Cuddy was fumbling between a tight white Coco Channel dress over a red Dolce & Gabbana that snug her curves nicely. She eyed them both carefully and opted for hanging the Channel dress back on the closet rack and throwing the Dolce on the bed along with her red pumps.

Under her eagerness she couldn't seem to find the red lace panty that went with her red lace push up bra. She wanted to match and was making one hell of a mess in her underwear drawer. All in all she told herself that it would be coming off eventually so she settled for none at all. She decided it'd be best to wear the bra, throw more cleavage.

Checking herself out one last time she grinned at herself and quickly gabbed her keys and swift out the front door.

House was digging a hole in the wall with his eyes. He couldn't sleep. No, not after what had happened at the elevator. God, that woman was ravishing. A slight knocking was heard, draining him from his thoughts. He debated on opening the door, the effort he'd have to make to open it. He wasn't expecting anyone. Unless...

The door swooshed open, he looked down at her. And before he could say anything, before he could even think about saying something, her lips crashed against his. Her hand cupped his neck and her arm snaked around his shoulder, pulling him closer whilst pushing him back into his apartment. With a soft kick from her foot the door clicked closed.

Her tongue slipped confidently into his parted lips, influencing his to come out and play.

'I need you,' she said once she broke the kiss. He wasted no time into pulling her hips against the bulge in his trousers. Her lips pecked a soft trail on his neck as she pulled his shirt off and threw it carelessly on the floor.

She ran her hands up his chest and pushed him playfully, the back of his knees hit with an edge which he then found was his mattress once his bare back hit the soft fabrics. This woman wasn't even giving him time to think. One minute he's opening the door, the next he has Cuddy crawling on top of him.

He groaned as he felt her weight on his erection.

'You are overdressed,' he stated as he ran the tip of his fingers along her naked thigh, pushing the hem of her red dress higher.

She leaned down and pressed her lips against the end of his jaw line, whispering lustfully to his ear, 'then undress me.'

With much anticipation he did as he was told, lowering the small zipper, and pulling up the tight dress, not wanting her off his lap. He smirked, 'no panties, nice.'

With one quick spin he pushed her against the mattress and was laying on top of her, attacking her neck passionately. She tried to do the same, pushing his body to the side. It was a little hard but she managed, ' I'm going to be on top.'

'And let you have all the control? No way,' he attempted to roll her back but she didn't let him, 'you want to be on top? All right, you'll be on top.' Pushing his hips up and pulling hers he sat her on his stomach.

'House, what are you doing?'

'You'll see,' he answered with a smirk and pulled her further up. Her legs spread over him, fully exposed as his face laid between her legs. She felt his fingers brush up her thighs and his lips press against her inner thigh, teasing her, never touching her growing heat. She attempted to straddle him completely but he held her hips, not letting her do as she pleased.

'House...' she needed him, she didn't want him to tease her, never the less not let her have the dominant role.

He flicked his tongue over her clitoris, sending a wave of ecstasy over her body. Her hands gripped on the headboard due to the unexpected pleasure that rushed blood down to swell her. His lips narrowed over her aroused pleasure point, sucking lightly. Her increased moaning encouraged him to press his tongue against the flesh filling his mouth.

He lapped his tongue on her core and finished his lick with a flick on her clit. Getting her closer to the edge; her knuckles turning white from her grip on the headboard. He penetrated his tongue between her folds, one, twice...

'House... House... I need you... inside me "now",' she told him between breaths. Taken by surprise, he spun her, and pulled her between his hips. He attacked her neck and his lips trailed a pathway from her neck, though her collar bone, and to her left breast. Where he nipped and liked the creamy skin around her spiked nipple.

With her feet she pushed the infuriating thin fabrics on his hips down and guide his moth where she wanted it to be. He sucked on her nipple causing her back to arch and teased her sex by just letting the tip of his throbbing member separate her slick folds.

She bucked her hips, wanting to feel him fill her but he pushed them back against the satin sheets, 'patience, Cuddy.'

'Fuck patience!' she shouted.

He nibbled on her nipple and set his fists by her side, pushing his body from her, and smirked, 'tell me how bad you want me.'

'House, if you do not fuck me "right now" I "will" fire you.'

'Hm, that's not my name and I really didn't want to hear you wanting to fire me.'

'Hou – Greg! I want you to fuck me until I'm sore. That work for you?'

He moved his head from side to side as if thinking it all too well, 'mm, I think that works.'

And with that he circled his hips and entered her warmth. His thick cock separating her walls slowly, letting her feel every single inch enter one by one.

Her nails dug in his biceps and her chest crashed against his as he entered her. She wrapped her legs around him and pushed his hips whilst spreading her legs, giving him the little extra push he needed to fill her completely.

He circled his hips, causing his member to sneak half way out and then pounding it back in. Each time with much more force. As they fell in synchronized rhythm he kissed her lips tenderly.

Cuddy kissed him back but with much more passion and desire. He slid his tongue between her lips and as she was about to do the same with hers, he sucked on her tongue and devoured her moan as he did so.

His pelvis pushed up against her clit and sent shivers down her spine. She could feel her inner muscles clenching and short spams traveling every muscle in her body. Shouting his name in ecstasy as her walls tightened around him. She was so close. His cock brushed passed her g-spot with each thrust and she set her hips in a way that when he thrust again it would hit her, 'right there!'

Her core pulsed wildly around his cock and her nails scrapped down his toned back. The tightening sensations around him caused him to reach his inevitable edge. He grunt as he released deep inside her, his cock twitching as it was over and her name, Lisa, rolling off his tongue.