A/N: To my reviewers and my PM'ers over the last several months. Thanks for reaching out and encouraging me to continue the story. You have no idea how much it has meant me. It was always my intention to add to this story and I have many more chapters in me. Unfortunately, my life has been turned on its head which has made it near impossible to focus on this story and give it my proper attention. Hoping to be able to start posting again more consistently. Again, thanks for all the support!

-DG

Chapter 24

Demi stirred. Disoriented and naked, she tried get her bearings. Even in her semi-conscious state, the details of the evening before came rushing back to her. She raised her head slightly seeing the beautiful Latina through her slit eyes fast asleep beneath her. A smile gradually graced her face as she replayed what had happened making her more than aware of the problem between her legs that she had drifted off to sleep with. Reminiscing about things Santana had done to her and the things she had done to Santana made her pulsate and ache all over again.

It was still dark outside. Demi's best guess was that it was 3am or 4am in the morning. She really should let Santana sleep but the more she stared at the Latina, the more she needed her. She decided to see if she could kiss the stunning beauty out her slumber. Demi lightly grazed her lips against Santana's. Perhaps it was just a reflex but the Latina's lips moved perfectly in sync with Demi's even though her eyes remained shut. Demi tested the waters more and ran her tongue along San's bottom lip. Like clockwork, Santana parted her lips. Demi wasted no time exploring San's mouth with her tongue. Santana moaned into Demi as the blonde's kisses became more heated and needy.

The tingling sensation all over Santana's body helped lull her out of her stupor. As her eyes fluttered opened, she quickly realized what was happening. Carnal desire instinctively took over as she rolled over on top of Demi. She broke the kiss with the blonde. Demi could see San's eyes darken with lust which only cause a larger pool between her legs.

Demi was incredibly turned on, breathless with desire. She barely got out the words she needed Santana to hear. "San . . . please . . . I need you . . . I need you so bad . . . Please, baby. . . My body is yours . . . I'm so wet for you . . . Please . . . Please, fuck me . . . Please, baby"

If Santana wasn't awake already, she was now. Her body was in overdrive fueled by Demi's begging and the words that had just dripped from her lips. She attacked Demi's neck, sucking and biting the flesh before her. Demi threaded her fingers into the Latina's hair pulling her into her body, encouraging her to continue her assault by whispering expletives. Santana couldn't get enough. The feeling of Demi's soft skin between her teeth sent shockwaves through her body. Somewhat conscious that she might be being a little too rough with the blonde, Santana went over the new trail of marks with her tongue in attempt to soothe each.

Santana push herself up and repositioned herself over Demi's body so she could put her thigh between Demi's legs. She also took the opportunity to take one of Demi's harden nipples in her mouth, swirling her tongue around the most sensitive spot. Demi gripped San's hair once more and pulled in such a way that San was looking directly into Demi's eyes. She could see the neediness in Demi's expression. Without losing eye contact, Santana moved her most accessible hand quickly down Demi's body and wasted no time in thrusting two fingers deep inside her.

Santana watched Demi's eyes cloud over as a wave of pleasure washed over the blonde upon the Latina penetrating her. Demi's grasp that had tightened around Santana's hair upon entry now loosen. Demi's strength faded as Santana started to pump inside of her, giving her body what it so desperately needed.

"Oh god . . . San . . . that's it . . . that's it baby. You fuck me so good . . . so, so good Fuuuck."

Demi's cussing only furthered Santana's own desire. She could feel the wetness that she was leaving on Demi's thigh as she glided up and down it in rhythm with each stroke into Demi's pussy.

Demi gripped the sheets on either side of her in a failing attempt to stay grounded. Santana could feel Demi getting close to the edge as her pussy clamped down on her fingers, now completely coated in Demi's juices. It was hard to believe that one person could be this wet. The Latina decided not to let Demi's sopping core go to waste, moving her mouth now had access to lap up the juices around the blonde's clit. Demi lost the ability to see straight as soon as Santana's tongue began its journey around the blonde's very engorged and sensitive nub.

White light came at Demi like a freight train as her orgasm ripped through her body. Just as she thought she was coming down from the most euphoric high, she was taken by surprised by yet another even more powerful orgasm resulting in her squirting hard into Santana's mouth, a feat that Demi had never done before.

High pitched, drawn out expressions come out of Demi's mouth as the blonde came. "Fuuuuuuuuck Saaaaaaaaaaaan. Oooooooooooh gooooooooooood . . . Oooooh my goooooooood. Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeees. Fuuuuuuuuuck, baaaaaabbbyyyyy."

Demi's heart was beating out of her chest. She could feel and hear it in her ears as she attempted to catch her breath. On top of that, all moisture had left her mouth, obviously pooling much further south.

Santana licked her lips, tasting more of Demi on her. God, she loved the taste of her girl. She had eaten enough pussy in the day to know how sweet the taste of Demi was. She wiped her chin and worked her way back up to Demi's neck, giving the blonde a quick kiss before collapsing in Demi's crook between her neck and shoulder. Santana's breathing matched Demi's, both girls panting heavily.

Santana heard Demi whisper something but couldn't quite make it out. "What did you say, babe?"

"Wa . . . water . . ." the words barely audible coming out of Demi's mouth.

Santana rolled over to her bedside table and grabbed the bottle water she had set there the night before. She rolled back to Demi. Demi reached for the bottle, not understanding why Santana immediately pulled it back away from her.

"Patience" Santana whispered.

Demi was parched. What kind of torture was Santana trying to inflict on her? She watched as Santana slowly unscrewed the container and took a sip of water into her mouth. Seeing that, made Demi even more aware that she could barely swallow at this point.

Santana closed the gap between hers and Demi's lips. Swallowing the liquid, she took yet another sip and pressed her lips to Demi's dripping the liquid into Demi's mouth. Feeling the coolness hit, Demi immediately began sucking, succeeding in pulling in all of the water out of San's mouth into her own.

"That enough or do you need more?" Said Santana smirking.

"M m m. . . More please."

Santana repeated the process 3 or 4 more times until Demi was sufficiently hydrated.

"That was hot . . ." said Demi, a sly grin materializing on her face.

Santana chuckled. "You think so?"

"Uh huh. I may not ever have use for a glass again."

Santana winked at Demi as she said, "I like the way you think, babe."

"Sooooo . . ." Demi said, as her fingers trailed along the Latina's caramel skin on the inside of her arm.

Santana's eyes involuntarily closed as her entire body focused on the area that Demi was touching. A wake of goosebumps was left behind as Demi worked her way down Santana's arm.

"Mmmmm . . . that feels good, baby."

"I like to make you feel good. So . . . San, can I . . . perhaps . . ." The shyness and insecurity had come washing back over Demi.

Sensing something was not right, San opened her eyes, able to read Demi's expression almost immediately. "You know what I would really like, babe?"

"What, baby?"

"I want to hold you and feel your skin on my skin as I drift off to sleep again. Is that ok?"

Demi's heart melted. She was undeniably in love with this woman. This woman who put her fears to rest, who knew exactly what to say or do to make her feel loved. This incredible woman . . . sigh . . . life couldn't get much better.

"Sure, babe. That sounds perfect."

"It really does, doesn't it?"

"Uh huh" Demi said smiling as she rested her head on Santana's chest. She closed her eyes, being lulled to sleep by the beating of San's strong yet gentle and loving heart. She felt the Latina's arms wrap around her, securing her in an embrace that made Demi feel safe and loved.

Sleep overcame both of them shortly thereafter.

The obnoxious sound of an incoming text woke Santana. Still groggy and not wanting to open her eyes, she felt around her bedside table for her phone hoping to get to it before she got another notification of an unchecked message. After what felt like forever, she found it and brought it to her face. Amazingly, Demi was still sleeping soundly as the Latina cracked one eye open to see who the text was from. Seeing Quinn's name, Santana rolled the one eye that was open and groaned. She swiped the message to be able to view the full text.

Q: So, I won the bet didn't I? LOL. Can't wait 2 collect my wish. When u stop fing ur girl, text me. Rach and I r hungry. Betcha u and Demi could use some nourishment. ;-)

Santana had to pause a moment to get the gears moving in her head for a snarky reply:

S: Har har. I feel certain that we burned more calories last night and this AM than u and Hobbit have n ur entire lives. Breakfast sounds good. We r n bed. Knock b4 u bring it n.

Q: Yeah, right . . . in ur *wet* dreams. Text me when ur up. Xo

S: K xo

Santana put her phone on silent to avoid any other interruptions and placed it back on her bedside table. Then, she nuzzled back in with her girl.

Demi sleepily asked, "Who was that?"

Santana kissed Demi's lips and whispered, "Nobody, baby. Go back to sleep."

"Mmmm kay"

It wasn't long before the two were asleep again. It was obvious with their connection and their chemistry that they were going to need all the sleep they could get.