Author's Note: Thank you to everyone who has read and reviewed the story with an open mind. That is absolutely perfect for me!

I must warn you for future sake that the story is about to get a little controversial. Yeah, controversial for me? (How about that?) But stay tuned. I won't promise I won't make anyone too mad…heehee…

The chapter contains sexual content.

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"One, two, three, four…one, two, three, four….one, two, three, four…"

She could barely hear his counting through the screeching sounds of Sebastian Bach. Dave said that hair metal bands always got him pumped up yet when Rae replaced one of his CDs with "Pour Some Sugar On Me," Dave was less than enthused.

But Rae was more surprised she could concentrate on the program books rather than whatever power ballad Dave was listening to at the moment. She wasn't sure what ab exercises Dave was doing nor did she particularly care for the moment. All Rae knew that there was no way he could perfect his already perfect body more.

Finally lifting herself from the couch to get some ice cream, Rae found solace in her small bucket of Cherry Garcia. She worked out, too, but that was more like whenever the mood suited her. And watching Dave sweating, huffing and puffing was making Rae break a sweat anyways.

What she didn't love was Dave's choice in workout music. A lover of many different music genres, Rae could only tolerate so much heavy metal blasting in her stereo system. She was about to leave the living room when Dave caught her eye.

Dave stopped doing crunches and began doing push-ups. He can do as many as 100 in one sitting and considered push-ups as the ultimate workout if there wasn't a gym around. Rae just loved seeing Dave rising up and down on the floor.

His deliciously bronze skin was glistened with small beads of sweat. His brown eyes were intense and focused. And the fact that he occasionally let out some groans and grunts made Rae more attentive to Dave's workout regime than she normally would be. And that was making her something kind of aroused.

"Can I switch to something else, David?" Rae asked.

Dave huffed through his push-ups more, too busy concentrating on his form than music choice. "Not country." Was his only response.

Oh, it won't be country, Rae smiled as she put on a CD. It was Aaliyah's "Rock the Boat." The song had significance to the couple as it was the song that signified the change of direction in their relationship. The song was playing one night at Noize as Dave watched Rae dance with another patron. Yet, Rae couldn't care less about the guy she was dancing with as Dave had her sole attention.

Dave stopped mid push-up once he realized what Rae was doing. She had no intention of letting him finish his workout in the nice, quiet calm he had. Normally, he would stop whatever he was doing and get started to making Rae's throat coarse.

But he was in the middle of a good workout and he wanted to finish. And the more he concentrated on his push-up technique the better distraction it was from Rae taking off her clothing in front of him. He quickly started to work out again.

"Da-vid…" Rae called out.

"Rachel…" He warned.

Rae stripped her clothing and stood in front of Dave bare naked. She began to sway her body left and right to the hypnotic rhythm. "Da-vid…" she moaned.

Dave concentrated on the wall that was nearby. It was his only deflection from seeing what Rae was doing. Rae walked over to Dave and laid beside him on her back. She arched her back off the floor as she kept gyrating and looking at him. She lowered her fingers to her core and began playing with herself.

"Stroke it for me, stroke it for me…" Rae mouthed.

Dave was too focused on Rae's masturbation tease that he lost his grip on the carpet and fell flat on his face. "Ow."

Rae stopped dancing and faced her boyfriend. "Are you okay?" She smiled. She knew what she was doing and the fact that she could corrupt Dave's concentration made her incredibly happy.

Dave was less amused as he checked his nose to see if he was bleeding. He turned to his girlfriend. "I ate carpet, Rae."

She smiled. "I thought you like doing that."

"Cute." He said as he adjusted his position on the floor. He then trailed his fingers down to Rae's bare core. "You thought I what?"

Rae felt the urge to close her legs but Dave nudged them back open. "Dave…."

"Shh…." He then let his fingers massage her heated desire.

Arching off the most uncomfortable floor, Rae once again let Dave pleasure her body to his liking. She could never decide if it was his shaft or his tongue that she favored, but his fingers were just as equally pleasurable. Just when she was about to climax, Dave would change tempo to something wonderfully unexpected.

"Mmm…I love how wet you get for me." He moaned as his tongue tickled her earlobe.

"Fuck, Dave…" She breathed

Dave worked his fingers over Rae's nub just a little faster. Just as he was ready for her to climax and give her own intense workout, his cell phone rang. And with the specialized ring-tone he had for this particular person, Dave didn't have a choice in whether or not he wanted to get it.

Reaching over to retrieve the phone, he bounced his concentration from Rae's moisture to speaking with his daughter. "Yeah, just come right over. We're here." He looked over at his girlfriend. "You want to speak to Rae?"

Rae knew what Dave was doing. He had a twisted game of getting her off when either one was on the phone with another person. He especially loved to do that to her when she was on the phone with her mother. "No, I'm not here! I'm not here!" She mouthed.

"Oh yeah, she's right here. Just a sec." Dave then handed the phone to Rae. "It's Elani."

Rae hastily grabbed the phone from Dave as he stopped playing with her clit. He got up and headed to the bathroom while Rae tried to catch her breath. "Yes?" She breathed.

"So when are you and Dad getting married?" Elani asked.

Rae almost dropped her phone upon hearing the question from Dave's oldest daughter. Elani Bautista was very smart for her 16 years—maybe a little too smart for Rae's taste. "I'm sorry?"

"I'm just wondering. Anyways, are we still doing movie night tonight? We bought snacks."

"Yeah, sure. Come on over." Rae then hung up the phone. She totally forgot all about movie night until the haste realization. But Rae wasn't about to cancel. Movie night was too significant.

Rae hadn't spent hardly any time with Dave's daughters due to her new travel schedule. She also wanted to give her relationship with Dave some time to adjust before any formal introductions were made. It was one thing if the girls knew her as Rae—Dad's best friend. It was another thing if the girls knew her as Rae—Dad's new girlfriend.

Hurrying up to get showered, Rae thought about making a good "first impression." She needed to get the apartment straightened up before the girls came over. And she definitely needed to get rid of the faint sex smell.