CHAPTER FIFTY FOUR

A/N:

Just a short chapter this time. Life is interfering again!

As they neared the family room, instead of going in, Lucy tried to drag Greg down the hall, intent on taking him upstairs. Greg stopped in his tracks and pulled her back. "Did you forget which room is the family room, Lucy?" She looked up at him, tugging his hand and trying to pull him along with her. "Don't be such a smart ass, Greg! I want to go upstairs!" "Oh, really?" Greg said with a lecherous grin. "What if I can't wait that long?"

Not being able to wait that long was actually close to the truth. At the successful end of a case, Greg was always pumped full of energy, almost as if he were high on something and needed an outlet for it.

This wasn't the first time he had come to Lucy like this since they began their relationship. Once this past summer, he had even come home drunk and woke her out of a sound sleep (He had told her cousin Tony a bit of a white lie. He often woke her out of a sound sleep, but it was at the risk of life and limb!). She giggled and purred through all of it, and he passed out with a smile on his face as he spooned Lucy with a limp and happy cock pressed up against her ass. The only repercussion he suffered was a small hangover in the morning. No yelling for coming home drunk and waking her up. He even got more when Lucy slipped in the shower with him after breakfast. She was a little wild thing that morning and knew what he wanted and needed.

Before he came to Princeton and met Lucy and the rest of her family, he would always go on a bender, occasionally with female company, Wilson (if they happened to be working in the same city), or both. The only purpose served by that was to was to let off steam and/or get laid. Greg still felt empty after he sobered up. He was looking for something that was just out of his reach, but he didn't know it was love. If someone had told him that's what he was looking for, he would have called them a moron or an idiot and told them there was no such thing.

His needs didn't change after meeting Lucy, but he somehow couldn't bring himself to go out, get drunk like he used to and come back to this house and face Lucy or her parents in that condition. Frank and Lina had accepted him as one of their own, as did the rest of the family, and he felt he would be letting them down in some way if he rolled in silly ass drunk.

A lot of the time, Greg's cases ended up being solved at night, so he would stop and have a few drinks on the way home, getting just a little buzzed, and have a few more when he got home. If he missed dinner, Lina always left a plate for him to warm up if he were hungry.

On the few occasions Lucy happened to be around, she would warm his dinner and have a couple of glasses of wine with him, giving him her undivided attention while he gave her all the details of the case, somehow knowing that what she was doing was fulfilling a need for him. Sometimes they went into the family room and talked until one or two in the morning. Although she was nowhere near drunk, the more wine Lucy drank, the more she giggled, and it was music to Greg's ears.

Those occasions made Greg feel better about himself in the morning, but the hole wasn't completely filled yet. Having lunch with her almost every day helped him, too. Lucy was surprisingly open about everything, but he still wasn't quite sure what his feelings were for her. But she was always there, and she made him feel less empty inside by just being there and being herself. It was something, so he rolled with it, unusual for a man who demanded instant answers to everything. She was even there for him through her little bought of depression after her last laparoscopy, and that might have been part of the reason he was able to help her through it. As upset as she was, she still made him feel on top of the world.

If it were really late when he got home, he would just watch some of his favorite porn tapes in his room after he made sure that Lucy was sound asleep. Even though she usually slept like the dead, he kept them on mute so she wouldn't hear anything and wonder what he was doing and come in his room to see what was going on. Not as satisfying as spending time with Lucy, but it served its purpose, which was to let off steam. More than once, he let his imagination go and fantasized Lucy was in bed with him. THAT was slightly more satisfying, but something was still missing.

Once he decided to come clean with Lucy and tell her he was in love with her, everything changed for him. Greg still got that high after he solved his case and needed an outlet for the excess energy, but once he and Lucy became intimate, he finally realized what he had been missing all these years he had been going out and getting drunk. Lucy had been slowly filling that empty place inside him and was truly happy for him. She believed in him. There was nothing fake about her interest, praises or compliments. Greg instinctively knew that she would have treated him the same way even if she wasn't going to be a doctor.

The reality of being truly loved made Greg realize why he had never been able to fully enjoy the reputation he had developed as a world-class diagnostician. There was never anyone around to be genuinely happy for him except maybe Wilson, and that didn't quite do it. Stacy never seemed to be happy for him either; she always seemed to be going through the motions, focusing more on being the girlfriend of an important man rather than the man himself.

Lucy was the missing piece to the puzzle that he was. Greg mentally kicked himself many times for not seeing that until their relationship took the next step and became physical. He knew he was a stubborn ass, but how could even he of all people have been so blind? That's why all the benders and girls over the years were never satisfying. Lucy's unconditional love for him filled the emptiness he felt. That this case was her first success in a way added to his excitement and general horniness! Eventually he would have thought of Polymyositis, but he couldn't remember ever solving a case in less than 48 hours! She raised the bar before she even started her residency.

Lucy looked Greg up and down, her eyes locking on the growing bulge in Greg's pants. "Oh, my goodness, Dr. House! What's wrong?" she said innocently as she pointed at him. "Can I help you with that? Do you need medical attention?"

"Lucy, I want you now, you know that! I don't want to wait!" Greg practically growled at her as he grabbed her hand and rubbed it against his growing erection, groaning with satisfaction at her touch and hoping she would unzip him on the spot and maybe he could take her against the wall first. No such luck.

Lucy giggled as she managed to loosen Greg's grip on her hand., and she was only able to do that because his mind had already wandered to what he wanted to do to her. "Only if you can catch me, Stretch!" she said as she turned quickly, completely taking him by surprise and started running up the stairs.

"Lucy, come back here!" Greg yelled as he tried to run after her. It was kind of hard running in the condition he was in! When he made it to the stairs, he saw Lucy's robe on the steps. "What the hell?" he said out loud as he picked it up. "Lucy!" he yelled at the top of his lungs. "What the hell are you doing?" "Nothing." came the innocent reply before he heard her giggle.

At the top of the stairs, he nearly tripped over her nightgown, which she had dropped in the middle of the hall, as if she were leaving trail of breadcrumbs for him to follow. Greg was startled. "Stripping?" he said to himself as he hurried to her room. "She never did this before! She always lets me undress her!"

He picked up her nightgown and hurried into her room. Lucy was standing in the middle of the room, naked, hands folded in front of her like an innocent school girl. Greg stopped where he was, his mouth hanging open while he admired the beautiful body he was about to ravish. "What took you so long?" she said in a deceptively innocent voice. Other than the fact that she was standing there naked, she looked as innocent as a baby! Damn, what a turn on walking into her room and see her standing there like that! Greg was ready to explode in his jeans, which were now almost painfully tight!

Lucy's nipples were already erect, and Greg was pretty sure she was already wet enough for him to do her right now, but he wouldn't do that. Pre-Princeton Greg would have, but that person didn't seem to be around anymore. From the very first time they were together, he always gave Lucy plenty of foreplay, drawing everything out until she couldn't take it anymore before he screwed her silly. That was something he had never done a lot of in the past, either.

He had a well-deserved reputation with the ladies even though he just did enough to get things rolling, not particularly caring if they were satisfied or not, yet they always wanted to come back for more than Greg wanted to give. Lucy slowly walked over to Greg as he took his shirt off and tossed it on the floor. He reached for her breasts, gently rubbing her nipples between his fingers.

Lucy closed her eyes and moaned softly while he massaged her breasts. He pulled her close and kissed her deeply, making her moan more. Her fingers fumbled momentarily as she tried to undo his belt. "I still think this works better if we're both naked." Lucy said in a ragged whisper as she quickly unzipped his jeans and pulled them and his boxers down. Junior sprang out in all his glory. "Oh, yeah. So big," Lucy whispered as she took Greg in her hand and gently stroked him. Her little strip tease and words inflamed his desires even more than they already were.

Greg let go of Lucy's breasts long enough to finish taking his clothes off and push her toward the bed. Lucy hadn't made the bed, but the covers were folded down and the pillows neatly arranged. "She planned on bringing me up here all along, the horny little monkey!" he chuckled to himself!

Greg lowered his lips to meet Lucy's as they wrapped their arms around each other. Lucy's mouth opened immediately, her tongue slipping quickly into Greg's mouth, kissing him hungrily. His hands lowered to cup Lucy's sweet little ass gently. She moaned again as she pressed herself against his hard on, and she slipped her hand between them and started stroking Greg again. He was having a hard time not blowing his load all over himself and Lucy's hand. Drops of cum were leaking from his cock at regular intervals. Lucy was rubbing them around with her thumb.

Lucy sat down on her bed and made him stand in front of her. She slowly took his cock in her mouth, licking & sucking her way up and down his shaft. Greg groaned with the effort not to come. "Lucy, stop." he muttered. Lucy opened her eyes and looked up at him, not willing to take his cock out of her mouth. "Baby, if you don't stop, I'm gonna come in your mouth." he said. Lucy nodded her head and kept sucking him.

"Lucy, I don't need a blow job now. I want to come inside you, baby. Stop now." Greg said as he pulled a reluctant Lucy to her feet and massaged her breasts again. It always made Greg chuckle because she liked giving him blow jobs so much, and how much she enjoyed him going down on her, especially when he was finger fucking her at the same time. He lowered his head and took one of her nipples in his mouth, causing Lucy to gasp loudly with pleasure as they fell back on the bed.

Once Greg had her down on the bed, he straddled her and began playing with her breasts, sucking and licking her nipples, then rubbing then with the palms of his hands. Occasionally, one hand would wander down her belly and between her legs to rub her clit. He worked two fingers in her to slowly finger fuck her. Lucy was twisting back and forth under Greg's touch, her eyes either looking at him or his cock.

"Baby, what made you think of Polymyositis anyway?" Greg asked while he kept stroking between Lucy's legs. She had been thrusting her hips against his hand, lost in the sensations he was causing until she heard that. She just stopped, staring at him in amazement.

"Greg, did you chase me up here to do a differential or screw my brains out?" Lucy managed to say. He laughed. "What are you talking about, baby? I wanted the family room. You took off like you were trying to steal third base!" There was that crooked grin again. Greg hadn't stopped fingering her and felt another flow of wetness on his fingers.

"Please, Greg, not now. I don't want to do a differential with your hand between my legs. I want you to fuck me now!" Lucy managed to say. She was horny, and he wanted to do a differential NOW? Bullshit! Lucy gasped as Greg slowly rubbed her clit while he kept fingering her, then he just stopped, getting another gasp from her.

"I can always stop, baby." he said with an evil grin on his face. Lucy was just about past the point of no return, but that didn't stop her. She tried to push Greg off of her as she said, "I can't help it if I'm just a little smarter than your team or you for that matter. If you don't finish what you came up here to start, get the hell out of my room now and don't come back!" Lucy's face was flushed with anger

Greg just stared at her. By now, he thought he knew her moods in and out of bed and how much he could get away with before they really started fighting, but this outburst seemed a little different, as if she thought he were somehow insulting her intelligence! Far from it! He was proud of the fact that she hit the diagnosis quickly with the list of symptoms he rattled off to her when she was half asleep! Her father would get a kick out of that! (That is IF he could come up with a story that didn't put him in Lucy's room in the middle of the night and get Lucy to go along with him!)

"Lucy, I know you're smart, and I don't think I could be any prouder of you than I was when my team came back with your diagnosis. You were barely awake when I told you the symptoms. I'm not trying to do a differential or imply you don't know what you're talking about. I'm trying to make love to you." Greg said in a soft voice. By then, Lucy had gotten out from under him and was sitting on the edge of the bed with her back to him. "I was awake!" she growled at him.

Greg wanted to reach out and rub her back, but he didn't dare. By his estimate they had about four more days before Lucy started nitpicking more than she usually did, which escalated their arguments and he knew they needed to use condoms again. He wanted to do Lucy bareback as often as he could until then. He hated using condoms as much as she did, but he was just protecting her from a poorly timed pregnancy. He'd marry her in a heartbeat if she got pregnant, but he didn't want that to happen before she started her residency.

Regardless of the situation, she was ornery enough to kick him out of her room right now and cut him off for who knows how long! Lucy turned on him again, ready to tell him to get the hell out, but he had that shit-eating grin on his face. Lucy was done when she saw that look, but she tried to hold on to her anger a little longer.

"If you chased me up here to make love to me, why aren't you? Why are we arguing? It's not time for condoms yet." she snapped. Greg laughed as he inched closer to her and put his arms around her. He started nibbling her back and neck. "Because you haven't had any coffee yet and you're grouchy." he said between nibbles. Lucy turned her head to meet Greg's lips. "How many times do I have to tell you I'm not grouchy?" she whispered, chewing his bottom lip before he claimed her lips again and they fell back on the bed.

Lucy spread her legs for Greg as he slowly began finger fucking her again. First one finger, then two, and then a third. Lucy was squirming and moaning. Greg worked his way down Lucy's body, licking and kissing it until he got between her legs. He started sucking her clit and he felt another flow of her juices on his hand and face. He was rock hard and ready to blow but he just smiled and held back. Lucy was going to come twice this morning. Greg kept up the assault on her clit until she clamped her walls down on his fingers and cried his name as she went over the edge. He kept fingering her until she stopped moving. She was limp, but Greg wasn't finished yet.

He got on his knees and stroked himself with the hand that had been inside her before he slowly slid his cock inside her. Once he was all the way in, he began thrusting, slowly at first, then speeding up as Lucy matched him stroke for stroke. She drew her legs up around Greg's hips so he had better penetration and he slipped his hand between them, rubbing her clit until she was almost crying with pleasure.

"Come on, baby, come again for me!" Greg mumbled in her ear as he felt her walls clamp down on him again. That almost pushed him over, but he held on. With very few exceptions, he always made Lucy come first and he went over right after her. With another flow of wetness, Lucy clamped her walls tighter around Greg again. He drilled her hard and fast, almost making her scream. Finally, she stifled a loud cry against his neck and dug her nails into his back as she went over the edge again, taking him with her. He kept pumping her, spilling every last drop of himself into her.

An exhausted, satisfied Greg managed to roll off an equally exhausted and satisfied Lucy. He kept his arm around her and pulled her close to him, nuzzling her hair and waiting for her to recover some of her composure.

"You sure we can't stay here all day, baby?" Greg said "Don't tempt me, Stretch." Lucy said, disappointment evident in her voice. "Unfortunately, you have to go back to the hospital and I have a game this afternoon. Maria's coming to clean today anyway." Greg smacked her butt. "Then go make your husband breakfast, woman!" he said with a laugh. Lucy looked at him, pretending outrage.

"What did you say?"she questioned. "Please make me breakfast?" Greg said with a smile. "That's more like it." Lucy said as she dropped a kiss on his chest. "Give me five minutes to get dressed. Bacon and eggs okay?" "Sounds good, baby." Greg drawled as he sprawled and stretched over the entire bed as Lucy got up. She got some clean clothes and disappeared into her bathroom.

Five minutes later, out she came in a pair of running shorts and a tank top. She wasn't paying the slightest bit of attention to Greg as she picked up their clothes and turned to put them in the hamper in the bathroom. As she turned toward the bathroom, she glanced at Greg and stopped in her tracks. While she had been getting dressed and picking up the room, Greg had stroked himself into a full erection.

"Lucy, how about that blow job now?" he asked with that grin on his face. Lucy couldn't help but giggle as she sat down on the bed next to Greg. "You're hornier than I thought, sweetheart. I thought I was supposed to give you your blow job in the kitchen!" she said as her hand joined his on his cock and stroked him.

"Are you sure you want my mouth so close to Junior before I have coffee? Aren't you afraid I'll bite him?" she said impishly. "I can't wait, baby. I want you to blow me now." Greg mumbled as he pushed Lucy's head down to his cock. Greg House loved Lucy's blow jobs.

Lucy giggled softly as she licked Greg's nipples and blew a trail of raspberries all the way down his chest and belly, one hand stroking him all the while. When she got to Junior, she didn't immediately take him in her mouth. She blew little raspberries all over him, a very different kind of sensation for Greg, making him groan loudly. Lucy smiled as Greg spread his legs and she did the same to the insides of his thighs and then over to his balls. "Son of a bitch!" he said to himself when she did that.

"Oh, yeah, baby!" Greg moaned as Lucy slowly took him in her mouth, picking up where she left off when they came upstairs. At this point of their relationship, she no longer minded tasting herself on any part of Greg. In the beginning, she had never been crazy about it but went along with it because it was harmless, never saying anything about disliking it to Greg, not realizing he had figured it out. He never mentioned it to her, and he just loved her more for it because she never let on about it. Now he enjoyed her reactions to blowing him after he had been inside her or kissing him after she came all over his face. As with everything else they did, she enjoyed it thoroughly.

Lucy straddled one of Greg's legs and got on her knees as she slowly took his entire length in her mouth, sucking as hard as she could while she slipped her hand underneath his balls to press that sensitive spot. She was going to drag this out for as long as Greg could stand it.

Greg was watching everything Lucy did. She looked up at him, eyes twinkling as she took his cock out of her mouth. "What's wrong, Stretch? Don't you like what I'm doing?" Lucy said with a sultry smile. She might have taken Greg's cock out of her mouth, but her hands were still working their magic on him, driving him crazy. One hand cupped his balls, squeezing them gently, and the other was stroking him, thumb working the pre-cum all over the head. She reached underneath his balls and pressed that spot, eliciting a very loud groan from Greg.

"Aaaah, yeah, baby. Take me back in your mouth. Blow me now!" Lucy obliged, nibbling and swirling her tongue around the tip of Greg's cock, making him murmur her name over and over. She worked her way down his shaft, sucking and licking his balls when she got there. Greg's body was coated with a light film of sweat with the effort he was making not to come. When Lucy was certain he was just about ready to blow, she took his entire length in her mouth, sucking hard and causing him to twitch in surprise and pleasure.

As Lucy started moving her tongue around Greg, sucking hard, she knew she had control over his orgasm. She took all of him in her mouth again and sucked hard, moving her head up and down, first slowly, then fast, then slow again. Greg groaned again and held her head still as he started thrusting hard and fast into her mouth. He didn't last long.

With five or six hard thrusts, he spilled into Lucy's mouth crying her name. Three more thrusts and he had spilled everything into her mouth and stopped as his cock started to go soft. He was sprawled all over the bed, trying to catch his breath.

Lucy licked him clean as he went soft, and when she was through, she slid back up to Greg's open arms. "Baby, one of these days, you're gonna kill me!" he said with a gasp. Lucy giggled. "I doubt that, Stretch. I think you'll survive to do this another day if not tonight! Go get your shower so I can take these sheets and throw them in the wash. Then I'll I make breakfast." she said with a smile.

"Why don't you join me in the shower, baby?" he said as he slowly got up. His breathing had just about returned to normal. "Horny old goat!" Lucy said as she got off the bed. "Who are you calling old?" Greg said as he made a move to grab her again.

"You, you horny old goat! You have to go to work!" Lucy said with a giggle as she pushed Greg off the bed so she could strip the sheets. She grabbed everything and ran down the stairs to the laundry room and then to the kitchen. Greg could hear Lucy singing on her way downstairs. "Hi ho, hi ho. Greg has to go to work! He'd rather screw Lucy all day, but he can't handle it . . . ." then she was out of his hearing. He laughed and reluctantly headed for Lucy's bathroom.

She had been busy before he came home. There were clean clothes and fresh towels waiting for him after he was through with his shower. Wow! He knew he shouldn't do it, but he kept comparing her to Stacy and every other woman he had ever known, and they were all sorely lacking. Lucy was in a class by herself in more ways than one.

She didn't feel obligated to do the things she did for him or go out of her way to please him. She certainly did please him in every way he could think of, but everything was natural. Every last thing she did for him she did out of love, not because he expected it or ordered her to do it for him. Come to think of it, if Greg had asked her to do this, her stubborn switch would flip on and she would dig in and refuse! He closed his eyes briefly. "Please don't let me screw this up. I don't know what I'd do if she wasn't in my life anymore!"

Greg took a very quick shower, reluctant to wash Lucy's scent off him, knowing he couldn't go to work smelling faintly of "Obsession"! He quickly dried himself off, got dressed and went down stairs. Lucy had just poured the coffee into the thermal pitcher and was ready to put their food on the table. Before she could do that, Greg dropped the dirty towels he was carrying on the floor and quickly crossed the kitchen. He took Lucy in his arms to kiss her.

Of course, she didn't refuse him, but when they came up for air, she said, "The food will get cold, Greg." "Put the plates in the oven, baby. I need to kiss you again." Greg growled against her neck as she tried to get the plates into the oven while he still had his arms around her.

"Greg, let me go for ten seconds!" Lucy said softly. "I can't get these in the oven if you won't let me go. I'm not going anywhere." "Are you sure you won't try to run away from me again, little girl?" he growled against her neck again.

"Mmmmm." Lucy whispered. "I promise I'll stay here. I don't want to go anywhere right now." she said as she turned the oven on warm and slid the plates in. Then she turned her full attention to Greg, but he didn't start kissing her again. He had a mischievous look on his face. "If you don't want to kiss me, turn me loose, Stretch. You're stomach's going to start to growl any minute now!" Lucy said with her own mischievous grin.

"You think so, baby?" he said. "I know so, Stretch. Either kiss me or let me go!" Lucy laughed as she tried to pry herself loose. Of course, the more she wiggled, the harder he held on to her. "Are those my only choices, baby?" he growled against her neck and squeezed her ass gently. Lucy pressed her hips against him.

"Yes they are, Stretch. What else did you have in mind?" Lucy said with a soft giggle. Before Greg could answer, his stomach started growling, setting off a giggle fit from Lucy. All Greg could do was groan, torn between kissing and groping Lucy and his stomach!

"Told you!" she gasped while trying to catch her breath. "If you weren't so busy playing Susy Homemaker, I could have had a few more minutes of kissing before breakfast!" Greg pouted.

Lucy stared at him. "Since when do you mind me cooking for you or taking care of you?"she snapped almost angrily, She was still wound up, but not because she had helped Greg solve his case. He could see that. They had resolved that tension. Now she was wound up because of her game this afternoon, and in this case, he could screw her until it was time to go to the ballpark and it wouldn't help. In the five years she had been helping manage this team, this was the closest they had come to a championship.

"Sorry, baby." he said as he gave her a quick kiss. "I don't mind anything you do for me. As you've become so fond of reminding me, I'm just a horny old goat. I really can't keep my hands off of you! Let's have breakfast" he said as he picked up a kitchen towel and took their breakfast out of the oven.

"Damn it!" Lucy said to herself. "I'm snapping at him for no reason other than the fact that my team could win a championship this afternoon and I'm getting nervous about it! He's a horny old goat for sure, but I wouldn't have him any other way!" A big smile appeared on her face as she put her arms around Greg. "What are you up to, Lucy?" he said with a smile. "Nothing. I thought maybe if I hugged you, I'd get another kiss." she said. "I think I can do that." Greg replied as he kissed her nose.

Lucy looked up at Greg, disappointment evident on her face. "That the best you can do, Stretch?" "Nah, baby. You know what I can do. I'm hungry now. Let's eat!" he said with a grin. In pretended outrage, Lucy said, "Well, if that's the way you feel about it, I guess you can forget about sleeping in my room tonight!" She sat down and started to eat her breakfast. Greg pulled her up out of her chair and held her close to him again.

"Uh, uh, baby. I'm not sleeping alone anymore and neither are you!" he said before he swooped down on her lips. Lucy started purring like a very contented kitten.

They played tonsil hockey for a while before Lucy managed to pull away to catch her breath. Greg looked at her. "Food's getting cold again, Stretch." Lucy managed to get out. Her face was flushed and Greg knew he could do her again, get a lap dance this morning before the housekeeper came. He nibbled her bottom lip, looking closely at her through half open eyes. Oh, she'd let him, alright, but for some reason, he didn't push the issue. He wasn't that much of a horn dog, and there was always tonight!

Greg gave her one last kiss and sat her back down on her chair. He pulled his chair next to her and said, "Let's eat, baby. I'm starved!" Lucy smiled and leaned over to kiss him again. "I love you, Stretch." she whispered against his lips. Greg's smile could have lit up a city block.