I Know You Want Me - Chapter Twenty-Four

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Title: I Know You Want Me
Author: Sio & Maura
Rating: Hard NC-17
Length: 126,412
Spoilers: This is AU. No Beth. No Lucy. Puck/Rachel lasted for a few months instead of a week and Jesse is a bigger ass than canon. Also Santana's promiscuity implied in the canon is not in effect for this fic for reasons that will be made evident.
Pairing: Rachel/Santana, Puck/Quinn
Summary: Rachel's longed after someone since the first day they met, but will a big secret bring them together or destroy them?
Warnings (highlight to read): Gender Identity Disorder, pregnancy, angst, topping, language, voyeurism, dub-con, non-con, anal, oral, vaginal, public, fisting, size-kink, and talk of self harm

Chapter 24

School had begun. It was only the first few weeks but between classes, studying, work, and taking care of AJ, neither Rachel nor Santana had managed to find any time for them. Sometimes it seemed like they barely even slept in the same bed. It was frustrating on more than one level and lonely.

Finally, about a month into the school year and on yet another night when Santana had to work late, Rachel decided to take matters into her own hands and do something about it. Gathering AJ's things and fixing him a fresh bottle for later, she bundled him up and headed down the stairs to the door that connected her and Santana's place with Quinn and Puck's apartment. Knocking on the door, it wasn't long before it was answered by a slightly mussed looking Quinn with a pen tucked behind her ear.

"Oh, hey, Rachel. Puck's working right now if you needed him for something."

"No, actually, I was hoping to find you," Rachel smiled shyly at the girl she was slowly beginning to find a friendship with. "I was wondering if you'd mind watching Aaron for a bit tonight while I go and visit Santana at work?"

Quinn smiled delightedly, "Of course I wouldn't!" She reached for the baby, cooing at him when he giggled and reached up for her fingers. It wasn't the first time she'd been asked to watch him, but it was the first time that Rachel had asked her alone to watch him. "Hi, Aaron," she cooed, bouncing him slightly.

Rachel unhooked his bag from her shoulder, "Everything he should need is in here, as well as a fresh bottle if he gets hungry. If you need anything else, you have the key of course. In fact, there's leftover lasagna in the refrigerator that you're welcome to if you'd like. It's vegan, but Santana says it's quite good and I don't believe she's just appeasing me this time." She watched Quinn with her baby, feeling a little anxious, but pushing it down by reminding herself that she'd get to see Santana, "He's been good tonight, but call me if he gets sick or starts fussing too much and I'll come straight home."

"Rachel, seriously, chill out," Quinn deadpanned, glancing at the worried mother over AJ's head, "It's not like I haven't done this before. Aaron and I like hanging out together, don't you, little guy?" she cooed at him, making him laugh and reach for her face, "He'll be fine and if anything happens, I promise, you'll be the first to know."

"Okay," Rachel blushed slightly, a little embarrassed at being called on her fretting. "Thank you for this, Quinn. I really appreciate it."

"No problem," Quinn shrugged, smiling at AJ. She glanced up at Rachel, speaking so softly it was almost a whisper, "Hey, Rach?"

"Yes?"

"Thanks. You know," she shrugged, smiling lopsidedly, "for giving me all these chances. I know I tend to mess them up a lot, but... just keep making her smile and I'll do my best not to this time."

Rachel smiled at Quinn with the same warm brightness she'd always held for the odd private moment between the two girls, "Of course, Quinn. You're her friend. If I ever stop making her smile, I wouldn't deserve anyone's friendship. Now, I'd better get ready." She leaned over and kissed AJ's cheek, "Be good for your Aunt Quinn, Aaron. I'll be home later. Thank you again, Quinn."

Heading up the stairs after one more wave, she left Quinn to giggle at AJ and take him into her and Puck's apartment as she hurried upstairs to change. Santana had specifically requested that she not wear revealing clothes when she came to visit her at the bar, so she giggled nervously as she dressed in one of her fiancee's tank-tops and a short skirt. She knew what she wanted to happen, even if she did feel nervous and awkward about it happening at Santana's place of work. It had been too long since they'd been alone together and she missed the spontaneity of their encounters prior to school starting.

Adjusting the tank top and skirt one more time in the mirror, she licked her lips and blushed hard before she carefully slid the panties she'd been wearing off. She'd have to be more circumspect this way, but if she got Santana's attention the way she wanted, they'd both be grateful for the easy access. Taking one last look in the mirror, she nodded and hurried down the stairs, pausing only to grab her purse and slip her panties inside before she headed out the door.

When she arrived at Andre's, it was busy, but not so busy she couldn't get in with little more than a quick wave and a kiss on the cheek to Gary working the door. She made her way up to the bar where Andre was serving drinks with "a wink and a smile" as he liked to put it.

"Andre! Hi!" She called over the noise of the band playing up on the stage and the crowd around her.

"Hey there, Rachel!" He leaned over the bar for a quick kiss on the cheek, "Where's your little guy?"

"With Quinn back home. Where's Santana?" She grinned at him, leaning on the bar.

He nodded out into the sea of patrons, "She's around. Due a break soon, but I think half these guys think flirting with her or just catching sight of her pretty face is lagniappe here."

Rachel laughed, "Really?"

"Really. Her and your friend draw more than the band some nights," He nodded with a smirk, before heading off to serve another patron.

Rachel turned around to lean against the bar and look into the crowd for the familiar sight of her fiancee working with a smile as he moved away. Her eyes roamed the crowd, but she didn't immediately spot her. Shrugging, she turned back towards the bar to try and get Andre's attention for a bottle of water.

"Hey there, baby." The voice slurred with a drunken rasp to her right making her frown slightly. "Pretty thing, like you doin' here?" She glanced to her side to find a man more than a little inebriated in a rumpled suit and loosened tie. He grinned at her, reaching over to put his hand on her ass, squeezing slightly as he patted his thigh with his other hand. "Why don't you come over here and sit on my lap?"

She froze. It was one thing to play with her fiancee. It was entirely another to be pawed by a drunken lout almost twice her size. She looked to the bar for Andre to help, but he was busy down at the other end and hadn't noticed yet.

As if Santana had a sensor of her lover in danger, she slid up next to Rachel and glared at the man. "Hands off." She growled, her low-cut black jean clad thigh pushing his leg away. Santana took Rachel's hand possessively, "Don't you ever touch a girl working here or the girl of someone working here." She said with a hiss.

The man sneered, "Look, babe, you're hot and all, but dressed like that in these parts, that ain't nobody's girl but the highest bidder's." He smirked, digging in his suit coat for a wad of bills, "And tonight that's me." He reached for Rachel's wrist, ignoring how she pressed back into Santana.

Santana pushed him away forcefully. "Back. The fuck off," she growled with a sneer before pulling Rachel with her to the other side of the bar. Worried, Santana cupped Rachel's face and looked into her eyes, "Baby, I'm sorry are you okay?" She whispered her thumbs running against the girl's cheeks.

"Y-yeah," Rachel trembled slightly, leaning into Santana's touch and letting it calm her down. "I just wasn't expecting that at all. Usually I don't have that problem here..."

"He's new and came in an asshole." Santana scoffed, "No one touches my girl's ass but me." Santana said as she wrapped her arms around her lover. "Come on, sit here." She lifted her girl up on the back counter and smiled, "Lemme finish of bit then we can go on my break, okay?" She said before turning back to the bar and waiting on patrons.

Rachel kept her legs pressed demurely together to avoid giving anyone a free show and waved cheerfully at a couple of the regulars she recognized. She vaguely was aware of John, the bar's other bouncer, "escorting" the sleaze who'd grabbed her out of the bar. Most of her attention though, was on Santana. She loved watching her work. The way her muscles moved under her tight clothing as she grabbed bottled and spun glasses across the bar. The curve of her neck as she turned to answer another patron with a smile. And her smile. Rachel loved seeing her smile.

She licked her lips distractedly, her eyes never leaving her lover. A slow smile curled her lips as she thought about how she looked without those distracting clothing, all lean muscle and tanned skin. Andre noticed her expression with a smirk, shaking his head at the exuberance of young lovers as he turned back to the customers.

After awhile of Rachel's leering at Santana's ass and bare shoulders Andre had enough. He sauntered over to Rachel and leaned next to her. "She's quite athletic for someone so petite." He smiled. Santana wore a simple green halter top that left a healthy amount of her shoulders and back exposed and half an inch of skin showing above her studded belt. "She's quite lovely."

Rachel turned to smile at him, "She's beautiful. The most beautiful girl I've ever seen. She's a cheerleader, was in high school too." She blushed slightly, "Please don't tell her this, but I used to go to football games just to watch her perform. It was fairly easy to convince people I was there or sitting in the bleachers during practice to see my boyfriends, whichever I was seeing at the time, but," she looked back at Santana a quiet, loving smile lighting up her face, "I was there to watch her. It's... it's beautiful to see her doing something she loves."

"I bet." He smiled, "She's... really lean and her hips are small so I bet she's good at that. She's a very interesting body type." He looked at Rachel pointedly, "I want to protect my girls... should I know something about Santana?" he asked in a whisper, trying to allude his understanding of Santana.

Rachel looked at him in confusion. "Like what?" she asked, cocking her head to the side curiously.

"I don't want to offend her by asking... the only reason I'd know is because I have a few friends who might be like her... and.. um your baby looks just like her..." He bit his lip, he wanted to know so he could protect Santana in case anyone figured the young girl out. "You know what.. never mind." he smiled and looked away and went out to the bar to set up for the next band.

Santana wiped her hands and flitted over to Rachel. "I'm going on break... wanna come?" She smiled.

Rachel grinned brightly and put her hands on Santana's shoulder's so she could help her down off the bar. "I thought you'd never ask." She leaned up and kissed her fiancee softly once she was back on the ground, moving to whisper softly in the ear, "Maybe we could go out back where it's more... private?" She leaned back with an inviting smirk, raising her brows in question.

Santana smirked and nodded leading them through the crowd to the back door. She pushed it open and propped it slightly ajar with a stick so they could get back in. Santana pulled Rachel over and wrapped her arms around the girl. "What did I tell you about wearing that stuff to work?" She asked as she pressed her body flush against Rachel's ass.

"Mmm, you said it turns you on," she murmured with a mischievous smirk, grinding back against Santana slightly, "but maybe I wanted to turn you on?" She reached up behind her and pulled Santana down into a kiss as she turned to run her hands down the girl's chest, lingering for a moment on her breasts, "Maybe I wanted you to take me out here and," her fingers slipped down to the waist of Santana's tight jeans, popping the button open and slowly easing the zipper down, "take me up against the wall? Hmmm? How about that?"

"Mm," Santana groaned as she looked at her girlfriend with lust. "Keep touching my dick and we'll be ready to go in a moment." She whispered as she turned Rachel back around and pushed her up against the cold brick. she pressed kisses down against the base of the girl's neck, "I'm gonna fuck you from behind."

Rachel reached behind her to slide a hand into Santana's pants, easing her member out from where she'd kept it tucked between her legs and stroking it. "Oh, God, I wish you would," she whispered, thumb brushing over the tip of the girl's dick. "I've been wanting you for weeks, Santana..."

"Sorry," she whispered and thrust up into Rachel's hand. She felt herself starting to strain and get harder than she ever thought possible. "I wanna fuck you hard and make you walk funny, like my dick's still inside you."

"Don't apologize," Rachel muttered, the soft hardness of her lover's cock in the palm of her hand making her drip down her thighs with want. She reached blindly for something to hold onto as she leaned over to make it easier for her fiancee, feeling the rough crunch of rusty metal under her palm as she hit the fire escape ladder, "J-just please... fingers, tongue, dick - I just need you inside me, Santana. I've had to take matters into my own hands too long..."

Santana moaned at the thought of her girlfriend touching herself and quickly went to work. She slid one of her hands between Rachel's thighs and ran her fingers through the abundant wetness she found and quickly began thumbing the girl's clit. She brought her other hand up to the woman's breast and slid inside her shirt so she could palm the bare flesh.

"O-oh God," Rachel gasped, her head falling forward to rest against a rung of the ladder gripped in her white knuckled hands. She spread her legs further apart to give Santana better access, only to be brought up short by her skirt. Whining in frustration, she reached back and yanked it up to bunch around her waist, revealing her bare ass to her lover, her thighs glistening with arousal in the dim alley light. "M-more... Santana, please..."

"My little slut," she smiled fondly as she moved her straining dick to plunge into Rachel quickly. She sheathed herself hard and fast before pinching one of the girl's nipples. "Better, princess?" She asked as she pulled almost the whole way out and then slammed back inside.

Rachel didn't have the breath to respond at first. Her body was on fire, her knees going weak from the first rough brush over her g-spot and slap against her cervix, only her grip on the ladder keeping her upright. She moaned breathlessly, rocking back to meet Santana's hips with each thrust. Little flakes of rust showered down from under her hands as she wrung the rung as electric fire rushed through her body with every little move her lover made within her. "S-so g-good," she gasped out, under the creak of the ladder as they made it sway above them. "Y-you make me f-feel so... agh... a-amazing, Santana..."

Santana smiled and kissed Rachel's neck as she kept slamming into the girl. She moved her hands down to hold onto the girl's hips as she began moving them together as she continued to fuck her. "I'm gonna make you come so hard, then I'm gonna make you come again and then make you go home and wait for me."

"Please," she gasped, tightening her muscles around Santana's member as she rushed towards the edge. "I," she panted for breath, "I wait for you e-every...every night!" Rachel barely remembered where they were in time to bite off a cry, turning it into a whine as she began to lose control.

Santana looked around and checked that no one was watching them as she lifted her leg up on the wall to increase her angle. "Fuck I love when you can't talk when I fuck you," she growled as she started thrusting wildly.

Rachel keened softly through her teeth as her muscles spasmed around Santana's dick pounding her. They clinched hard as her body locked down in orgasm, her head slamming back and her breath seizing in her throat. Her eyes were open, but she couldn't see anything but white as everything felt like it was firing at once. Finally she sagged in Santana's grip as the overwhelming explosion of emotion released her, her walls still fluttering along the girl's member. "Oh... oh God," she whispered, trying to catch her breath, "I love you so much..."

Santana moaned and kept pumping, "Turn around." She whispered pulling her hard, wet dick out of Rachel and stroking it with her hands. She watched the wetness seep down the girl's thighs, "I wanna cum inside you."

Rachel turned on trembling legs, leaning up against the wall for support as she smiled shakily up at her lover. The brick was cold against her ass and shoulders, the rough surface scratching her skin slightly, but she was far too turned on to care. She ran her hands up her thighs, pulling the skirt up so Santana could see her swollen cunt, the juices of their fucking still trickling from her folds to drip down her legs. Her eyes locked on Santana, she dragged the fingers of one hand through her wetness, gathering up her essence and holding it out for Santana to see. "L-look what you do to me," she whispered, her eyes dark in the dim light. "All for you..."

The other girl's lips quickly wrapped around Rachel's fingers and sucked the wetness off them. "Mine," she growled as she pulled back, her fingers running down the cleft of the girl's core and getting soaked, she moved closer and used her other hand to slide back inside Rachel's pussy. "So tight," she groaned as she moved so she could pick the girl up and press her into the wall with her legs around Santana's waist.

She let out a low moan at the feeling of the girl's fingers penetrating her body. "The only one inside me like that," she gasped, "ever. Always. Only you, Santana." She rode the girl's fingers until she pulled out, leaving her whimpering with need. "Please," she sighed, wrapping her arms around Santana's neck and pulling her into a hard, needy kiss, rough with lips, teeth and tongue.

Santana kissed her hard and moved so she could slide her dick inside, but used the lubricated fingers on her left hand to slide around and slowly slide one of her fingers inside Rachel's ass. She grunted feeling her thick cock sliding inside her lover through the thin wall.

Rachel moaned at the feeling of being filled from both directions at the same time. She hadn't liked it when Jesse had taken her ass, but this was different. She whimpered as the feeling of both her pussy and her ass being stretched teased her even higher than she'd gone with Santana taking her from behind moments ago without letting her fall over. Her head slammed back against the brick wall hard enough to make stars flicker before her eyes, but her legs tightened around Santana's hips and her nails dug into her back pulling her closer. "Yes," she hissed, her heart pounding so hard her blood sounded like a river rushing past her ears.

Santana panted and pressed her cock deeper inside and added another finger before she got close to the edge. "Not gonna last..." She panted.

"Come." The word was all Rachel could get out, her body spasming around her lover as she trembled on the edge. She wanted it. Wanted the feeling of release from her fiancee. Wanted to be filled with her seed. Her teeth sank into the crook of Santana's neck as she fought to contain the scream that wanted to rip out of her from the intense feelings the girl was making her feel.

She gasped and kept erratically thrusting before grasping Rachel's ass and groaning as she kept thrusting until she let her body explode inside Rachel. That was all it took, feeling Santana's hot seed filling her body to push the girl that last bit over the edge. She shuddered, her climax rippling through her body, milking Santana's member for every last bit. She clung to her lover, doing her best to stay connected to her and ignoring the sting from the scratches on her back and ass from the brick work and the dull ache from being stretched a little too far.

"I love you," she whispered with a soft whimper as she felt Santana's softening member slipping out of her.

Santana groaned unattractively as she felt her dick limply fall to her leg. She slid her fingers out and held onto Rachel. After a few moments, Rachel let her legs slip from Santana's hips and shakily support her.

"Let me," she whispered, her breath flowing hot over the girl's ear, "clean you up before you go back to work." Pressing a kiss to Santana's neck, she carefully swirled her tongue over her lover's pulse point as she pushed her skirt down and moved to turn them so Santana's back was against the wall. "I want to make sure you're comfortable and not... sticky."

She slid down the girl's body, pressing kisses against her covered breasts, but being careful not to suck like she wanted to to avoid leaving telling wet marks. She couldn't resist pushing up the hem of Santana's halter top and nipping gently at her stomach though. When she reached her waist, she carefully wiggled the jeans lower on her hips, giving her more room to work with the limp dick still glistening with their mingled cum.

Rolling her eyes up to look at Santana as her knees hit the rough, damp pavement of the alley, she pushed the sides of her jeans away from where her member hung limp against her thighs, her thumbs covering the head. Watching Santana, she deliberately ran her tongue up the length of Santana's dick, from the tip to the base. With the head covered, it almost looked like she was licking the wet mound of a fully female Santana. She groaned softly, "So good..."

Santana looked down and groaned as she watched Rachel. "Ughhh," she whimpered, "so... sexy." She grunted as she watched her lover.

"All for you," she whispered, continuing to lick their mingled juices from the member until the returning erection made it too hard to continue to hold down with just her thumbs. Once that happened, she slipped her lips around the head and sucked, plying the tip with lips, teeth and tongue for a moment before sliding further down, her teeth lightly scraping the veined shaft. She coughed slightly as Santana's head bumped her uvula, but continued down until her lips were firmly pressed in a kiss against the soft skin connecting her shaft to the rest of her body. She swallowed, her throat flexing around the tip as she did.

"Oh god," Santana groaned loudly as she shuddered, her cock straining against the woman's throat. "Please..." She whimpered looking down to see just her lover's head between her legs. "Looks... ugh.. god it looks like you're licking my pussy," she stumbled out as she brought her hands up to clutch onto the fire escape.

Rachel breathed as best she could through her nose, humming softly in agreement as she nodded, doing her best to keep as much of Santana's dick in her as she could. She worked her jaw, moving her lips against the base and groaning softly, the vibrations rippling along San's member. Her hands slid around Santana's body to slide into her jeans and cup her bare ass, nails digging in slightly as she pulled her closer to her.

"Fuck, baby," she grunted her arms shaking, "I.. I need to come." She whispered as she thrust regretfully into Rachel's throat.

She nodded, swallowing hard and giving Santana's ass a hard squeeze before sliding her hands up her body under her shirt and bra to cup her breasts. She rolled her eyes so she could watch Santana as best she could as her fingers tweaked and tugged on her nipples, playing rough. She started sliding off, only to push back in after an inches, teeth sliding along sensitive skin and her nose pressing into Santana's abdomen with each thrust as she helped her lover fuck her throat.

After Santana thrust for a couple more moments, she quickly gasped as she came down Rachel's throat. She gasped and shook as she climaxed, "Baby," She grunted and after a few moments she pulled away, shivering as her dick hit the cool air. "I love you."

Rachel swallowed a couple of times to get the last bit of Santana's cum down, licking away a trace that had escaped her mouth as she carefully tucked Santana away and got her jeans pulled back up and done up again. She stood on legs that still trembled slightly and looked at Santana with the warm, shy smile that was only for her fiancee for a moment before kissing her softly, the taste of both of their essences mingled on her tongue as she wrapped her arms around her neck. "I love you too," she whispered, her lips brushing over Santana's as she spoke.

Santana smiled and kissed her girlfriend. "Baby..." She said softly. "You're gonna wear my pants home. No way in hell are you going home bare pussied and swollen without me."

Rachel laughed softly. "There's underwear in my purse," she whispered, holding it up, "but I'll wear your clothes if you want. I do like getting in your pants," she teased. "But what will you wear?"

"I'll wear your skirt," she said softly as she pulled off her jeans and worked to carefully tuck her dick more securely into her special boxers. She made sure she was covered and she carefully held her pants for Rachel. "Put them on."

She bit her lip, but did as she was told, stepping out of her shoes and carefully sliding the jeans on before pulling off her skirt and handing it to Santana. Tongue slightly protruding from her lips as she sucked in her breath for the tiny bit of weight that had lingered after giving birth to AJ, she fastened the jeans up and slid her hands uncertainly over the tight denim.

"Do I look okay?" She sounded nervous, not used to wearing something quite so tight outside of a performance. "I mean, I know you'll look amazing in my skirt... so amazing if I stayed I'd probably get into a fight from all the men ogling your legs, but... I don't know..."

Santana sighed, "I need you to get home without getting fondled." She pulled the skirt on and let it hang low on her hips making it longer on her thighs then it was on Rachel. "I'll be okay, I'm a lot more covered than you were and I'm wearing boxers."

Rachel's shoulders slumped slightly, none of her worries about her appearance relieved. She was nervous in the close fitting jeans but she smiled and tried to hide it as she toed her shoes back on. "I know," she shrugged, "I'm sure you'll be fine. I know you can handle yourself, Santana. I just... I," she sighed softly, offering a smile that was almost timid, "I'll see you at home later, right?"

"You look really hot in my pants by the way." She smiled softly, "I can't wait to get home..." she smiled and kissed her softly, "Text me when you get there so I don't worry?"

"Of course," Rachel smiled up at Santana, but she felt like she was just being appeased by the compliment. "I'll try and stay awake to see you when you get home, but if I'm not," she leaned up to hug her fiancee, pressing a kiss to the corner of her jaw, "just wake me up okay? I want to see you."

"'kay," Santana smiled as she nervously fixed her underpants. "Love you, baby," she whispered as she headed to the door.

"I love you too and don't worry, Santana," she smiled at her, letting her see how much she was loved by the smaller girl, "you look absolutely beautiful. No one will know you're anything more than my amazing fiancee who just had a very satisfying break." She blushed, nodding at the mark she'd accidentally left on the crook of her neck. "I'd, um... wear my hair loose the rest of the night though."

Santana's hand slipped up to her neck and she rolled her eyes before taking down her ponytail. "Evil," she smirked before kissing her again and slipping inside.

Rachel watched until her fiancee was safely back inside before turning and heading out to the street to walk back home.

Inside, Santana crept into the bar and slipped back behind the counter and scrubbed her hands througthly before turning around.

Andre raised his eyebrows, "Nice skirt." Santana glared at him and turned around.

"Ass," she laughed as she started serving again.

She'd picked up a sleepy and fed AJ from a smiling Quinn once she got home, spending a little time talking with the other girl about a class they shared - English - before heading upstairs to get her son ready for bed. Once the little boy was dressed in his sleepsuit and mittens and settled into his crib - hopefully for the night - she'd headed to her bedroom to change into a nightgown and read for a little while. She'd tried to stay awake, but after about a half hour of reading, she was asleep, the book loosely held in one outstretched hand as she laid on the bed, not even covered up.

Santana trudged into the house, going into the bathroom and showering before going and kissing her baby goodnight. Happy he was sleeping soundly, she then headed into the bedroom. She stopped and smiled when she saw Rachel lying on the bed, sprawled out as if on display for her. She quickly dried off and moved to sit on the bed, running her fingers up Rachel's leg and she leaned down and kissed her soft knee. She kissed up her thigh trying to wake up her lover.

Rachel shifted, mumbling something unintelligible in her sleep and rolling to lay more on her back than on her side like she had been. She was tired after her long day and their vigorous encounter behind Andre's and her dreams didn't want to release her for something as gentle as a kiss.

When Rachel rolled over Santana smirked, the girl's nightgown had slid up nearly baring her thighs and core to her lover. Softly, Santana licked her way up the girl's thigh until she had to duck between the girl's thighs. She began licking softly at the girl's lower lips, moaning slightly when she tasted the lingering essence from their previous encounter.

Rachel moaned softly in her sleep, her feet sliding up the bed, raising her knees as her legs spread for her lover. "San," she breathed faintly, her dream obviously taking a turn for the erotic as one of her hands dragged across her chest to unconsciously massage a breast through her button up nightgown.

Santana's hands went to the sleeping girl's ankles and held them open as she slid her tongue through Rachel's folds, finding the girl's clit and starting to suckle it lightly with little pressure. She continued until she felt the arousal coating her chin and felt Rachel squirming.

Her hand on her cloth covered breast tightened as her hips moved vaguely in Santana's direction. "San," she moaned, her eyes still closed in sleep as her body began reacting to her fiancée's slow and gentle touch.

The awake girl kept her languid pace, her lips bringing Rachel's pussy to a fevered arousal. Santana slid her hands up and down Rachel's legs lickling her until her core was sopping and saturating her chin with her juices. Santana pulled away to lick her lips before sliding her tongue down and making it rigid before sliding it inside her fiance.

"Unh, San..." Squirming with arousal, Rachel's free hand dropped her book and slid down her body intent on touching herself as her breathing increased. When her slim fingers reached the top of her mound though, they encountered hair which certainly didn't belong there. The startlement of finding something she didn't expect was enough to jar her awake with a surprised gasp. "W-what..."

It took her a moment to realize that someone had entered her home and was tongue fucking her. It was a wide-eyed and anxious second later before she realized that someone was her fiancée.

Santana looked up from where her tongue was sliding in and out of her lover's cunt. She pulled away and nipped her fiance's fingers that lay on top of her clit. "Fuck yourself," Santana husked as she licked her lips and worked to get all the fluid off her chin.

Blushing fiercely, she slid her fingers into her soaking wet folds and began to slowly circle her clit. She kept her eyes on Santana, taking in the glistening essence covering her chin and thinking about what she had just been doing to her. She carefully closed her thumb and forefinger around her clit and pinched, making her hips buck and her breath catch with a gasp, but she never looked away from Santana.

"Kiss me," she whispered, twisting and tugging gently at her clit.

With a quick movement, Santana slid up and kissed Rachel hard. She let her soaked mouth possess Rachel's she slid her hand over Rachel's breast and stroked it lightly as they kissed.

Rachel moaned into her mouth, her hand working herself even higher between them. She arched her back to press closer to Santana only to be frustrated by the layer of cloth between them. "Too much clothing," she gasped, "o-off... I...I want to feel you on me..."

She nodded and pulled away, pulling off her own shirt and pushed down her boxers and the skirt before sliding back onto the girl. She pulled Rachel's nightgown off over her head with a broken button flying off the dress and onto the floor. Santana came and straddled the girl's thigh and leaned down to take the swollen nipple into her mouth. She ran her teeth over it and sucked slightly while her other hand teased the second peak.

Rachel was nearly wide-eyed at the speed with which Santana managed to get them both undressed, but she raised a hand and coated one of Santana's nipples with her essence, teasing it to a hard peak. "I l-love," her voice wavered as Santana's tongue stroked roughly over a nipple, "love being able to touch you...be with you... like this."

"Santana," she whispered, "watch..." She slowly ran her hand down between her legs and parted her folds. Carefully watching her lover, she slid her other hand down and slowly slid two fingers into her dripping hole with a wet squelch, gradually pushing them in and out with a sloppy sound. "F-for you...when y-you're not home...and A-aaron's sleeping... I think of you and do t-this..." Her thumb raked over her clit, sending a jolt of pleasure through her body.

Santana groaned and pulled away from Rachel's breast with a loud pop. She pulled herself to sit at the foot of their bed and watch, her erection protruding up against her stomach. She watched as Rachel fingered herself and reached down to grasp her cock in her hand moving her fist in time with Rachel's thrusts.

"I," she panted, watching Santana touch herself as she fucked herself for her, "I think of y-you touching me," she twisted her wrist, doing her best to curl her fingers to hit her g-spot but it was just out of reach, "of y-your fingers, y-you tongue in-inside me... I th-think of when you f-fucked me so h-hard I couldn't breathe, c-couldn't think," she spread her legs wider - as wide as she could - hooking one ankle over the edge of the bed so Santana could see everything. "W-when I was so sore for d-days b-but I felt like I was c-climaxing whenever my clothes o-or a breeze touched me!"

Santana was practically drooling as she watched Rachel fuck herself. She kept stroking herself moving faster when the other girl's hand started to move faster. When Rachel started to talk about their sexual history, she saw Rachel's cum start seeping down and out onto the duvet and she quickly moved and started licking up around Rachel's fingers so she could clean up the wet mess while she continued her thrusting.

Rachel gasped, shivering hard from the additional stimulation, but barely managing to hold onto the edge she was skating along. "W-when you p-put your...your hand in me... I never felt s-so stretched. I just wanted you all the t-time." Her voice trembled, dipping and peaking with the waves of fire sweeping over her as she fought to keep vocalizing the things she talked about. "I l-loved it when you took me wh-wherever you wanted... L-like," her hips were jerking into her thrusts and she was having trouble keeping her pace, "w-when you took me in M-mr Schue's office and anyone c-could have walked in and saw h-how I belonged to you..."

Santana kept licking around Rachel's fingers, she straddled her leg and started thrusting against the smooth patch of skin. She grunted as she rubbed her erection against the girl and kept moaning as she worked on lapping up the girl's fluids.

Rachel couldn't hold on any longer. She came hard, her muscles clenching tightly around her fingers, as her back arched up off the bed. Her fingers and palm were drenched from the force of her orgasm as she squirted, excess moisture smearing Santana's face and dripping down her legs to pool on the cover.

Santana nuzzled Rachel's hand and pushed her fingers out of the way. She licked off the girl's hand then went to work on cleaning off the rest of Rachel's tender pussy, down her thighs and back up to lap softly at the source of the liquid. She moaned as she cleaned off her lover, making sure she didn't miss a drop.

Rachel whined, her lip firmly caught between her teeth, her hands fisting in the cover beneath them as Santana's tongue started winding her up again. "If this wasn't Friday," she panted, "you'd be in trouble, c-cause I don't want to stop..."

"What do you want me to do... I'll do anything to you that you want. This is about you tonight," she said before writing I love you on Rachel's clit with her tongue.

Rachel dragged her eyes open and smiled down at Santana, "I want... I want you to take me," she whispered, "Like at the beginning, but," the smile turned into her special smile just for Santana, "now we know we love each other. I belong to you, Santana. Body, mind, heart, and soul. I'm yours. Take me. Make me remember who I belong to for when we're apart..."

Santana hesitated, before sliding up and nodding. She took Rachel's arms and pinned them up above her head and pressed them down roughly, she began to bite at the girl's shoulders before she arched her hips and slid into her. She thrust hard a few times before getting annoyed and reaching down and pulling Rachel's knees up and nearly bending her in half so she could thrust at her leisure.

"God," Rachel gasped, arching into her, her walls fluttering against Santana's thick member, "y-yes... take me. M-make me yours, Santana..." She did her best to watch Santana, her years of dance giving her the flexibility to accept the position, "Any way you want, just take me. I'm completely yours..."

"Shut up, Berry," Santana grunted as she thrusted wildly. Santana had trained herself to try to not to hurt her lover, but she was being asked too. She pulled all the way out and pushed the head of her dick into the threshold of Rachel's ass causing her lover to scream out, she pulled away and rubbed her tip around her lover's core. She circled Rachel's clit with her fingers as she thrust her member through her wetness.

It took a moment before Rachel could open her eyes again after the sudden thrust just inside her ass. She panted hard, her chest heaving as she forced her body to relax. She looked up at Santana trustingly. "I'm yours," she whispered. "Completely. Take me."

Santana slid her tip back down and slid into Rachel pussy with a quick thrust she pumped shallowly never quite going deep as she knew Rachel would want.

Rachel whimpered, doing her best to push up into Santana to take her deeper, but having trouble from how the other girl had her bent. "Please," she finally whined, begging, her core throbbing with want and dripping onto the cover, "please, Santana... I need you..."

Santana chuckled and kept going at the pace she wanted. After a few moments she pulled out and slapped her swollen and wet dick loudly against Rachel's core. "Fuck," she grunted doing it again before quickly switching to fill her lover and jackhammer her member into her girl hitting her g spot and bumping her cervix at each thrust.

"Oh God, yes!" Rachel nearly screamed with how intense the feelings ricocheting through her were. She arched her back, trying to spread her legs wider as if she could take the girl even deeper, but frustrated by Santana's firm grip on her legs. She panted, pressing her head back into the pillow to arch her breasts up towards her lover in silent appeal, nipples taut and straining towards Santana.

She loved it. She loved knowing she could take everything Santana could give her. Knowing that her body craved the roughness the fiery passion of her fiancée could give her. Loved being the only one who got to have that passion from Santana.

"I love you," she panted, her body rocking hard into the bed and sending the headboard pounding rhythmically against the wall as the bed shook with the force of their fucking. "God! I love you so much!"

With that Santana's dick spurted wildly inside the other girl, painting her walls with sticky thick cum. Santana moaned out and arched herself to have her dick pressed harshly against Rachel's cervix as she rode out her orgasm.

Rachel's body tightened hard, shivering her into an overwhelming orgasm. She bucked hard, her body freezing in a trembling arch, lips gaping open but no sound emerged. She couldn't see, couldn't breathe. All she could feel was the incredible rushing feeling of her climax. For a long moment, everything was white. "S-Santana," she gasped thinly before losing her grip and sliding into blackness for a moment.

Santana rolled to the side and carefully put Rachel's legs down. As soon as she slipped out of her lover she shivered sadly hating loosing the connection so she carefully slid her limp penis into her blacked out girlfriend and covered them up. She wrapped her arm around her and nuzzled her neck.

Rachel blinked her eyes slowly open a moment later and slowly smiled as she saw her lover. "Hi," she whispered, wrapping her arms around the girl and smiling a little brighter as she tightened her muscles, clenching them around the member filling her. "That was," she softly kissed Santana, "better than before, I think." She nuzzled close, "Because you're still here, still with me... I love you so much."

"I love you too," she whispered back and resting her head against Rachel's forehead. "I was scared to hurt you." She admitted. Unlike before, she actually was worried about hurting her lover more than anything else. "But, I'm glad you liked it." She said as she settled in to fall asleep. "The baby will be up soon." Santana sighed, "We should crash."

"You can't hurt me like this," Rachel murmured, already half asleep, a leg hooked around her lover's hip drawing them closer together, "we fit. I can take everything you can give me." She sleepily tightened her muscles around Santana again, "I love the way you feel in me...fingers or like this. I feel complete with you." Her eyes fluttered closed as her head rested by Santana's on the pillow, her breathing slowly evening out.

"I feel normal with you." She whispered and held her closer. "I'll love you forever." She whispered and kissed Rachel's head.