Chapter 4: Let Me Touch You

House's heart was pounding out of his t-shirt covered chest, if that kiss was any indication of what was to come over the next 12 hours, then these were going to be a few very interesting and thoroughly satisfying hours.

Gently she traced his bottom-lip with her warm, moist tongue asking for entrance, which he willingly gave, enjoying the feel of her tongue delicate, probing and challenging his.

His right hand moved up her exposed back, in a slight, feather-like touch, making goosebumps break wherever he'd touched, until it reached the back of her neck, his fingers lacing through her hazel-nut curls and gently encouraging her to continue the onslaught on his mouth; while his left played with the waistband of her thong, teasing her.

Just as she deepened their kiss, she removed her hands from his air and grabbed both his wrists, pulling them away from her; "…no touching unless I say so…" she mumbled breathlessly as she pulled back from his lips, both of them panting.

He frowned; "…I'm not the submissive kind…" he argued quietly, moving his hands to touch her, her smaller ones still glued to his wrists, as his mouth moved forward to kiss her again.

Just as their lips were about to meet, she pulled back; as she moved to nip at his earlobe; "…last thing I'd want would be for you to be submissive…I just want to take my time…" she whispered huskily on his ear; her body moving closer to his, as her hips settled against his, making him groan and stop pushing his hands forward, as he felt her moist centre press against his straining erection.

Taking advantaged of the momentary show of weakness, she moved his arms around his back, until his closed fists touched, on his lower-back and so her upper-body was flush against his; her hard nipples crushed against his chest, making his breath catch and his hips buck involuntarily against hers, making them both moan in pleasure.

"I'm twice your size, if I want --"her lips crashed against his in a silencing kiss.

"If you want to…" she said moving to kiss a path down his scruffy chin "…but…you…don't…" she mumbled between kisses making her way to his throat and wrapping her lips around his Adams apple suckling on it tentatively, making him grunt "…do you?" she asked pulling back and looking into his desire darkened eyes.

He shook his head, smirking devilishly; "…fine…" he resigned and as a reward she resumed her torture on his throat.

Releasing her hold on his wrists her hands moved the grip the hem of his shirt and pushed it up and over his head throwing it behind her, her hands roaming into his hair, tilting his head to the left to give her better access to all the right spots, while House rolled his hips up and against hers, both moaning and groaning as pleasure surged through them.

As she nipped and suckled on his neck and shoulders, her hands roamed lightly down his chest, over his nipples, making them hard at the enticing touch and down, tracing the waistband of his jeans and undoing his belt and then teasingly roaming back up his chest, scrapping her nails as she did so, enjoying the goose bumps breaking all over his chest.

Soon her mouth began to move down, tracing his clavicles and sucking on the hollow spot between them, before taking his right nipple in her mouth and circling it with her tongue, making him hiss; her right hand moving to grip his left shoulder, as her left one made quick work of his button fly and tugged it out of the way, before unbuttoning the front of his boxers and slipping her hand inside wrapping her small hand around his swollen length and pulling it out swiftly.

Her mouth moved to kiss up his right shoulder and neck, as her left hand moved teasingly up and down his length, until her mouth reached his ear and she took the swollen lobe into her mouth, while pushing her panties aside and guiding him into her eager wet core slowly, causing his breath to catch; "What happened to not rushing…" he breathed out, as he stopped being able to resist the urge to touch her and his hands moved to her hips, attempting to make her move. The feel of being bare inside her welcoming warmth, something he hadn't felt in a very long time, making him want to lose himself in her.

"…we only have 12 hours…" she panted out, taking his hands and dropping them onto the bed, as she adjusted her body to allow him to go in as deep as possible, until their hips rested against each others and they gasped together.

Cameron gasped at the feeling of having him buried deep within her, it didn't even begin to compare to what she had imagined it would feel like; House gasped at the way she felt around him, tight and warm, so much better than what he ever thought she would feel like.

"I want to touch you…" he found the words escaping him.

And so she slid her right hand from his right shoulder and laced her fingers through his hair, as her lips captured his in a searing kiss; her other hand held his shoulder like a vice, while she rocked her lithe frame above him, in a steady and gratifying rhythm.

"…humm…" he groaned into her mouth, making her pull back and look at his face, her own showing traces of concern and her eyes questioning his, as her hips stilled "…I wanna touch you…" he whined childishly, his breath shallow and laboured; she sighed exasperatedly and rested her forehead against his "…pretty please…" he mumbled, his hands hovering over her hips, while he took his bottom-lip between his teeth and waited for an answer.

She grinned, knowing she had him right where she wanted him, taking his hands in hers and moving them to her calves, making him grin in expectation; "…hum…maybe later…" she said trapping his hands under her shins, bringing hers to grip his shoulders and returning her hips to their torturous rhythm.

House groaned in frustration, but his protests were ignored as she pushed him to lie on his back, her hands flattening against his chest for leverage, her hips now moving quickly and purposefully, the beginnings of an amazing orgasm rushing through both of them.

Soon the sound of their cries were the only sounds in the room, as Cameron rocked her body involuntarily on top of him, making the best out of it.

House was in cloud nine, the way her walls tightened around him made him want shout and the fact that his hands were still stuck under her shins was driving him insane; it didn't take long for him to join her, her tightening walls draining him out completely in the most amazing way.

"…hmmmm…" she hummed as she collapsed on the bed next to him, her breath shallow, every intake of air burning its way into her lungs.

"…hmmmm…is that good or bad?" he asked after he managed to regain his breath.

She chuckled softly and sighed contently; "…its okay…" she said, knowing that would tick him off.

"It's your fault…it could have been a lot better if my hands hadn't been trapped…" he panted to the ceiling and Cameron chuckled "…okay…" he mumbled questioningly and with a hint of doubt in his tone as he rearranged himself.

"What do you mean okay…that was damn good…" he snapped turning on his side to face her.

Cameron laughed, which only made House angrier; "You're laughing…" he snapped even more "…you're really laughing…" he stated stupidly, watching as she held her hands to her stomach, while waves of the most heart-felt laughter he'd ever seen her release escaped her.

"…I'm sorry…" she said breathless "…I'm so sorry…" she repeated.

"Why are you laughing?" he asked really starting to get worried, his tone soft and yet inquisitive.

Settling down, she snaked her arms around his neck and pulled him over her, so half his body weighted laid on her right side, as she kissed him deeply.

"Okay…" he mumbled pulling back "…so we have sex, you say it was okay and then you laugh…like I've never seen you laugh before…" he said seriously "…and then you kiss me…" he mumbled pressing his lips gently to hers and finally flattening his right hand over her taught stomach, enjoying the way her silky skin felt under his callous hand.

She smiled and nodded; "I'm sorry…it's just…" she stopped and took a deep breath "…it was so much better than okay…it was…" she kissed him "…it was fantastic…" she said looking deep into his eyes.

He nodded, feeling the truth had been restored; "…better…much…better…" he said between kisses to her delicate neck "…it still would have been better if my hands hadn't been trapped…" he said resting on top of her fully and gently massaging her scalp.

"Wow…" she let out, feeling his semi-hard length rub against her upper-left thigh "…I didn't know it was humanly possible for it to take so little time to…" her voice trailed off.

He chuckled into her neck; "…I told I wanted to touch you…" he said pulling back and looking deep into her eyes, his right hand running down her left side until it reached the back of her left knee and he pulled it up and around his hip; "…and that laugh was…" he bit his lower-lip "…you should do that more often…" he mumbled before he moved to kiss her once again.

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