WARNING: There is a little under the desk action that, um, seems 'out of place.' But, so freaking what?! lol

CHAPTER FOUR

Closer to the 'magic hour,' Cameron finally gets the nerve to go to his office, as requested.

Cameron avoided House all day until 4:00, and he had made himself scare with her, too. When she saw him walk into the cafeteria and he winked at her, she could barely finish her lunch. She dreaded, with a tinge of anticipation, the vibration that she knew would come. As she watched him get his Reuben and walk back out, she seemed to relax.

Just as he got to the door, he turned, looked at her and winked again. Suddenly, the vibration hit her clit for only a brief second, just to let her know he still had control over her clit.

She sees him sitting behind his desk through the glass door, takes a deep breath and pushes in the door.

"Hey, gorgeous!" he screams loudly.

"House! The guys'll…" She looks in the conference room and sees it's empty, the light off. "Where are they?"

"I sent them home early."

She shakes her head and asks, "So, what do you want?"

"Come here."

She hesitates a moment. "Why should I?"

"Because I want you to feel how hard you've made me. I swear – if I had taken Viagra, House Jr would be in traction right now."

"You're crude."

"Thanks, now come here."

She frowns at him. "No."

House grins at her wickedly. She sees his left hand make a quick movement and she suddenly feels the nob pulsate once quickly against her clit.

"Oooh, God, House…do you have to do that?"

He doesn't answer but does it again. Her eyes fly open and she crosses her legs.

"Yes, I do. Now get your hot little tushie over here."

She takes a tentative step forward, then another and another, testing him to see if he'd turn in on again. As she turns the corner of his desk she sees why he's so proud of himself. He can barely keep in dick inside his pants.

"Get under the desk," he orders.

"Wha…no way! This is getting…"

All of a sudden, it vibrates again and she practically jumps ten feet. He shuts it off and grins at her evily.

"Are you going to do as I say?"

"No," she says bravely, her voice shaky at knowing what's to come next.

She isn't playing with him; she really doesn't want to get under the desk. Any other time he could use it all day if he wants to. But what he has in mind she can't do.

Right on cue, the vibrations start again and she grabs the end of House's desk.

"Get under my desk and I'll stop it."

"Howwww…you're a…a…a…" Her breath is hard and her voice raspy.

"I know, I know. You keep saying that. Are you going to get under…"

Her moans have come rapidly, as her breathing, and he thinks she'll cum right there. She takes a shaky step, then another and stands next to him, staring down at him with such hate and discontent. She notices the fingers of his left hand are sticking casually out of his pocket.

"Move," she orders.

He grins up at her and pushes back in the chair, turning off the vibrator. He watches her every move as she slides under the desk, her face right at his crotch when he pulls the chair in.

"Uh, House, what do I do now?"

Without missing a beat, House glances outside into the hallway to make sure no one is walking by. He unsnaps the button of the jeans and unzips his pants, pulling out his rock-hard swollen dick and presents it to Cameron. He swears he hears a gasp from her but he doesn't say anything.

He reaches for the phone, dials a few numbers and says, "My office, now." He then replaces it in the console.

He grins and then tells Cameron, "Every time I hit the vibrator, I want you to take me in your mouth."

She frowns and shakes her head. "No, no way…House, let me out."

"The magic words. Wasn't I saying them last night?"

"Ohh, you're a bast…"

"Yeah, yeah, I know." He turns on the vibrator then turns it off and she groans but doesn't say anything. "Tell me what I want you to do." She hesitates a moment before he screams out, "NOW!"

"Every time you hit the vibrator I'm supposed to take you in my mouth." Her voice is definitely shaking now, but a part of her is extremely turned on, as well, without the help of the panties.

"No…that's not what I said. I said you're to take me in your mouth, not 'supposed.'"

"Fine, fine! I'll do it," she says impatiently.

"Ahhh, Jimmy!"

Cameron instantly tenses her entire body. She hears Wilson open the door.

"What do you want? I'm due downstairs in…"

"Have a seat."

Wilson frowns then looks down the hallway. "You've got five minutes."

"Good enough," House snickers.

Knowing he's well hidden from Wilson he hits the button just to test Cameron, and right on cue, she wraps her lips around his head but that's all she does, just to spite him. He turns it off and she removes him from her mouth. House gives no reaction whatsoever.

Wilson walks in and sits in the chair across from House. "What do you want, House?"

"What's the meaning of life? I mean, why are we here? We wake up, we work, we breathe, we have sex…"

At that, House turns on the vibrator and leaves it on a little longer than before. She slips his dick into her mouth, this time taking more of him in and rubs her tongue against the head. She detects a hint of pre-cum, but that could have been from early. Again, just to spite him, she sucks hard once. He feels the suction and almost loses it.

"…we eeeeeat, we sleep. What does it all mean?"

He turns it off; she slips him out.

Wilson frowns at him at his change in tone. "What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing," he lies. "I was just lying in bed last night thinking about it. My hooker tied me up to the bed and I didn't have anything else to th…"

Without warning, Cameron had bit down hard but quickly on his left thigh for the hooker comment. This time, House turns on the vibrator and leaves it on. Cameron can barely control the moan that so desperately needs to escape her. She takes him into her mouth, as much as she can. She hungrily but gently takes him in and out. She feels his legs tense and feels him jerk.

"Music."

Wilson shakes his head and says, "What? Music is the reason why we're here?"

House leans next to him and turns on his player. The tune that shoots out is, "Love to Love You Baby," the song from the Seventies. He knew what he was going to do with Cameron, and he made sure that song was in.

"No, it was just too quiii-hiiiii-et in here."

"House, seriously, you're acting really strange."

House feels Cameron continuing to suck and massage his dick with her lips, and he can now barely control himself. Cameron, on the other hand, is squirming her ass in the air as she works on his dick.

"I just have a patient that's…" House starts.

House is now out of control. He leans forward and puts his face in his right hand, but only to hide the expression on his face as he feels an orgasm coming. He knows the vibrator is still on and he's wondering what's she's thinking under his desk. He turns off the vibrator but she doesn't let go of his dick; she's still hungrily sucking on it. He kicks her under the desk but she doesn't stop.

Stars start to come to his eyes and he has to close them.

"House, seriously, what's wrong?"

House is afraid to talk because he doesn't know if he can control his voice now. "I…I just have a migraine. Can yuu-huuuuu do me a favor?" House finally looks up at Wilson. "Draw the blinds, on the door, too, and lock it on your way out."

"Wha'? You demand I come in here and then ask me a stupid-assed question…"

House feels shivers shoot from his stomach down his legs and he knows he's going to shoot his load into her mouth any minute.

"Please, now, just do it!"

"You're…" Wilson stands up and shuts the blinds between the conference room, then between the hall. "…you're a real ass," he says as he opens the door.

"Thanks! The door, too."

House has his eyes closed and his legs are so tense he swears they'll break on him. He's groaning in the back of the throat and just praying Wilson doesn't hear him.

"Lock…" House throws the keys at Wilson and unbelievably he catches them. "I'll call you when I'm done…I meeeeeeaan when I'm ready to leave."

Wilson shakes his head, walks out and House hears the lock on the door engage.

"Holy fucking shit, Cameron!" House shouts as he slowly pushes back the chair and looks down on her.

She never lets go of his cock in her mouth but crawls out on all fours. She groans in her throat that sends vibrations to his dick and he moans loudly.

Without a word or warning she stands in front of him, lowers her slacks, steps out of them but leaves the panties on. House grabs his hard erection as the pain from the blood rushing through is excruciating, but in a good way. An idea crosses his mind.

He reaches out for her, turns on the vibrator, puts his left hand on her waist and his right finds its way under the panties to her pussy. He slips his finger into her and grins as he feels the gallon of her juices that she must have in them.

Cameron puts her hands on the edge of the desk for support and lets herself go. She closes her eyes and leans her head back, moaning loudly and grinding her hips against his hand. He finger-fucks her pussy until he can't take it any longer.

He removes his fingers, among her protests, tells her to lie on her back and she does with no hesitation. He pulls her panties off in one fluid moment, lowers his jeans to his knees, bends her legs so her feet are resting on the edge and pulls her to him. He plunges his hard dick into her pussy and fucks her harder than he ever had when he first penetrates her.

She grinds her hips against his and cries out his name; his thrusts meeting her hips as he pounds inside her.

"Howww…ohhh, goddd…fffffff…"

House has no intention of doing that. He feels his dick pulsate in her wildly and he feels the final orgasm begin within him.

"Ooohh-ooohhh…" she cries.

He sees a tear roll from her eyes and at first thinks he's hurting her. But she's still grinding against him and moaning in pleasure. So, he brings them both home.

He hammers his dick hard and faster inside her and moans loudly as he feels her tighten her muscles around his cock. By now, after a weekend of frenzied sex, he knows she's about to cum when she does that. Three more thrusts and he feels her shake against him, her mouth shoots open and she holds her breath.

House feels weak in the knees as his orgasm takes over him and pushes twice inside her, not taking it back out. She cries out again as her orgasm comes and she wraps her legs around his waist as they cum together. He pumps twice more, extending his orgasm and sending a moan from Cameron.

He collapses his torso onto her, his hands on either side of her head and with her legs still around his waist she reaches up and wraps her arms around his neck. He leans down and kisses her softly.

"God, Howwwssss…I never thought…oh, shiiit." She laughs under her breath.

"Yeah, I know," and he returns his laugh.

House gives her a quick kiss on her neck and leans up, slowly taking his dick out of her.

"Ohhh…I hate that feeling," she whines as he helps her to sit on the desk. "House?"

He steps back to let her stand, but when she does she grows weak in the knees but he catches her, holding her tightly in her arms.

"Yeah?"

"Can we keep the patient file you bought me?"