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Chapter 9

Saturday night came, House insisted he was taking the Corvette, while Wilson wanted to take his car in case House got drunk. If I have to go to this thing, at least I'm going in big style, was House's answer.
So now here was Wilson sitting at a table with his fellows from Diagnostics having a drink and discussing some game that was on TV last night.
House was about to say some witty remark when he saw her passing the hospital's door. He wanted to stop looking, his brain ordering him to look away, but he was paralyzed she was a vision. Noticing House's dumbstruck face Wilson followed his line if gaze.

"UAU!" Wilson said drawing the attention of everyone at the table. They all turn to see what was so interesting to capture the attention of the two friends.

Cameron was wearing a black silk dress with a deep v-neck cleavage, her hair was pinned up with only a few loose blond curls falling down and a silver pair of very high strappy heels. She was with an older guy probably some board member of her hospital House thought. He saw Cuddy approach them and as Cameron turned to greet her, House saw the back of her dress.
Just when he thought he was regaining some control over his body he sees as the two straps of her dress crossed over her bare back, it ended in a very deep cut over the small of her back. Her white creamy skin in contrast with the black silk. His breath caught in his throat. Showing off skin but remaining elegant, she was breathtaking.

After greeting Cuddy (which was weird since technically Cameron slept with House while they were still together) and few other people Cameron spotted the entire Diagnostic team plus Wilson sitting at a nearby table, and to her surprise they were all staring at her. She didn't know if it that was a good or bad sign. Too late to avoid them she excused herself and made her way to them with a smile on her lips.

Seeing Cameron heeding towards them Wilson got up to meet her.

"You look stunning! My jaw almost fell to the floor!"

"Thanks Wilson, you look very handsome too!" He smiled at her.

Chase was not happy, he's moving on and started to date again, but the last thing he needs is his ex-wife looking hotter than ever flaunted in front of him. Trying to keep his eyes on hers, and not let them wonder over her body he greets Cameron.

"Hey."

"Hey Chase."

Noticing Chase's discomfort and the weird moment Forman decides to cut in.

"So Cameron, I guess you're now one of the important connections Cuddy is always talking about!" He jokes.

"I guess so." She smiles back.

Cameron gives Taub and Thirteen a quick hi and turns to House nursing his scotch trying to be oblivious to her presence.

"House, I thought you didn't like this type of thing."

"Well what can I say? When you're popular everyone wants a piece of you."

"Right. Translating that Cuddy made you came." They had their eyes locked in an intense gaze that did not go unnoticed by the others. They could feel the tension in the air.

They were interrupted when the older man that came with Cameron approached them.

"Sorry to interrupt, Allison I want you to meet some people."

"Of course. Excuse me." She threw a smile in their direction and left.

House cringed at the use of her first name. Who did this guy thought he was?

During the evening House and Cameron's eyes kept drifting back to one another. They were trying to avoid it, but seemed unable to do so. Cameron was playing her part, talking to all the important people representing her own hospital.
House had enough of this, he had made his appearance known, he should want to go home and end the suffering, but he didn't want to. He wanted to see her and every time their gaze crossed he felt the desire grow. Damn woman and her dress!
In an attempt to distract himself he wondered to the bar ordering another scotch, Wilson soon followed him.

"Thought you'd be done by now."

"Just enjoying the open bar, but don't worry, I'm still good to drive!" House replied.

"She looks good tonight."

"Who Jimmy? Gotta say a name, otherwise I don't know who you're talking about. I'm smart but I can't read minds." House played dumb.

"Oh please! You're mouth fell open when you saw her. And you've been staring at her the whole night!" Wilson saw right through him.

House didn't like being in the end of this conversation, he took his cane and just turn his back to Wilson and made his way through all the people outside. He needed to get some air.
On his way his eyes caught Cameron's again, the feelings in their stare were many but one stood out the most, lust. She was feeling the same things he was, the ache for each other.
He saw her saying something to the group of people she was talking to and heading towards him feeling very secure of herself in the dress that fitted her like a second skin. She stood before him eyes locked together and neither said a word for a while, finally she broke the silence.

"I'll get my coat, you get the car." And she walked away.

Her voice was decisive, she knew what she was doing and House didn't need to be told twice. He liked this bold Cameron. When Cameron got outside House was already waiting in his car, he stretched his arm opening the door and she immediately got in. Wilson could get a ride for someone else cause tonight House wasn't going home.
The drive to her apartment was made in silence, both of them could feel the tension growing, the need for each other was the only thing on their minds.

As soon as Cameron closed her apartment door House pinned her against it in a hungry kiss, his cane falling to the wood floors so as her keys. His hands on her hips, hers around his neck, tongues tangled in each other, Cameron could already feel his arousal pressed against her body when she pushed him away. House gave her a confused look, wasn't this what she wanted?

"I should hate you." She said.

"But you don't."

"I don't."

A grin appeared on her lips, her eyes dark full of desire, slowly she closed the gap between them her hands on his chest feeling his rapid heartbeat, she removed his tux jacket and started working on his shirt buttons. When she was done with the shirt he shoved his tongue on her mouth making Cameron moan, the kiss was hard and demanding, she ran her hands under his white t-shirt needing to feel his skin under her palms. Playing with the hem she pushed it over his head forcing them to break the kiss.

They started working their way to the bedroom stumbling on the way as Cameron's hands started working on his belt and House resumed their kiss weaving one hand on her hair making the pins holding it together fall and release her blond curls.
Finally entering her bedroom his pants dropped to the floor, stepping out of them House began undoing her dress, he was just in his boxers and Cameron was still fully clothed and that wasn't right. Sliding the silky dress off her shoulders she was standing in front of him just in a pair of silk black panties, making him burn with desire. Once he reached for her she pushed him on the bed being careful about his leg and slowly crawled on the bed kneeling beside him.

House watched her movements fascinated by the image of this woman completely in control of him as she removed his boxers in a painful slow move freeing his erection. Cameron's eyes went an even darker shade at the site of him and she reached the hem of her panties and lowered them down her slender legs and straddled him. He made a move to help her remove her strappy heels but she stopped him.

"No time." Was all she whispered.

She surprised House when in one swift movement she lowered herself on him taking all of him inside her. The unexpected contact made him groan loudly, he looked at her face and was in awe. This was about a desperate need for each other. She stayed still for a few moments marveled at the feel of him inside her again, then she began to move creating a wonderful rhythm for both of them. He brought his hands up her stomach and on her breasts feeling the white smooth skin, earning a moan from her, she was too good for him.

The hunger was too much, they needed more. Once he regain some control House slid his hands to her hips and lowered her forcefully on him and she gasped at this. With this both of them were coming closer to their release, only a few more deep thrusts and they would climax. Still griping her hips he thrust upwards and started feeling her walls clamping around him, there would be finger marks on her hips in the morning.
When Cameron couldn't hold any longer, she felt one of the most intense orgasm ever.

"House!" She screamed.

This was his undoing, her face was pure bliss and he joined her screaming her name as well.

Cameron collapsed on top of him to exhausted to move any further. He caressed her sweaty back while both tried to slow down their breathing. When some of his strength returned he gently lifted her limp body and laid her next to him, he took off her forgotten heels and pulled the covers over them. Both falling into a restful sleep.

I'm not sure if my english is ok in this chapter, but hey, at least it's readable

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