking over to the sound system in the room with a little extra swag in her hips Quinn press play before dimming the lights down low.
Reminiscing
Touching all the places that your lips were kissing
From the bedroom to the hallway, in the kitchen
Where our fantasies came true
Well, it's been a minute
I went in the studio when you were busy
The tabs on my search bar were so explicit
But I only wanna come for you
I went in the studio when you were busy
The tabs on my search bar were so explicit
But I only wanna come for you
Santana was lost for words; Quinn was literally teasing her as she was touching herself in front of her. After the song had started Quinn lost the coat as she started feeling herself. She was getting the reaction she wanted from the Latina.
Remember when
You used to call me Wonder Woman?
When I gave you good love
I guess that's still true
Because I wonder
I wonder, I wonder, I do
I catch myself thinking 'bout you
And I wonder if you think about me too
Because I wonder
(I wonder, I wonder)
Quinn started getting wet just by looking at the Latina struggling trying to break loose so she could touch her.
Was it magic?
Was the energy between us always making static?
And everytime I threw it back boy you'd be there to catch it
Saying nothing else can beat this view
Ooh, don't you miss the way it feels to lose yourself in me?
Drowning in each other's oceans
Nothing tastes as sweet, it's true
I only wanna come for you
Santana couldn't believe over the years Quinn's body still looks the same back from high school as she watches her did a body roll before straddling her lap again; feeling Standley in between her legs.
Remember when
You used to call me Wonder Woman?
When I gave you good love
I guess that's still true, you know that's still true
Because I wonder
I wonder, I wonder, I do
I catch myself thinking 'bout you
And I wonder if you think about me too
Because I wonder
(I wonder, I wonder)
"Are you trying to kill me?" Santana asked while Quinn was basic dry humping.
"That depends are you gonna fuck me with it?" Quinn asked rotating her hips as she trails kisses down from Santana's jaw line to her neck.
Finally untying the tie from Santana's hand Quinn let out a loud squeal when the Latina caught her by surprise by wrapping her legs around her waist and carrying her to the desk.
"You know I always had a fantasy about you fucking me on a desk." Quinn breath out against the Latina's lips.
Quinn's hands were roaming underneath Santana's red v-neck shirt as the Latina was pleasantly placing kisses down on the blonde underneath her between her breasts back up to lips and down her flat abs. Santana didn't know where to start or stop as she was feeling alive like this was all a dream.
"Tell daddy you want you." Santana said looking up with hooded eyes as Quinn look down at her with nothing but lustful eyes.
I don't wanna think about what you doing with the next chick (no, no)
All I wanna think about is you staying as my (hey)
Got me restless, hella hectic
When I reminisce I'm still loving it
It was like that chronic, bionic, just awesome, love that shit
You know I really miss your body
And you know I really miss your body
Ain't nobody got it like you got it
You got it, you got it good, boy
Drinks on me stop pulling me under
Baby, do you think about me still? 'Cause I wonder
"I want you to fuck me daddy." Quinn answer/ ask in a sluty voice as Santana ripped off her bra.
Because I wonder
I wonder, I wonder, I do
I catch myself thinking 'bout you
And I wonder if you think about me too (oh yeah, yeah)
Because I wonder (ooh, ooh)
By the end of the song Quinn had finally got Santana undressed and back on top of her. Santana didn't waste any more time and pushed her painfully cock in between Quinn's wet folds.
"Oh my gooodddd!" Quinn screamed as her nails dig into back of Santana's back.
Quinn thought Santana was gonna start off with slow and stredy pace but she didn't; her pussy missed Santana's little friend Stanley. Hearing Quinn moaning was like music to Santana's ears as she was hitting her spot over and over again without missing a step.
"Say my name." Santana said stopping with the tip of her penis at Quinn's entrance.
Looking up Quinn knew what Santana was talking about; she was ready to exploded and she knew Santana knows it too.
"Santana." She moans out loud.
Shaking her head no Santana shoves all of her 10 inch penis back inside of her before pulling back out.
"Fuck!" Quinn cursed as Santana did it again. She knew Santana wanted her to call her daddy again be coming but she wasn't ready yet.
"Say my name." Santana asked again as she still playing around with her.
"Shit! Lucy stop sleep fucking me!" Bree said pushing the blonde off of her.
Quinn sat up in embarrassment as she literally was dry humping her best friend in her sleep. The shit Santana has her doing in her sleep.
"Bree I'm so sorry I I I di-didn't know what was happening." Quinn stuttered out as she felt her booty shorts soaked and Bree was sporting a half hard on.
"I'm sleeping on the couch." Bree said as she smacked Quinn with one of the pillow from off of the bed. "This is a fucked up marriage, someone needs to get laid and it's damn sure ain't me." She said to her thinking Quinn didn't hear her.
"I heard that and don't act like you didn't like it!" Quinn yelled at her while throwing a pillow at her.
Getting up and changing her panties and booty shorts Quinn opened her bedside draw and pulled out an old picture of them. Santana had her arms wrapped around Quinn's waist while holding a six months old baby Zachary while Christian had his head leaning on Santana arm almost like in an headlock. It was a weird picture Emily took of them at Christmas time but if she could she would start all over.