Part 37
Lisa was laying back in House's bed, legs bent and spread wide.
He was touching her, fingers gently caressing her sex as he applied a lubricant. It wasn't needed, except that he was worried about her being uncomfortable. She'd blushed when he'd told her expose herself as she was right now, but he'd just smiled at her.
"Don't get shy on me now, Party Girl," he'd said and she'd heard the challenge in it.
She couldn't resist clashing with him. It was so invigorating and it banished what little embarrassment she'd felt. His eyes had widened when she'd not only done as he'd asked but did it in as flagrant a way as possible.
"Jesus." It'd been a soft exclamation under his breath.
"I thought you were an atheist," she'd responded and earned a bright grin of obvious delight. Then he'd proceeded to fondle her gently, readying her for him again.
When she began moaning, he altered what he was doing. "You're going to like this," he said and she felt his fingers sliding deep and … curling.
"Oh," she gasped and felt her legs rise on their own, further exposing herself as another new sensation left her breathless. She saw wonder overtake House's features as he continued what he was doing.
"What?" she panted in question.
"G-spot," he said almost absently as he turned his head to kiss her knee.
He laid his other hand on her lower belly and continued to caress her inside. The feeling was amazing. She was all but panting at just that. She took turns staring up at the ceiling and biting her lip to contain the building excitement, and looking at him. He was intently watching where his fingers were working her. He was just as excited as she was, she realized.
Then his other hand was sliding lower, to rest at the top of her sex, his thumb finding the rising button there. He caressed it once, twice, three times and she was coming with in a blinding rush of bliss.
She wanted him inside her then and he was, moving up the bed and between her legs. She managed to open her eyes and see him align himself with her, and that he'd donned a condom. A part of her was disappointed in the latter but she didn't dwell on it, seeing that he was visibly trembling.
"It's okay," she told him, just as he'd told her repeatedly.
He looked up at her then pushed inside her. His hands reached for her then and she took hold of them, letting him pull her up into his lap to take the rest of him.
"New?" he asked when she met his gaze. They weren't quite eye-level but close.
She shook her head even as she smiled. "But better already."
He looked happy to hear that.
"It's about to get even better," he told her.
Oh, she knew that and told him so.
"That's my girl," he replied then kissed her and helped her ride him to orgasm again.