WARNING: this chapter is rated R+, almost MA for sexual content. Again, it is NOT meant to be trashy, but I just so envision the scene and couldn't leave out any detail.

I did notice I posted Chap 23 twice but I fixed it. Thanks, Dragon, for pointing that out.

Ok, for those that are thinking the timing is off…I'm having the ship take one day to get to the Bahamas, two days there then one day back. I think it's actually longer.

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

Later that night, Debra and Wilson were in their room by 9:00 p.m. because Debra was exhausted, mainly from lack of sleep and mainly because of her pregnancy. They were sitting on the bed in each other's arms watching t.v., which displayed different activities they could choose when they got to the Bahamas.

Wilson rolled over and Debra fussed at him, but he was back just a second later after grabbing something from inside the top drawer. Wilson stood up, helped Debra to sit up, got on his right knee and gently took her hand and brought it to him.

"Debra…marry me?"

Debra didn't hear all the words between her name and the last two words. He had asked her to marry him when they got on the island. She squealed, wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him passionately.

"Jimmy, I love you," she giggled.

Wilson took the ring and slipped it on her right ring finger. "Well?"

"You're not supposed to put the ring on my finger until after I say yes," she teased.

He looked at her disappointed in himself that he did it wrong, and after three proposals one would think he'd have it down pat by then.

"Oh, stop. I'm teasing. The 'I love you' was a yes, by the way."

"I love you, too!"

She suddenly inhaled deeply and grabbed her stomach. "Oh! I think he heard! He just kicked for the first time!" she said gleefully.

Wilson excitedly put his hand on her stomach and waited for him to kick again. When it didn't he said, "How do you know it's a boy?"

"I don't. Do you want to know?" Wilson asked.

"No, do you?" she asked, afraid he would.

"Nope. I'll be happy whether it's a boy or a…OH! There's one! How cool!"

HOUSE MD HOUSE MD HOUSE MD

House and Cameron were checking out the rest of the ship and when they saw the putt-putt course he couldn't contain himself.

"Come on!" he said as he grabbed her and pulled her toward the counter to get the clubs and ball. "If I win, I get to…" He whispered in her ear and she blushed then hit him on the forearm.

"I don't think so! There's no way!"

"Then you'll just have to win, won't you?"

"And what I want is…" She whispered in his ear and he smiled wickedly.

"Okay, that I can handle."

The two played a very competition game of golf and Cameron actually beat House by one put.

"Cheater!" House whined as they headed back to their rooms.

"Hey, I beat you fair and square," she said as they got on the elevator.

Another couple got on just as the doors almost closed. House and Cameron stood in the back giggling because they both knew what was in store for them when they got back to the room.

"I wonder what Chase and Foreman are doing," she said.

"Chase is probably getting as many names and phone numbers as he can so he can…"

"House! Stop it!" Cameron said, laughing. "Be nice, will ya?"

"Nope, don't wanna."

A few minutes later, Cameron just stepped out of the shower and wrapped the towel around her waist then combed through her hair.

"Will you get out here, woman!" House hollered impatiently.

She smiled and walked out, clicking off the light as she stepped into the room. House was smiling at her wickedly, sitting on his left side and his right knee bent up, his right arm resting on it. She walked to the end of the bed, threw off the towel and turned, heading for the balcony. House watched her the entire way.

She got to the balcony ledge and leaned over, showing off her perky, round ass cheeks. The moon was high in the sky to the front of the ship, and towards the back, many miles away, were flashes of lightning from a distant thunderstorm. House was by her side in two seconds flat, also leaning over the edge.

"Isn't it absolutely beautiful?" Cameron asked amazed.

"Nope."

"No? How can you say th…"

Once again, House shut her up by planting his warm lips on hers, tightening her upper lip between his and put his hand on her waist, pulling her to him. They kissed long, hard yet passionately. She turned to him and they held each other, still kissing. With the warm Atlantic's ocean breeze rushing past them with the speed of the ship, and the warmth of his kisses, a chill ran through her. House pulled her closer and put his hands on her lower back.

She pulled at the elastic waist of his shorts and pulled them down to his feet effortlessly. She cupped both of his ass cheeks in her hands and squeezed. House laughed softly in her mouth. Cameron pulled him toward the full length chaise lounges and he sat down, very ungracefully. He stretched his legs out and Cameron straddled him, sitting on his penis that was already hard and stiff. She slowly rode him, her back arched back and her breasts out for him to hold onto, which he alternated between his titties and her hips.

"Now, this is the kind of view I like," he said sheepishly before he lost his breath from her rotating her hips suddenly.

The chair groaned under the action but it didn't matter to either one of them. Cameron's breath grew harder and faster and she groaned quietly. Cameron leaned in and put her hands on his shoulders for leverage, and penetrated him even deeper. She kissed his neck, lightly licking his ear lobe until she felt his penis vibrant inside her.

That only sent her deeper into the heaven she was in and she rode him harder and faster, bucking as she sat back up and leaned back, placing her hands on his knees, making sure to be below his knees so as not to hurt his right thigh.

Her groans grew louder and deeper within her throat; she didn't care if others heard her. This was just such a moment she didn't want to lose. House's face contorted in ecstasy and he kept saying, "Shhhhh", but not to shut up, but more of a 'shyte.' He was going to come, and he didn't want her to stop riding him until she came, too.

When she finally did come, House bent his legs and held onto her during her orgasm, and he shot his load inside her. She collapsed on top of him as they both fought to catch their breath.

"Okay, we have a date every night during this cruise!" House said and they both laughed.