She stood up; House slowly pushed himself up off the bed and stood in front of her. She raised her arms; he grabbed the bottom of her t-shirt and slowly slipped it over her head. She was smiling when he tossed it to the floor. She kicked her shoes off and kicked them towards the wall so they were out of the way. House smiled as he noticed she was wearing a yellow 'Joe Boxer' bra with a black winky face on the right boob. "Nice bra." He added as he reached one hand behind her unclasping it.

He smiled at the sight of her perfect, God made, breasts. He stared at her body, seeing at least four tattoos. On her right rib cage, she had. 'The Lord's Prayer', her left arm from her shoulder to her elbow she had the Virgin Mary praying, while holding a rosary. Which House took as her being Catholic. And her right forearm she had a tattoo of an acceleration lines (like you see on a heart monitor machine) it had a heart in the middle of it. On her left side from under her armpit to the tip of her beltline, she had black roses going down her side. With the words, written in 'Old English' font, it read. "Beauty Often Hides In The Shadows." she had burns on about twenty percent of the lower half of her body.

She broke his train of thought. "Were you looking at my tattoos?"

He shook his head. "Among other things." He grinned.

"I have more." She turned around; she slowly moved her long hair and set it on her shoulder. There was a tattoo which covered the vast majority of her back. It was a cross. In the horizontal part of the cross was a piano keyboard. Under that is an acoustic guitar; above the keyboard is the word. "Pasión."; which House knew meant. "Passion." though it was plainly obvious. The cross had music notes going in a zigzag matter around it.

He stared for a second. "Nice!"

Lucia turned back around and faced him; she reached her hands out rubbing his chest, which she thought had the perfect amount of hair. Rubbing down his stomach. She slid her finger into the beltline of his jeans and unbuttoned them, she slowly unzipped them not letting go of the sexual stare she had with House. His pants dropped to the floor. House gazed at her, as she scanned his entire body; He was trying to read her face as her eyes meet his scar. She looked up at him. "You're beautiful." She added in a soothing tone. She reached her arm around his neck and pulled him in. House could not believe it. Every woman, majority of those were hookers; which he had slept with since having the surgery that took out a chunk out of his leg, had been repulsed at the sight. She wasn't. He didn't understand it but he pushed the thought away as he began to kiss her back. He clasped the back of her neck, bringing her totally in. They fell to the bed, not letting go of this intense lip lock. Both needing a gasp of air but neither is willing to let go to retrieve it. House groped her left breast as he kissed and nibbled on the right side of her slender neck.

The sex was that truly mind-blowing, that explosive, were neither of them could take anymore. Lucia expected it to be good, he was older and had been around the block more than a time or two but she never expected this. He was truly all man, he knew how and when to touch her at exactly the perfect time, which made her go completely crazy and orgasmic. House thought that she was a real life fantasy, she was far more experienced than he thought she'd be, he loved the way her touch felt, her warm breath, and the way her thick; soft lips felt against his skin. She gave him everything he needed, she made him feel truly and undoubtedly wanted and more of a man than any woman has before. Lucia's laid there still awake, as House fell asleep. Her legs were still shaking, which made her smile to herself. She gets up and puts on her boy shorts, which are laying over the lamp on the night stand. She puts on House's dress shirt, leaving the buttons undone. She tip-toed to the living room, making a pot a coffee as she sits at the beautiful grand piano which lies in the corner of House's apartment. She begins to play. House wakes up a few minutes later to the sweet aroma of coffee, a slight headache and a song bouncing softly off the walls coming from his living room. He popped a few vicodin before following the sound.

House rubs the sleep and booze from his eyes. "That's great!"

Lucia smiles, as she sees House standing there, naked. "Oh, hey! I didn't hear you come down the hall. I didn't wake you, did I?"

House answers. "Yes! so rude!"

Lucia smiles. "Oh, shut up." she adds sarcastically, with a smile.

"I mean it though, it's great. Who's it from? I don't recognize the song." House gives a curious look.

"You wouldn't." Lucia smiles at him. "Because I wrote it."

House is surprised. "Really?"

"Yes. I absolutely love the piano; it's my one true thing. Well, other then cooking and animals of course." She laughs as she starts playing again.

"Of course." He responded, with a somewhat sarcastic tone.

Lucia continues. "When everything goes wrong and I feel like life is knocking me down for the three count, and I have no one to turn to, I go the piano. All I got to do is play and everything wrong slips away." smiles warmly. "But I don't have a grand piano like this. She sure is a beauty."

"So?" He asks, in a soft voice.

Lucia curiously asks. "What do you mean so?"

House sighs as he walks up behind her and kisses her temple. "I usually don't ask this; on the count of I am always incredible. B-" there's an awkward pause. "But I was drunk." He sat down beside her.

"I was tipsy." Lucia laughs softly, looking up at him. "You have nothing to worry about. If any of us was the one to worry about being inadequate, it was or dare I say is, surely me."

"Now that's completely false." House responded, making Lucia stop playing and smile. "You were just incredible." He grins, as he thought to himself that; that was the best sex that he had ever had, and that was saying something. He sat next to her on the piano stool as he asked. "Are you up for round two of?" He paused, looking for the perfect word.

"The words that come to my mind are." She paused, biting the top right corner of her lip. "Explosively, animalistic, I can travel around the world, twice. But it still wouldn't compare kind of sex." She added smiling. "Is that what you were searching for? 'Cause that's the best way I could put it" She asked, with a satisfying smirk.

House raised eyebrows and gave a devilishly sexy expression. "You just took the words right out of my mouth." He kissed her.

"Since that was indeed what you mean then yes. I am aching for it." She responded with a giggle.

She stood in front of him, running her fingers through his wavy hair. House slid his fingers up the sides of her thighs, slowly pulling down her boy shorts. She straddled over his naked lap, making sure not put any weight on his right. House ran his hands from the bottom of her ass going up; he slid his fingers under the shirt, and across her smooth caramel back. She shivered as he made her whole body turn into jell-o. She ran
her lips across his, not letting them kiss, just yet. He kissed her chin, down her neck, to her chest. He let his lips explore her exposed skin. When their lips finally meet again, both were breathing noticeably. Lucia pressed her lips against his, and she began making up and down motions. The whole experience was incredible. It was the slowest and sexiest moment either of them had ever known.

TBC...