A/N: So you guys liked that last chapter? Sweet! Thanks to those who reviewed and those who added it as a favorite. This chapter was going to be just another one-shot, but I wanted to continue on from that point so I decided to make chapters instead. Hope you enjoy the ride! VVVROOOM VVVROOOM!

Little Red Corvette

Much to Cameron's surprise, the only people who grilled her about her date with House were Foreman and Chase. Of course she had the odd look from some of the nurses but on the whole, nobody else bothered her and she was glad.

She was still a little sore from the night before and she prayed nobody noticed the way she walked a little slower or that she hunched over a wee bit. If someone did ask, she'd just say it was cramps.

House noticed, and didn't fail to bring it up when she arrived at the conference room later that day. Chase and Foreman weren't around but Cuddy was. "Rough night, Dr. Cameron?" House inquired with a knowing grin.

"Nothing I can't handle, Dr. House."

"Is that so?"

Before Cameron could retort, Cuddy held up her hands in surrender. "I don't want to know."

"Then go back to running the hospital," House dismissed her with a wave.

Cuddy rolled her eyes, groaned and took off, leaving the two of them alone. "Seriously, bring it on," Cameron said with a grin as she leaned against the door frame with her arms folded across her chest.

House shook his head and swatted her ass with the folder he was holding. "Not on a school night."

"And last night was what?"

"A business dinner. I've already given Cuddy the receipt."

"I see."

There was that uncomfortable silence again before he cleared his throat. "Got plans for Friday night?"

"Are you asking me out?"

"No, I'm asking you if you have plans."

"None that I know of."

"You do now. I'll pick you up at 7."

He looked down at the floor just as Foreman and Chase returned. "We got a case. Cameron, you get to use the markers today."

"Oh goody."

Of course she had no way of knowing that he planned to make it as difficult as possible to concentrate.

As he sat at the end of the conference table, his eyes never left hers. As Foreman and Chase dickered back and forth, House would lick his lips slowly, thus making Cameron immediately wet between her legs. It brought forth the feelings he brought out in her the night before as he was feasting on her.

Oh Jesus…damn that man!

"You're looking a little flushed, Cameron," House pointed out. "Feeling okay?"

"Yeah I'm just..a little hot."

"Well that's your opinion. Which I happen to agree with, by the way."

Cameron rolled her eyes and turned her back to him but she could still feel his eyes penetrating her.

When they finished with the DDX, House sent them off to do the tests and get a history. Cameron glared at him as she walked past but he only smiled innocently at her.

"You're such a jerk!"

He reached for her hand to stop her. "And clearly, you get off on it."

He had her there. Damn him! His hand gave hers a squeeze before he let go and they stared into each other's eyes.

The sound of someone clearing their throat made House let go of her hand and Cameron snap out of her trance.

"I knew it!" Wilson said with a knowing glance to the both of them.

"Knew what?" House and Cameron asked in unision.

"Don't play dumb. I saw you two just now."

"I was taking her pulse. See how flushed she is?" House quickly covered up.

"You were holding her hand, not her wrist. So what's going on?"

"Nothing."

"Fine, whatever. Lunch, House?"

"Is it noon already? Good, I'm starving. Let's go."

"Are you coming, Cameron?" Wilson asked her.

"No, thanks. I have some stuff to do, and I'm not quite hungry yet."

House reluctantly followed his friend to the cafeteria, knowing full well that he was going to get the third degree.

"So are you going to tell me now about your hot date last night?"

House shrugged. "Not much to tell. I told you about it this morning. What else is there?"

"I think there's a lot more. Don't think I haven't noticed Cameron walking around looking a little pained."

"Cramps. Aunt Flo's in town," he explained, hoping that would stop Wilson's grilling. Sex during PMS was just..wrong on so many levels! Every guy knew that. It was all part of the Guy Code.

"And you'd know this..how?"

"Just drop it, Jimmy. There's nothing to tell. But..if you must know, we're going out again on Friday night."

Wilson laughed. "So it went well then."

"Well enough to warrant another date. But it's still too soon to know anything so just keep it quiet for now."

"Whatever you say."

House gave his friend one of his best warning glances. "I mean it."

Wilson put up his hands in surrender. "Okay okay fine. Geez..you really have it bad."

***

Cameron opened the door and let House into the apartment. However as soon as the door was shut, he pushed her against it and kissed her. It was an amazing kiss and she practically melted in his arms.

"I've wanted to do that all week," she sighed, still breathless moments later when they came up for air.

"Kinda hard at the hospital and those damn glass walls."

"You have blinds," she pointed out.

House looked shocked. "Why, Dr. Cameron, are you insisting we..mess around at work? Shame on you."

"Oh like you haven't thought about it."

"That's beside the point. I'm a guy."

"What does that have to do with anything? Are you saying women don't have thoughts like that?"

"Not as often."

"That's crap."

"Okay then you're the exception. Let's go."

Cameron grabbed her jacket and locked the door behind her.

"It's a warm night. I thought we might just go for a drive and see where we end up."

"Can we put the top down?" she asked, looking like an excited little kid.

"It already is down."

"Cool! I've never been in a convertible before. Other than the other night, that is."

"Never?"

"Nope. Chicago isn't exactly convertible weather."

"Neither is Vancouver, Canada, but people still have them."

She got in, he started the car and they were off. He drove them through town and they cruised for about an hour before he took an exit onto the turnpike and headed off into the middle of nowhere. "Where are we going?" she inquired.

"I need to get out and stretch my leg a bit. It hurts when I drive for too long."

"Oh. Sure."

He pulled into the lot of a deserted park and got out, Cameron following him. There was a pond nearby and he limped over to it and sat on a bench.

"Are you okay, House?"

"I'm fine. Why?"

"You just seem distracted. Did Wilson give you a rough time today?"

"No more than usual."

"Then what is it?"

House just shrugged as he reached into his pocket for his pills and popped one. "Where do you see this going?" He asked, gesturing between the two of them.

"I honestly don't know, but I hope somewhere. I think we have something. Nothing happens overnight but if you're willing, and I'm willing, then things will just happen naturally. Rushing into things never works."

"We didn't exactly take things slow the other night," he pointed out.

"No, but it's obviously what we both wanted, so we did it."

"Is that all it was?"

"I think you know the answer to that, House. You know how I feel about you. But I'll follow your lead. I know you like to be in control of every situation and that's fine. I just hope you'll let me in once in awhile, that's all."

"I can't promise anything."

"I know. I just want you to at least try."

He nodded. "I'll try. Now c'mere," he said, patting the empty space on the bench between them. She snuggled up to his side and he wrapped his arm around her shoulders. He nuzzled her neck and nibbled her ear until she began to whimper sounds of pleasure.

"Want to go back to the car?" he whispered in her ear.

"Mmm..and then what?"

"Go back to your place and..continue this.."

"I don't know if I can wait that long."

House stopped his ministrations and looked at her with rapt curiosity. "Dr. Cameron, you naughty girl. What are you thinking?"

"Oh..I'm just thinking about returning the favor from the other night."

"By returning the favor, you mean.." he made an obscene gesture with his hands and mouth, and she burst out laughing.

"Well when you put it that way it sounds so dirty. I like it."

House offered her his hand and they stood. "I think I've created a monster."

"You say that like it's a bad thing."

"Not at all. Just as long as I'm the only one who gets to see that side of you."

"Definitely." Cameron pulled him close and stood a little taller so she could kiss him. He lowered his head and they shared a kiss so passionate that they both came up for air, breathless and horny as hell.

They headed to the Corvette and House had no sooner climbed in behind the wheel when Cameron was unzipping his jeans.

"Here?" he half groaned, looking around to see if anyone was nearby.

"I told you..I can't wait that long. I've been thinking all week about that beautiful cock of yours and just how it would feel in my mouth."

House almost blew his wad from her words alone. He was a definite goner as she freed him from the confines of his boxers and jeans, and leaned across his lap to get comfortable.

Her mouth was so warm as she enveloped the tip, licking the drop of pre-cum that had accumulated.

"Mm.." she hummed as she took more of him and he threw his head back.

"Oh Jesus…that's..you're…"

She mumbled something but he couldn't tell what since his cock was still down her throat. His hand buried into her hair and he moved it out of the way so he could watch. She certainly knew what she was doing and he tried to hold off as long as possible. But when she released him to take one of his balls into her mouth, he could feel them tighten and knew the end was near.

"Cameron..I'm..gonna…"

She seemed to understand and took him into her mouth again just as he exploded his seed down her throat.

"You're..so…amazing.." he groaned as he ran his fingers through her hair as she swallowed every last drop of him and then wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

He pulled her into his lap and they kissed feverishly for several minutes until she was grinding up against him. They were totally oblivious to the cop car that entered the park area and pulled up next to them.

"We have company," House murmured as he looked over at the cop standing there.

"Good evening, sir," the cop said, looking thoroughly unimpressed.

"Hi."

"Are you aware this is private property?"

Cameron shrugged. "I didn't see any signs."

"Hmm, how about that one right over there?" the cop pointed to a "No Trespassing" sign.

House squinted at the sign, which was across the pond. "That?? The one 2 miles away? Is that the sign you're talking about?"

"House," Cameron said in a warning tone.

"What are you two doing here?"

"We were enjoying the atmosphere, as well as each other."

Cameron smacked her forehead with her palm. That's it! We're going to jail.

"Out of the car, sir."

"Oh come on," House groaned as he reached for his cane between the seats but the cop held out his hand. "Leave the cane. Get out slowly and put your hands on your head. You too, Miss."

"Why her? She didn't do anything except give me the best blow job I've had in ten years!"

"Wiseguy, huh?"

"I prefer smart guy, myself but whatever floats yer boat."

"House, shut up!"

"That's it. You're coming downtown," the cop yelled as he snapped the cuffs on House's wrists and shoved him toward the cruiser.

"On what charge?"Cameron called out as the cop opened the back door and shoved House inside.

"Well let's see, trespassing, lewd misconduct and possession of narcotics," he said, holding up the bottle of Vicodin he found.

"Those are his, you moron! His name is on the bottle, which you would've noticed if you even bothered to look at his ID."

The cop glared at her. "Put your hands on your head please, Miss."

When she did, he cuffed her as well. "You're under arrest, too."

"What for?"

"Obstruction of justice, and interfering with an officer in the course of his duty. And I suggest you keep quiet or you'll also get the lewd misconduct charge. Get in."

When the cop was seated behind the wheel, he read them their rights and then took them downtown. House and Cameron didn't look at each other the entire way, both pissed off for their own reasons.

"I believe I'm allowed one phone call," House snapped.

"Whatever. You have five minutes."

***

Wilson dropped House off at his place first after reading him the riot act, and then took Cameron to her apartment.

"I know what you're going to say, so don't bother," she sighed.

"I wasn't going to say anything."

"Oh that's right, you said plenty to House. There's nothing left to say to me. I'll pay you my share of the bail money tomorrow."

Wilson waved his hand in dismissal. "Forget it. I have a House account set aside for emergencies such as this. Besides, it was only 10% of what the bail was. Just do me a favor and make sure he doesn't leave the state."

"You're a good friend, Wilson. I hope..you and I can be."

Wilson glanced over at her and gave her a smile. "Any friend of House is a friend of mine. You of all people should know that."

"Well after this nightmare I could understand if you didn't want that."

"Don't be ridiculous, Cameron. Oh, and I wanted to say I'm sorry."

"What have you got to be sorry about?"

"Earlier this week when I warned you about breaking House's heart."

"Oh that, forget about it. I know you were just looking out for him. He's very lucky to have you for a friend."

"And he's lucky to have you, too." Then he added, "as a friend, of course."

Cameron flashed him a naughty grin, catching him by surprise. "Of course."

A/N: I actually had 3/4 of this chapter written before I was tempted to scrap it and start over. Then while chatting with Iymgrace, decided to add a bit of humor by adding my own experience into the story. I won't tell you what part that was, however, but let me just say that Iymgrace came in handy when it came down to NJ laws :) haha. So you know the drill. Reviews are love, and I love you guys! More House/Cameron naughty adventures to come!