Chapter 10

House approached Cameron's door with caution, slowly pushing it open and entering what appeared to be an empty bedroom. Before he could close the door, it was nudged shut from the person standing on the other side, near her closet. Cameron slowly walked toward House, stopping when he put his hands on her shoulders.

"If you're planning on punishing me more today, please don't. I think I've been punished enough," he mumbled gently.

"I was planning nothing of the sort."

"Then why did you get so mad down there?"

"Who says I was mad?" She smiled gently at him. "Ya know, it could have been a tactic to get you right where I want you."

"Did it work?"

"You're here, aren't you?"

"Mm-hmm." His hands moved lower, going around her and now holding onto her waist. "And is this where you wanted me?"

"It'll do for a start." She moved closer until her abdomen was pressed against his boxer/briefs, as he had not dressed yet from the night before when she bandaged his leg. "Do you remember when I said I woke up with a huge appetite?"

He stared down at her as she reached behind him and squeezed his bottom, pulling it closer to her as she started to rub up against him. "Yeah–for bacon."

"Oh, I was hungry for bacon. But, I was starving for something else."

She dropped to her knees in front of him, her hands grasping onto his thighs for support as she moved forward and gently kissed his length that immediately began to grow as soon as she approached him. She continued to kiss it, nip at it, through the cloth as he swayed slightly, then widened his stance for better balance.

"Never let it be said that I ever let you go hungry," House murmured as he placed one hand on the back of her head, lacing his fingers through her hair, and he pressed his boxer/briefs down over his throbbing member with his other hand.

She reached up to help him and pulled them over his hips until she could get the access she wanted, noting that he was a little anxious as he pulled her head closer to him. But she was anxious as well, and she immediately grabbed the base of his member and moved with him until she had as much of him inside of her mouth as she could accommodate. Her lips and tongue pulled him in, then allowed him to come back out where she would alternate between running her tongue around and sucking its head, and taking the whole length back into her mouth.

"Jesus. . .fucking. . .Christ. . .Cameron!" He moaned as both hands were in her hair now.

She continued her sweet agony with him, allowing him to move his hips in a rhythm that complimented hers, but didn't overpower her. His groaning was coming more frequently and she could feel him tensing up. What she suspected was going to end in his climax was interrupted as he pulled away from her. He grabbed her under the arms and lifted her onto her feet, moving to the bed so fast she hardly realized she was heading there until she was lying flat on her back.

"Greg! What are you doing?" She asked as he dragged her feet until she was lying cross-wise on the bed. In an instant, he had her panties removed and he moved to the side of the bed where her head lay. He looked down at her, seeing her face upside-down as he bent and kissed her lips, then moved his tongue down to her throat and on to her breast. He took her nipple into his mouth, savoring it's pertness, but moved on quickly to her stomach, pressing warm, moist kisses to her navel. In his eagerness, he nearly fell onto the bed next to her as he moved until his kisses were warming her inner thighs. "Ohhhh, Greg."

"Sweet Jesus, girl! Am I ever going to get enough of you?"

House put his arms around her waist and rolled onto his back, pulling her over on top of him and giving her the option of whether she wanted to continue her administrations as before. She did. He only had time to run his tongue along the length of her folds and nip slightly at her hardened nub before her thighs began to quiver and she returned to her duties with a vengeance. He moved his tongue up again and pressed it deep within her very core and he could feel her intensity as she became more and more excited. She took every bit of him into her mouth that she could and what she couldn't, due to his size, she massaged and squeezed with her hand. As he teased her, he could feel her getting closer and closer, recognizing signs he had come to know over the past three months. He, himself, felt as if he were going to explode, but he wanted to hold off until he was sure she had found her bliss. But it wasn't to be as she manipulated him with a technique that surpassed anyone he had ever been with in his life, and he spilled his seed, his climactic ending so close to hers. Suddenly, he pressed his two fingers deep inside her as he mouth moved over her clit, sucking and flicking his tongue almost as quickly as her thighs were fluttering. He could hear and feel her quickened breaths as she lay her face against his thigh and when she screamed out, muffling the noise against his leg, he was glad that he had, indeed finished first. She was climaxing so hard he was afraid if he had still been inside her, she might have done substantial damage to him.

They were both breathing very heavily and after a moment Cameron slowly moved off of House, turning around and dropping a kiss on his stomach before crawling across the bed and laying her head on his chest.

"What did you call that?" Cameron asked, still a bit breathless.

"Last I heard, they called it a sixty-nine." He put his arms around her and kissed the top of her head.

"I know what it's called. I meant, it was so. . .so. . .explosive!"

"Are you saying I never managed to get you excited before?"

"Yeah, right," she chuckled as she looked up at him. "But this time. . .I don't know. . .do you think, maybe, that it's the hormones?"

"Well, I must say, you outdid yourself with your enthusiasm today." He pulled her on top of him again, allowing her to spread her legs around his stomach as she rested her chin on her hands that were crossed at the top of his chest.

"I don't think I was this horny when I was pregnant with Tony. But then I didn't have access to you like I do now."

"Oh, so that's it. I'm just your boy-toy while your hormones are dancing around in your head."

"Do you mind?" She laughed at him. "Being my boy-toy?"

"Not as long as you'll be my sex slave."

"Sounds like a deal to me. As long as I can play with my toy whenever I want to."

House smirked as he rolled with her until he was on top of her and his mouth came down on hers, stroking her tongue with his in a manner that told her that her "boy-toy" was ready to come out and play again.