CHAPTER 15

Cuddy turns around to open the door, allowing House to enter before she does. Closing the door, she walks into the living room area with him. House places his cane on the side of her couch and then takes a seat on the left end of it as his right arm lays comfortably on the armrest with his back leaning against the cushions.

While House is seated, Cuddy walks a little past his feet, turns to look down at him and asks, "Do you want anything?"

House looks directly at her and says, "You." With his left hand, he gently pats the cushion signaling her to sit next to him and she does.

Still leaning on the cushions, he looks at her and says, "You asked me why I was interested in you. It's because twenty years ago, I saw this incredibly hot looking woman engrossed in a medical textbook. And I asked myself, how anyone that gorgeous could be wasting her time in the medical profession where people would be coughing on her, she'd be working insane hours and where people would want her to be the miracle worker. And then I observed how she didn't miss a step when some brilliant, horny jackass tried to hit on her."

At House's last statement Cuddy smiles, since House was the jackass in question.

House continues, "Not looking up from that book, she kept walking, knowing where she was headed and told the guy to "piss off and save the pick-up lines for the candy stripers." That told the jackass a few things about her. One, that she was determined and wouldn't let anyone get in her way. Two, that she was intelligent. Instead of playing Frisbee on campus like everyone else, she was studying. Three, that she knew where she was headed not just on campus but in life. And four, that she had a sense of humor. She wasn't nerdy. She was sassy. She was something he just couldn't resist."

House sits up to meet her eyes with his hands folded on his lap.

"When he got to sit next to her in an Endocrinology class, he considered it a thrill. He thought he'd get to know more about her, but figured she couldn't be bothered with him…..or so he thought. He was obsessive enough not to give up, especially on people who interested him. So, he followed her out of class one day, trying to strike up a conversation with her until she finally broke and wondered what he wanted from her. Of course, she had to go and point out that fact that she knew all about him, which none of it was good and a strike against him. "

Cuddy smiles at him.

He keeps going, "But he told her that he found her interesting, and that interesting people made for better company and conversation. Thankfully, she bought all that crap."

She laughs at the memory, as House continues, "Then, he got to know her pretty well and she got to know him pretty well. They ended up spending a lot of time together. It was the first time in his life that he ever felt appreciated by anyone in spite of his reputation. And one night after a hoedown, he ended up spending the night with her after an argument she had with her moron mother over the phone who wondered why she couldn't be like her sister."

Tears start to well in Cuddy's eyes at the memory.

Then House says, "But to him she didn't need to be. She was perfect just the way she was. For twenty years he remembered that night. And for twenty years he hated himself for the way things ended. Because he was a bit messed up, he was afraid to open up to her even though he didn't have to be. He became hostile and shut down and she didn't deserve any of that. And then she posed a question to him that he would regret the answer to for what he thought would be the rest of his adult life. She asked him point blank if he loved her or not. All the stupid idiot could say was I can't answer that, when the truth was that he did. Even though they were both drunk and all would probably be forgotten the next day, for twenty year he could never forget the frustration in her voice and the tears in her eyes when she passed out that night. It was a moment that he regretted and thought that he'd never get back. All he could do was think about her and obsess about what he'd lost, because he felt he deserved to be punished for it. Fortunately she was spared from seeing him again when he got expelled the next day from med school."

In reflection, holding back tears, she says to him, "God, Greg, I remember how hurt I felt. I kept thinking that maybe my mother was right and that I didn't deserve to be happy and that maybe I should be more like my sister. It took me awhile to move on. I thought I had until you came back into my life again. You're like one of those viruses that just doesn't go away."

"Hopefully a non lethal sexually transmitted one, "He jokes. Then he says, "Cuddy, you are probably the only woman who has a high tolerance level when it comes to my lunacy and pain in the ass, screwed up personality. When the smoke clears, you're the only one there standing with me. Even Wilson jumps in the hole to save himself sometimes and I don't blame him. You on the other hand are the only masochist crazy enough to stand there with me when the bombs start going off, because you are just as messed up as I am. And that's why I'm interested in you."

Confused Cuddy asks, "Because I'm crazy?"

"Because I'll never be alone. You're willing to go down in the fire with me. Why wouldn't I be attracted to that?" He says sarcastically.

She smiles at him. Then, she takes his face in her hands and places a soft, quick kiss upon his lips. Looking into her eyes, he leans into her with mouth wide open. She leans in with him, opening her mouth, inviting him in. As their tongues begin to dance in each other's mouths, House takes his right hand, places it on her left thigh, and begins to slowly glide his hand up it like a magnet attached to metal. Cuddy lets a soft moan escape her mouth as he gets farther up her thigh, gliding his hand inside.

Cuddy pushes back for a moment, looks at him and says, "Are you sure you want to do this?"

Looking at her, he says with soft sarcasm, "I just want to know it's real."

Smiling, she places her left hand to his face and while stroking his jaw line with her thumb she looks in his eyes and says, "You're an idiot."

Smiling back at her, he remarks, "That's good enough for me."

They place another deep, passionate kiss on each other's lips again. Then Cuddy stands up and extends her hands to him. Taking her hands, he gets up. Once standing, she places her left hand on his neck and the other across his back near his shoulders. He wraps his right arm and hand around her waist and anchors his left on the middle of her back. Again they begin to kiss passionately again with tongues darting in and out and their hands and arms roaming each other's bodies. Cuddy pushes back and begins to lead House to the bedroom, continuing intense eye contact with him.

Once in the bedroom, House and Cuddy continue their literal game of tongue twister with each kiss growing in intensity. As the exchange continues, Cuddy takes her hands and, gliding them across House's shoulders ever so smoothly, she slowly pushes House's suit jacket down. He helps her with the last part by yanking his hands through the sleeves and throwing it off. House pulls Cuddy closer to his body and Cuddy begins to undo the buttons of his shirt. Swiftly , she begins to undo each button one by one….her fingers fumbling as they try to keep up with the pace of her rapidly beating heart. As she gets to the final button, she pulls his tucked shirt out of his pants. This time, House wastes no time in pulling it off as Cuddy lays her hands on his bare chest. She remains engulfed in the depths of his mouth until he begins to gently turn her body around in order to kiss her neck and help her remove her dress. Cuddy tilts her head to the left side and back a bit with her eyes closed as House, with his arms entwined with Cuddy's around her waist, begins to gently nibble on her ear flowing downward to kiss her neck gliding his tongue and wet, soft lips slowly down and slowly back up again not missing an inch. He then moves his hands to her back, still kissing her neck, and inch by inch by inch slides the zipper of her dress all the way down. He places his hands on top of her shoulders and gently follows the curvature of her shoulder blades as he slides the gold straps of her dress down past them. Removing her arms from her waist, Cuddy drops them to her sides allowing the dress to fall at her feet. She opens her eyes and looks up to meet his glance. Locking eyes with him as a tiger to prey, she seductively turns around to face him not once losing eye contact with him. Taking her hands she gently pushes him to the bed and stands before him clad only in a strapless cream lace bra and matching panties. He stares enraptured by the masterfully sculpted body of the goddess before him. Cuddy then proceeds to kick off her heels and climb atop the bed, gently straddling him. She places her hands on his chest moving them in smooth strokes all the way down to his belt buckle. Once she reaches her point of destination, she begins to undo his belt buckle and then the button of his pants. When her task is completed, she carefully glides his zipper down, teasingly placing her hands on top of his throbbing member for a moment before sliding her hands up to grasp his pants. She slides his pants down easily like melting ice, following their direction down to his feet. Climbing off the bed for a moment, she takes his pants off and drops them to the floor. She climbs on top of him again and begins to kiss his chest as she makes her way down to the top of his boxers. When she gets there, she pulls his boxers down, tossing them to the floor. Then, standing at the foot of the bed before him, she slides her lace panties down and lets them fall to the floor. She crawls back on to the bed like a cat with a great intensity in her eyes. She sits on top of him feeling the hardness beneath her like a boat ready to raise its sail. She threw her hair back and reached around to unfasten the hooks on her strapless bra. Then she tossed it to the floor. Unwilling to let her tease him anymore, House sits up pulling her body close to him and ravages the left side of her neck with passionate kisses. He navigates his way to her breasts taking her left one first, teasing the nipple with his tongue and suckling it like a newborn baby. On doing this Cuddy lets out a soft moan of pleasure as her hands rest atop his shoulders for support. House's tongue leads him to Cuddy's other breast where he proceeds to repeat the previous action. In one swift motion, House places Cuddy on her back and assumes the role of the tease. He slowly enters in her with every inch, keeping his eyes directly focused into hers. As he slides in slowly, she lets out a long resonant moan while digging her fingers into his back. He continues to slide himself slowly…..in….and out…in….and out.

Until Cuddy finally says, in between gasps, "Quit screwing with me you son of a bitch."

On that House started to gradually pick up the pace as he buried his lips in between her breasts, grunting in unyielding pleasure with every thrust as her moans of ecstasy grew in intensity. Faster and faster he went as he and Cuddy kept in time like the precision of a drum line, meeting each other on the same accents as sweat began to glisten off their bodies and the moans of their musical heaven filled the room. Suddenly, in one great crescendo, they reached the peak of their performance together as House exploded inside her with the force of a shaken soda bottle. As they finished, House planted soft kisses on her lips.

Later on, we find them snuggled under the covers with House's left arm around her and Cuddy's head resting on his chest.

Cuddy says, "I lied about Rachel."

She looks up at him and House looks down at her quizzically.

Cuddy continues, "I didn't subject her to my sister's insanity. I told my mother I had a conference this weekend and asked her if she would take Rachel for three days."

With a smile House remarks, "You lied to your mother and me which means you already knew that we would be sleeping together. And you weren't planning on just once, since you freed up your entire weekend. You sly, cunning woman. You see….I knew there was another reason I was interested in you."

And with that, Cuddy laughs.

The next morning, House awoke to find himself alone in bed. For a moment, fear shot through him as he remembered what had happened in his delusion. His anxiety subsided upon hearing the shower running. With a smile on his face, House got up and decided to give Cuddy a bit of a surprise.

Cuddy allowed the warm, cascading water to caress her body as she stood running her fingers through her hair and allowing the water to massage her face in total relaxation. Suddenly, she is startled by the shower curtain opening behind her with House's face popping through it.

Trying to calm down her breathing from the scare she says, "God House! I thought I was living a scene from Psycho for a minute there."

"Figured you might need a little help getting to those hard to reach places." He says with playful sarcasm.

With the shower still running, Cuddy goes over to the end of her shower to help him in saying, "Be careful."

"At least if I fall, I know who I can sue for medical negligence." He jokes.

"Shut up." She reacts.

Once they are both in the shower, Cuddy continues the act of allowing the water to splash on her face. House goes for the bar of soap in the holder and works up a good lather in his hands. He then proceeds to massage her shoulders with his bubbly hands.

With her eyes closed, lost in the touch of his strong hands she responds, "Mmmmm…..God House that feels so good."

"Glad you're enjoying it. I've got a lot more area to cover." He tells her.

With a soft laugh she says, "I bet you do. Tell me something…..do your hookers get this kind of treatment?" She jokes.

"No….I've got to pay extra. Besides…..I save my shower fantasies for you. Not just when I'm with you either."

"That's something every woman wants to hear." She quips.

"Hey….you should be flattered. Most guys will think of Playboy models while they're getting their rocks off in the shower. I get mine off thinking of you."

"I am so honored to be your left-handed sexual shower fantasy, House." She says sarcastically.

"You should be." He tells her.

He lathers up his hands again and proceeds to slide his lathery hands to her front and up to her breasts. Wrapping her arms around her waist, Cuddy closes her eyes and lets out a soft sigh as House delicately moves his hands in circular motions massaging her breasts.

House whispers in her right ear, "Gotta give the girls a massage….make sure they stay perky."

Cuddy breaks her concentration for a moment to say, "Guess I won't need to go to the gynecologist since I'm getting my breast exam here."

At that House gives her a soft laugh. Then he whispers in her ear again, "You know, there are other places that get dirty too….like right down here."

He takes his hands and slides them in between her legs.

With her heart starting to pound rapidly in her chest, she moans, "Oh God, House."

"What's important is that you make sure every inch is clean." He seductively whispers in her ear again.

He then takes fingers and slips then inside her. As he does, Cuddy's heart starts pounding faster and she grips his thighs as best she can letting out a gasp. His fingers start exploring inside her, playfully teasing her core.

In between gaps of pleasure Cuddy manages to say, "Thank God we're in the shower, because it's about to get messy in here real fast."

"Not without me it won't."

With that House slides his fingers out of her, turns her around, and pushes her up against an open spot on the side of the shower wall. She guides him inside her and wraps her arms around his neck and her legs around him as best she can for support. To anchor himself, House holds himself up with his left hand while maintaining a firm grip around Cuddy's waist with his right. With the shower water cascading on them and the steam beginning to rise, House executes rapid thrusts each one causing him to get harder and her to get tighter. Leaning her head back against the shower wall with her eyes rolling back in pleasure, Cuddy was thinking that she was fortunate to live in a house, because if anyone heard her screams right now someone would probably be calling the cops thinking there was a murder in progress. Things began to get so heated that Cuddy knocked her shampoo bottle, which was on an upper shelf on the inside of the shower at the end, out of the shower. House began to go even faster, causing Cuddy to dig her nails into his back as she started to slip from the force. Cuddy opened her mouth to meet his open mouth as the water from the shower created the illusion of a waterfall effect on them. At that very moment, they reached their climax together with House exploding inside her with all the pressure of a fire hose. Slowly, they began to catch their breaths and relax. Standing erect now under the shower, Cuddy kept her arms around House's neck and he wrapped his arms around her back and waist and they began to kiss passionately with their tongues touching the roof of each other's mouths and exploring their way around the rest.

The water continued to fall, but then started to cool. Cuddy laughed when it started to do this and remarked, "I think it's trying to tell us something."

House responded, "Yeah….that we need to climb into bed right now to warm up."

Cuddy laughs, House smiles and Cuddy kisses him again.