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each of her lips.  She gasped but did not cry out.  He returned his fingers to her clit and rubbed persistently, demanding its response, and though she was quiet and still, her breathing accelerated and her pussy throbbed against him.  He knew she was nearing her moment.
    “Take over,” he growled, pulling his hand from between her sex, and rising up he readied himself for the finish line.
    Pulling his cock back, holding her hips in a vice like grip, he started to stroke.  Slowly at first, then a little faster, and faster, increasing his speed until he was pounding into her, listening to her cries of surprise and hunger.
    Her fingers were working furiously, but he was fucking her furiously and she dropped her hand down to support herself.  She surrendered to the feeling – the intensity of his cock that was feeling huge inside her.  She could feel the orgasm building, but it was different.  It was thicker, bigger, stronger....
    Oh my God.  I’m going to come with just his cock...
    Never, not once in her life, had she been able to achieve orgasm without her hand constantly stimulating her clit.
    “Scott, I’m…” she cried, but she couldn’t finish the sentence.  Her explosion rocketed through her body, a storm of fork lightening sparking through her.
    Meeting her climax with his own he unleashed his volcanic lava, shuddering with the violent discharge of his cream, holding himself inside her, grinding his teeth as his cock spasmed, until, in the fading moments, he listened to her wails wane and become soft whimpering moans. 
    His flaccid member slipped from her depths.  He felt slightly dizzy, and kneeling down he grabbed her, pulling her on to the carpet with him, then cradled her against his shoulder.
    “Bunny,” he said breathlessly. 
    She clung to him, unable to speak, almost in tears from the power of her orgasm.
    “Scotty,” she breathed.  “That was a first.”
    “What?” he asked, confused.
    “Coming like that – without playing with myself.”
    He squeezed her, not quite sure how to respond.  Finally he said –
    “I think we’re going to be having a lot of those.”
    “Orgasms like that?”
    “Oh, yes, I’m sure.  But I meant firsts.”
     
     
     

Chapter Seven
     
     
    It was morning.  Early morning.  Emily heard the shower and frowned. 
    Maybe I’m wrong.  Maybe it’s not early.  But it feels like I need more sleep...
    Forcing herself to blink her eyes open she glanced at the clock.  7:09. Why was he out of bed?  Why hadn’t he pressed urgently against her as he had done before?
    Closing her eyes she waited, knowing he would come and kiss her goodbye.  It was all so very interesting this change in their lives.  She wanted to blog about it but couldn’t because her blog was about things that weren’t actually happening to her.  Though – wow – last night.  She had screamed for him to smack her ass and he had.  It wasn’t the same thing as being spanked over his lap, but it was something.  The swat in the drugstore, that was something as well.
    So lost was she in her thoughts she missed the fact that the shower had stopped running, and she didn’t hear his footfalls as he approached her side of the bed.
    “Hey Bunny,” he leaning in to kiss her.
    His voice startled her, but when she opened her eyes and saw him so close to her face, she pulled her arms from under the covers and wrapped them around his neck.
    “Come back to bed,” she whispered.  “Please?”
    “No, I have to hit the waves and get to the shop.  You know that.”
    “The waves will be there tomorrow.  Can’t you skip just one morning?  Please?”
    “My little love bug.  Since when have you wanted me in the morning?  It’s only  – what – 7:15? You’ve got a whole 30 minutes left.”
    “But I don’t want to sleep.  I want you!”
    “You’re whining.”
    “I know, but I still want you.”
    “I’ll call you later.”
    His lips brushed hers and he was gone.
    She