The Lopez house in Long Beach was much bigger and more extravagant than their house back in Lima. It was a beautiful modern looking house on the boardwalk with the beach as the backyard. When they arrived at the house Quinn was in awe of the building before her, three stories high, floor to ceiling windows, and lots of greenery that was well kept in the front yard. The first thing they did was drag their luggage upstairs to Santana's room which took up the entire top floor. It was a huge bedroom with a gigantic walk-in closet and an en-suite bathroom, and it had gorgeous views of the neighborhood and the ocean. They dropped their suitcase and backpacks on the floor and then Santana took Quinn on a tour of the house. The second floor was her parent's room, a spare bedroom and a bathroom.
"My parents gave me the master because this is gonna be my house one day and they figured i should get used to it." Santana bragged as she led her blonde companion down to the bottom floor. The first story was the biggest. It had the foyer, a large living room, a dining room, kitchen, powder room, laundry room and the garage. Everything in the house felt and looked expensive. The last thing to explore was the backyard. They opened the tall sliding glass doors and walked back out to the warm California weather. In the backyard there were lounge chairs, an umbrella, a grill and a jacuzzi. The beach and the outdoor part of the house were only separated by a short fence with a gate in the middle that led into the sand. It was mesmerizing to say the least for Quinn, She had only ever left the state of Ohio once to go to New York for nations a few weeks ago and has never actually been in the ocean.
"Wow San, This is beautiful." She said in disbelief, she just stood at the fence staring at the water crashing into the sand in waves.
"Come on," The latina took off her sneakers and socks, opened the gate and stepped out onto the hot sand. Quinn quickly followed in suit, kicking off her shoes and taking the hand Santana had stretched out for her. They walked hand in hand to the shore line, the brunette bent down to roll up the hem of the flared leggings she was wearing and then pulled up each of the other girl's pant legs so that they wouldn't get wet when they stepped in the water. She came back up to grab the blonde's hand again and walked a few more steps forward so that they were now on the wet sand in reach of the water that would wash up. The water came up submerging their feet. It felt cold but refreshing after a long day of traveling. The sound of the waves and the warm air felt soothing, the beach was lonely and calm, it felt so peaceful.
Quinn took a few more steps forward being drawn in by the ocean and she let go of Santana's hand to bend down and touch the clear blue water. The latina took the opportunity to grab her by the hips and pull her closer to her, she hugged Quinn from behind and rested her head on her shoulder. The blonde covered her hands with her own and they just watched the waves come up and back down silently taking in the scenery.
"We should go and get our swimsuits, I want to get in." Quinn turned around excitedly, she was still wrapped in the brunette's arms, close enough that their noses were touching.
"Yes, let's go for a swim." Santana replied with a cheeky smile and with that she picked Quinn up in one swift motion. The blonde's legs were wrapped around her waist, before she could object Santana ran a short distance and jumped into a wave successfully submerging the both of them fully clothed.
"San!" Quinn Squealed as she went backwards into the cold water. When she came back up she saw a soaked Santana in a fit of giggles and she couldn't help but also start laughing but only after splashing some water at her. They played in the water like little kids until they got tired of splashing around in their heavy, drenched clothes.
"What happened to you guys?"Maribel chuckled at the sight of her daughter and her friend walking in the house, absolutely soaked and covered in caked sand. She was in the kitchen doing something on her phone.
"We may have slipped and fallen into the ocean." Santana shrugged feigning innocence.
"Go to the laundry room and get out of those clothes, there should be towels in there. I don't want you guys tracking sand all over the house." Mrs.Lopez pointed to a door behind them and went back to tapping away on her little screen.
Quinn followed Santana into the little room with the washer and dryer, there was also a shelf stacked with thick towels. They stripped out of their wet clothes to only their underwear and wrapped themselves in a towel before heading out and running back up two flights of stairs. As soon as they entered the huge bedroom the blonde was attacked by a pair of soft lips on her own hungrily kissing her against the door as it shut.
"I have been waiting to do this since we left for the airport this morning." Santana said between kisses, she could still taste the salt from the ocean on Quinn's skin. Quickly both towels were dropped and they were touching and grabbing at each other impatiently.
"Shower. Now." Quinn commanded and Santana took no time in picking her up and carrying her to the bathroom. She turned on the shower without even disconnecting their lips and underwear was quickly discarded. The Latina stepped under the warm water first letting it run down her body washing away any remaining sand and salt but it wasn't long before she was pressed against the cold tiles with Quinn's fingers deep inside her, pumping in and out. "Oh baby, mmm" She moaned and gripped the blonde tighter, trying to hold herself steady but with one more curl of her fingers an orgasm ripped through her leaving her quivering erratically. Quinn felt her walls squeezing her fingers and slowed her movements to let her ride it out. She left hickies on her tan skin where no one but her would be able to find and removed her fingers when Santana returned to her senses. The latina put her arms around the other girl and twirled them around so that Quinn was now in her previous position.
"You are so beautiful, Q." Santana looked into her deep hazel eyes and connected their lips once again giving the blonde a tender kiss, letting her hands explore her familiar frame. "I love you." she said absentmindedly under her breath so quietly it was barely audible.
"W-What?" Quinn stopped her movements abruptly. Did she really just say that? Am I hearing things? It was silent, you could only hear the water running and the sound of their heavy breathing. Vulnerable brown eyes stared back at her for a second before panic began to rapidly creep into them.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry-" Suddenly the water felt extremely cold for Santana even though there was steam coming off from it, she gulped nervously and shut it off. She quickly stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel on the rack to wrap herself in, leaving a very shocked Quinn still standing against the wall. She continued to dry herself off and leave the bathroom, shutting the door behind her.
Quinn was at a loss for words and her mind was racing, she just turned the shower back on letting the water hit her as she tried to collect her thoughts. What in the actual fuck? is 'I love you' casual now too? this is so mind fucking. She just finished her shower, which consisted of washing off sand out of her hair then sitting on the shower floor with her knees up to her chest with tears spilling from her eyes and mixing with the water that was raining down on her.
Santana heard the water come back on from outside the bathroom door but she just couldn't bring herself to go back in there. She blinked back tears that were threatening to fall, walked over to her suitcase to get dressed before Quinn would walk out of the bathroom but she didn't need to hurry because she didn't come out anytime soon.