Author's Note: Well, the other shoe has finally dropped. I'm sick. I've spent the last 4 days feeling like my brain's going to ooze out my nose and onto my pillow. But, the good news is that someone has nominated this fic in the 2010 Rock The House awards.
I don't know who did it but whoever you are out there, THANK YOU. I've always thought that T&R was pretty good but not award material. I guess I'm biased because I'm the writer. Anyway, here's the honeymoon for Wilson and Cuddy and then…it's time to meet Gregory.
The epilogue should be up by Tuesday at the latest and a new HOUSE fic from me is on the way. It'll be a part of my new FFN project (see my profile for details) and I'm excited.
Disclaimer: "Honestly, it's not mine!"
His lips were slowly devouring hers, the cool metal of his wedding band feeling like ice against her heated skin. Due to the pregnancy hormones coursing through her veins and the sheer bliss of finally being all his, Lisa was burning, needy and aching for him to fill her.
James' hand went to the nape of her neck, sliding down until he found the zipper of her dress. The gown fell away from her in a rush of fabric, leaving her in only a pair of black panties. They were simple yet sexy, practical for her condition.
Her own hands were not idle. Layer after layer of his clothes came off until he matched her state of undress. As one they hit the large bed, kissing deeply, lovingly. Lisa gasped as his lips closed around her nipple and arched as he suckled gently, sending shocks of pleasure straight to her core.
Squirming and whimpering, she came in a series of mini orgasms, her breasts even more sensitive than before. James loved to make her come like this, saying that it was sexy to see her so uninhibited. Lisa pulled his mouth back to hers and he moaned as her tongue plunged possessively into his mouth. Her hands also shucked off his boxers, flinging them across the room.
"Impatient, much?" he asked smugly.
"Don't make me sit on you." she threatened lightly.
James chuckled and turned her onto her side, spooning up behind her.
His cock was pulsing against her ass and she ground against it, delighting in his breathless gasp into her hair. She did it again and her panties got the same treatment of his boxers. Actually, they were hanging from the ceiling fan…
Oh, well. It wasn't like she was going to need them anyway.
Opening her legs, she moaned into the pillow as he slid deep into her, stretching and filling her so well. Gregory stirred and he froze, placing a tentative hand on her bump.
"Can…can he feel me?" he asked, obviously horrified at the idea.
"No, he can't. I checked with Paula after I kicked you out of the ultrasound."
"Is that why she was laughing at me?"
"No, honey. She was laughing at your tie. Fuck me. Now."
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His lady was a screamer.
He had known that for 18 months they had been together but to hear her cries as his wife was a near unbearable turn on.
Lisa was digging her nails into the back of his neck, urging him harder, faster…
"Baby, I don't want to hurt you." he groaned.
"You won't! Please, James, harder…" she whimpered.
Maneuvering her so that they were side by side, he met her crystalline gaze and was surprised at the peace he saw within them. In all his years of knowing her, she always had a barely hidden sadness in her gaze or aggravation (especially when House got up to his usual shenanigans) but this was new. Lisa was happy, truly happy and it was because of him.
She smiled at him serenely and kissed him slow and deep, resuming the serpentine movements of her hips. Remembering her demand, he brought a hand up to the headboard for leverage and gave her what she wanted.
Her squeal into his mouth made him smile and he could feel her body begin to vibrate in that telltale way. Trailing his free fingers down her body, he toyed with her throbbing nub, causing her to break the kiss in a loud, lusty scream of his name. He fell over the edge with her, moaning as his climax snaked through him.
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Hours later, Lisa watched him sleep, his face completely content and relaxed.
Her hand idly caressed her bump, knowing that it wouldn't be long until their son was with them.
Images of him in his crib, toddling behind her, and even in his first god awful tie made her smile, as did the sight of the sunrise.
It was a new day.
It was a new chapter in her life and Lisa was eager to get on with it.
Pressing a light kiss to her husband's brow, she curled up next to him and drifted into peaceful slumber, sated and content.