What If I Do?

Chapter 16: One Exception To Every Rule

"Basement. Taylor keeps his drums down there. It's mainly storage," I replied as I handed him one of the beers. Dave then walked out of the kitchen and as I walked out I saw him walk into my art studio. When I got to the door of the room, Dave was looking at a painting I did after Kurt passed away.

"You've gotten better over the years. Looks like him," Dave said as he looked back at me.

"It's how I processed it. I wasn't going to keep it but I decided not to throw it out. Means too much to me. It's the first thing I painted just to paint after he passed away," I said back. Dave eventually moved on to a stack of canvas's leaning against the wall. He leaned one against his leg to look at the next one then leaned that one against the first one as I joined him. I saw his face as I came up beside him and then looked at the painting he was looking at. Dave pulled it out and walked over to the empty easel and put the painting on it.

"When did you do this?" he asked as he stared at himself.

"After I moved here. It was just after I met Taylor actually," I replied.

"Why did you paint it?"

"I don't know. I woke up crying one night after a bad dream and I just picked up a paint brush and that's what I had when the sun came up," I replied and looked down at my feet.

Dave moved over to me and lifted my face so we were looking at each other again. Dave leaned in and this time I didn't bother trying to stop him. When our lips touched, all the feelings came rushing back. I put my arms around his neck as he pulled me in closer. My lips parted and within seconds his tongue was in my mouth, dancing with mine. We started moving backwards and I almost fell over. We stopped making out and Dave picked me up and took me to my room. Once my door was closed, Dave and I were back at each other. Dave had moved to my neck when my level head surfaced.

"Wait," I said breathlessly.

"Right sorry. I forgot," Dave said back as he sat beside me.

"No not that. I want that even if it's just one night. You're married though. That's what's wrong," I responded with as I looked over at him.

"Britt I'm in the ends of a divorce. I'm not going to change my mind about that. Now what do you mean by you want it even if it's only one night? I can wait for you. I know what the reward is and it's worth it," Dave said with a smile. I kissed his cheek and smiled at him.

"I think you can be the one exception to the rule for one night. I mean you've already seen everything," I said as I stood up. I undid my jeans and slowly took them off

"Britt you don't need to do that," Dave said as he leaned back on his hands. I smirked at him as I walked past him and sat down by my pillows again.

"I know but I think that we both want it to happen and you're just trying to be a good guy and hold off as long as possible," I replied as he turned to face me.

"I want to at least say I put up a fighting chance. I also remember that waiting was half the fun," Dave said as I put my knees up and hugged them to my chest.

"You can tell everyone I seduced you if that's what you want," I said seductively as I let go of my legs.

I opened them slightly and moved my hands lightly down my thighs to my knees as Dave watched. I opened my legs a little more and moved one of my hands back up my thigh slowly. Dave moved up on the bed and opened my legs more. I looked up at him as he ran his own hands over my thighs. Dave grabbed just below my knee and pulled me so I was laying on my back. I laughed and screamed playfully before Dave leaned down and kissed me again.

"Just one night then we'll wait right?" Dave asked in between kisses as he moved down and across my neck.

"Just one night," I said back.

Dave got up on his knees and took off his shirt. He got back on top and started kissing my neck again. I moved a hand to the back of his head as he started sucking a spot on my neck. Once he was done, and had most likely given me a hickey, he got back up and took off my t shirt. Dave looked down at me and ran his hands all over my body. He ran his fingers over a scar I had on my side that I had gotten from a surfing accident when I was still learning. Dave bent down and kissed it softly. Dave then got off the bed and took his pants off before getting back on the bed and taking my panties off. He kissed just above my spot which caused me to squirm. When he flicked his tongue over my clit, I gasped in pleasure. There was one thing that no one could do as good as Dave and this was it. Dave slid a finger inside me as he went between sucking on my clit and flicking his tongue over it. He continued until I screamed out his name. He kissed his way back up to my lips and I gave him a deep passionate kiss. Dave took his boxers off, put on a condom and got back on top of me. He looked into my eyes and smiled sweetly before leaning down to kiss me. Dave slid into me as we kissed which caused me to moan into the kiss. We started off slow and gentle before going fast and hard. Dave slowed down as we both got close to finishing. When we were done, Dave got out of the bed and went to the bathroom. I sat up in bed, covered myself with a sheet and lit a smoke. When Dave came back, he got back into bed and lit a smoke as well.

"How did you get that scar?" he asked.

"I was learning to surf. I fell and one of the fins cut me. Nice tattoo by the way," I replied as I reached over for the ashtray and put it between us.

"Another stupid mistake. I'm going to get it covered soon. If I ask you something do you promise not to get mad?"

"Ask whatever you want. You can't get mad if you don't like the answers though," I replied. Dave looked nervous and I tried to rack my brain as to what he may possibly ask.

"How many others have uh you know, gone all the way with you?" Dave asked quickly.

"Two. Taylor and Wiley," I replied.

"Taylor?! As in your room mate and the drummer in my band Taylor?" Dave asked.

"Ya. I dated Wiley but Taylor was a drunken thing that just happened," I replied.

"When?"

"It was before finals. I was stressed and freaking out so Taylor took me out for drinks. One thing led to another and when we got home that night, I kissed him and we ended up doing it," I replied.

"That was it? A drunken one time thing?" Dave asked.

"Yes. He's like my best friend and I wouldn't have survived our break up if it wasn't for him. Please don't be mad. You're the one whose with me now. I don't want him or anyone else right now. Please smile damn it," I said. I was now straddling him and squishing his cheeks together to try and make him laugh.

"Nothing's going on between you two now right? I just want to make sure," Dave said as I dropped my hands from his face.

"He's in his room making my best friend scream her head off. There is nothing going on. He doesn't even have the right hair color," I replied which caused Dave to laugh. I missed that laugh. He put a hand on the back of my head and pulled me to him for a kiss.

"Good because I don't like sharing," Dave said in between kisses. We spent the rest of the night and most of the next day just talking, catching up and kissing which would always lead to another round.