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A/N: **CITRUS ALERT** YAY! It's back! Too bad it's the final chapter!

Enjoy the conclusion of Touch Me!

Touch Me

Chapter Seven: Lights, Camera, Action!

Rachel looked at the clock on her nightstand, willing time to move a bit slower for the next few minutes. She had to prepare everything for their afternoon now, while she was alone. She didn't want to ruin the surprise if Finn walked in now and saw what she had planned.

He would be coming back from the pharmacy at any second, and she thanked her lucky stars that her quick thinking had allotted her the time she'd needed to prepare her room for their special day. It had been about two weeks since they'd gotten back together, but it had been impossible to schedule some genuine alone time for the two of them. Luckily, they had a whole Saturday afternoon to themselves in Rachel's house, and she knew this was their chance.

She had sent Finn out to buy a box of condoms. That had been her excuse to get him out of her house for a few minutes. Little did he know, that she had a few of them already hidden in her room; by-products of the sex talks in Health class. But he didn't need to know that.

She pulled out the small camcorder and her tripod, but she wasn't planning on making another MySpace video. She went into her closet and set up the recording devices, aiming the camera towards the bed. She closed the closet door enough that the view of the camera was obstructed, but it would still be able to pick up the video. She smiled to herself as she heard Finn letting himself back into her house. Pushing the little "record" button, she grinned at the genius idea she'd had.

Ever since they got back together a few weeks ago, they had been trying to fit in as many "lessons" as possible to prepare for today. It seemed like they could never get enough of each other; they found time in school, after glee, in the car, whenever and wherever they had the opportunity. She had become quite the exhibitionist, and really didn't mind all that much. Now that they were ready for the real thing, she wanted to make sure she would always remember it.

So she decided to film them making love. She thought it could be a present to Finn, seeing as he gave up his porn collection to save their relationship. If he didn't want to watch videos of other girls, maybe he would want to see videos of Rachel?

She jumped on to her bed and tried to calm her racing heart at the thought of filming their first time together. She didn't want to tell Finn about it, though. It had to be a surprise. When he came into her room, she adjusted herself on her bed, and prepared herself for the moment she would never forget for as long as she lived. She saw the blinking red light of her camcorder from her bed, and she knew she was getting all of this on tape.

Finn entered the bedroom and immediately pulled the box of condoms out of his jacket pocket. Giving Rachel an embarrassed look, she rubbed his back as he took off his coat and shoes.

"They had to do a price check on those things. I was mortified." Rachel winced. That was, like, every person's nightmare while buying condoms.

"Well, now we have them. And you know what that means."

Smiling coyly at her, he turned and climbed on top of her on the mattress, trapping her body under his in a human cage. "What does that mean?"

She felt the burning need blaze through her and she wrapped her arms around Finn's neck, bringing him down for a tender kiss. "It means I want you to touch me."

The look in his eyes left Rachel shaking in the intensity of his stare. He leaned down to kiss her softly, then lifted his body and hers up together so she was straddling his lap while they were both sitting up. He reached up and removed her cardigan and camisole in one fluid motion, leaving her topless. She reached over and removed his shirt as well, resisting the urge to drag her fingernails down the expanse of his muscular chest. He removed her bra, and leaned forward to catch one of her nipples in his mouth, sucking on the skin lightly. She threw her head back in ecstasy, and she reached down to unbutton his jeans.

She climbed off of his lap, giving him the space to remove his pants while she removed the rest of her clothing. When they were both naked, they held onto each other while they laid down on Rachel's bed and made themselves comfortable.

"So what's next?" Her voice was thick with lust and she could barely recognize it.

"I think maybe I should get off first. It might make it last longer." She nodded in understanding. He was still sensitive about his problem, and they both wanted this to be as enjoyable as possible.

"Okay." She reached over to kiss him as her hand trailed below his waist to grab onto his erection. She would never get tired of the thrill that ran through her body whenever she touched him. Knowing that she was giving him pleasure was one of the best feelings in the world. She moved her hand up and down the length of him and stared at his face to see his reaction. Every time he moaned or twitched in pleasure, she felt her own need building inside of her, waiting to burst.

Before he climaxed she bent over to take him into her mouth and avoid a mess on her clean bedsheets. She might be ready for sex, but she wasn't ready for messy sex. Besides, he always made the sexiest sounds when she took him into her mouth, and it served as a real self-esteem booster. She also kind of liked giving blow-jobs. In fact, she really liked giving Finn blow-jobs!

When she sat back up, Finn wasted no time in pulling her back down next to him and laying a smoldering kiss on her lips. She felt lightheaded, and melted into his embrace as he experienced the aftershocks of his orgasm. He held her for a few moments, stroking her hair and whispering "I love you" in stilted breaths. When she felt him grow hard again in her embrace, she knew it was time.

And she was ready.

Finn laid next to Rachel on her bed, already swimming in the intense emotions that came from the aftershocks of his orgasm. He knew what the next step was, and he was probably more nervous than Rachel was.

He knew the first time for girls was a big deal. He had heard once that it was supposed to hurt for girls when they were virgins. He would never be able to live with himself if he hurt her or ruined her first time. But with the way she was looking at him, and the way she felt in his arms, he couldn't stop himself from growing hard again. He knew she was ready, and so was he.

He reached over to the night-table, and grabbed the box of condoms. He braced himself on his knees while he slipped the latex onto him. It was a foreign feeling, but it was necessary. He had already once thought he was going to be a teenage father, and he would not go through that experience again!

Rachel laid on the bed, waiting for him to get ready. She looked excited and nervous, and when he climbed on top of her and balanced his weight on his hands and knees, her brilliantly shining smile was all the proof he'd needed to know that they were ready. This was actually happening.

He stroked her hair and looked deeply into her eyes, trying to project to her all the love he'd ever felt for the tiny brunette diva underneath him. "Are you ready?"

She nodded slowly, and reached up to give him a shy kiss. He felt her open up her legs underneath him, and he almost gasped when he could feel the warmth of her. Her voice was low, but clear. "Yes."

He pushed himself into her, and the feeling of her warmth around him left him seeing stars. A fierce feeling of affection and love washed over him, and he realized in that instant just what this moment meant for them.

At that instant, they were a part of the other. They were connected, body and soul. He was inside her and she surrounded him. Their love was a palpable thing, and he knew in that instant they they weren't having sex. They were making love.

And it was beautiful.

He searched Rachel's face, looking for any signs of pain or discomfort. All he saw was a smile as bright as the sun.

"Are you okay?" He couldn't disguise the worry in his voice, and she nodded her head. She moved her hips around in a motion that made the stars invade his vision once again. That had felt way too good.

"Yeah. I'm more than okay."

That was all he'd needed to hear.

He started to thrust inside of her, his hips moving to the beat of his body. His worries melted away when he heard Rachel's sighs of pleasure. He started to lose himself in the feeling of being inside of her, and he closed his eyes and let the emotions wash over him.

Unbeknown to Finn, a little camcorder was still recording their every move. It recorded every thrust of Finn's hips. It recorded every moan and sigh of pleasure to come from the young lovers mouths. It recorded Finn when he pulled out of her, and flipped them over so she would be on top. The camera caught Rachel as she was riding Finn with his hands on her hips, pulling her to the beat of his needs. The camera captured the moment when they both reached a blissful climax together, and when she collapsed on top of him, exhausted, yet, satisfied.

Finn held onto Rachel's limp body that was draped over his, breathing heavily. They basked in the afterglow of their lovemaking, and Finn knew in that moment that sex was nothing without love. He was glad they'd waited until they were in love to have sex. It'd made it so much more special.

All of a sudden, Rachel hopped off of him and walked over to her closet. It was so abrupt that he'd sat up, a bit offended. They needed to have after-sex cuddle time!

"Hey! Where are you going?" He practically pouted and Rachel gave him a coy smile. She went to her closet door and opened it up. Standing behind it was Rachel's tiny camcorder, the red light blinking away. He felt his jaw drop open in shock.

Had she been filming them??!!??

"Surprise! You told me that you gave up your porn collection, so I thought we could create our own videos instead! We can watch them together and you can keep them for when you miss me and stuff." She pressed the button on the little camera and the red light stopped blinking. He sat on the bed in shock of his girlfriend and her newfound penchant for exhibitionism.

He secretly loved it. And he could tell she did too.

Could she get any more amazing?

Even after their activities, he felt himself stirring again and burned with the same need as before. She stood there, waiting for his reaction to their home videos. He smiled widely, and reached for the box of condoms again.

"Turn the camera back on." He saw the light blinking again, and he caught her lips in a mind-blowing kiss when she pounced into his arms.

Lights, camera, action!

THE END

Salut mes amis!

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