Chapter 8

Consummation

"How about that Radisson?" House suggested motioning with his head at a hotel next to the highway.

"Fine."

They pulled into the parking lot and went in to register, paying for two adjoining rooms on the bottom floor. They parted at the door wishing the other a good night and then proceeded to take their showers and lay down in their respective rooms to watch television and read.

The pain in House's leg from such a long day in the car was searing and knawing. He wanted to avoid taking the extra Vicodin just in case he might need it later, but the pain was becoming too much. He tried to massage the thigh, but it wasn't giving him any relief. House tilted his head back on the headboard and closed his eyes, trying to think of anything but the pain. In his head, he tried to compose music, something which typically could take his mind off of anything.

Teagan was having trouble concentrating on her book because she kept feeling his pain. No matter how hard she tried to close the gate she couldn't keep the pain from creeping into her mind. She knew it must be bad if she couldn't block it. She got up and knocked on the inner door that connected their two rooms. He opened it and then limped back to his bed.

"Mind if I come in?" She stuck her head inside his room.

He grimaced and shrugged.

She looked at him, lying on the bed with his boxers on and a t-shirt. She went over and ran the water in the sink to get it hot. She grabbed several hand towels and soaked them in the hot water. She grabbed one of them and then walked over to the bed.

She motioned for him to move over a little, "Scoot." He moved a little to the right, flinched in pain and watched as she sat down next to his legs. Placing the hot towel on his right thigh, she looked up at his face and felt pity for him. He really did hurt. They didn't say anything to each other as the towel released heat into his cramping thigh. Teagan rotated the towels, grabbing the hot one and putting the cold one in the hot water. She did this several times until she was pretty sure the muscle had loosened a little.

"Ok, now lay flat." She said.

She went back into her room and grabbed some olive oil lotion and brought it in. She massaged his leg for a few minutes and then place a warm towel over the area she had just massaged. She opened the gate to see if it was helping. Although still in pain, there had been a marked relief. The pain was becoming manageable and House was breathing better too. She worked on his leg for another fifteen minutes and then told him to take off his t-shirt and turn over. Without a comment, he did.

Pouring some olive oil lotion on his back, she chuckled when he shivered from the cold lotion hitting his back. She put some in her hand and warmed it up. Starting at the base of his spine and the butt muscle, she gave him a deep massage, making her way up his spine to his shoulder blade, over the shoulders and down his arms. She opened the gate and was happing to feel him relaxing. The leg was much better and so was the tension he had been experiencing in his muscles from the pain. Teagan had him turn over again where she worked on his chest and shoulders. When she was almost done, she started to massage his face. His eyes were closed and just when she was ending the massage he opened them again. Looking into his clear blue eyes, she started to feel tingly. Teagan tried hard to resist it. Pulling back and grabbing the lotion, she jumped up to leave. His long fingers reached up and grabbed her wrist as he sat up. She tried to close the gate quickly, but his desire hit her like a blast furnace.

House pulled her down to the bed, still looking into her eyes. Teagan sat next to him, shivering as he took his hand and traced her face and cheek with his fingers. He continued to glide his hand down her neck and over her shoulder blade to her breast which was outlined by the drape of her t-shirt. He fondled her breast while he leaned in to kiss her. Lowering her onto the bed, he kissed her again, his tongue exploring inside. She responded by holding onto him and rubbing his back. He pulled up and slid the t-shirt slowly up her chest, revealing the curve of her lower breast first. His erection grew stiff at the first sight of her perfect deep pink nipples. House quickly pulled the t-shirt off, throwing it on the floor. His hand played lightly with both of her breasts, brushing and cupping them tenderly. He leaned down and kissed her.

"You're beautiful. You're breasts are perfect."

Teagan blushed and let out a hushed chuckled of disbelief.

House looked down and saw she was wearing black satin and lace panties. The white skin, the beautiful pink nipples, the contrast of the black against her pale skin, made him ache with desire. He smiled and pulled the delicate panties down slowly, enjoying the view as he removed them. He watched as the darker, wavy hair of her mound appeared. He kissed her on her mound and nuzzled her. He was having trouble holding back. He yanked his boxers off and covered her wish his body. When she touched his erection he winced, afraid he might explode just from the touch of her fingers on his shaft. He kneed her thighs open as he took his erection in his hands and guided himself inside her. Pinning her hands above her head, he pumped slowly at first, feeling all of her as he used his free hand to fondle her breasts. His mouth found her nipple and he began to suck in rhythm with his thrusts, picking up the pace as she raised up to meet each one of them. The sucking, the restraint of her hands, the impact of each thrust, caused her groin to become thick with the congestion of her desire. She started to feel the orgasm. House watched her face contort with pleasure. Her back sank into the bed as she felt the orgasm fill her. Her pelvis tilted up to take the full length of him into her vagina. He could feel the muscles in her thighs and abdomen tighten, as her muscles contracted around his shaft on each thrust. He started moaning in her ear as his thrusts pumped deeper and deeper. They both held on to each other as they enjoyed the last of the thrusts and waves of their orgasms. When it was done, they were both sweating and panting. House raised himself up with his elbows and looked down at her.

"Whew!" was all he said and then he fell over to her side. Slowly rubbing her belly and thigh, they kissed, allowing the smell of sex and their own musk to permeate everything.

House looked her up and down, tracing her hipbone and around her belly button. He shook his head, "What a waste."

"What? What do you mean by that?" she didn't know if she should be offended or not.

"Getting two rooms, we could have saved the money." He smiled as he pulled her into him for a kiss.

She let out a big sigh and responded to his kiss.

I was trying to keep this in perspective, the day after next we would get to my house, he would spend the night and then we would go to pick up a rental car in Stockton and he would be on his way. I thought about reading him, finding out what would happen to him, but I didn't want to be disappointed. This might last for a couple of nights and then it would be over, but it felt nice. And I hadn't had nice in a long time. At least I could pretend that I had made a difference in his life, if only for a week. If I read him and saw another woman in his future or I saw that the rest of his life was nothing but pain, it would hurt too much. I decided to just let it be. Let it be a normal progression of a short lived relationship. Two people meet, they build trust, they make love, they part, they have fond memories that help them learn how to trust others. It had been a long time since I had trusted anyone. It had been even longer since Greg had.

He was watching her. She wasn't there with him. He wondered what she was thinking, where she had gone and he was wishing he had her talent to read people. He waited and he soon saw her reconnect with him. Looking at her, he gave her a weak smile. She gave him an apologetic one.

"I'm sorry, I was just thinking about how nice it was to be here with you like this. It's been a long time since I have enjoyed the company of a man."

"Would you like to enjoy my company on top?"

She giggled, "Oh yeah, I can do that!"

"Great, now wait a few minutes and the get on up and ride that horsey!" After an hour of just lying in each other's arms and touching each other, House could feel his body responding to her breasts rubbing against his chest.

Teagan enjoyed being on top and looking down at him and his blue eyes. She could see the vein coming from the side of his forehead and the little indent in his nose where there had been some injury earlier in his life resulting in this tiny scar. She could see that he was enjoying the view of her breasts.

House was enjoying the view so much that he had to close his eyes or this was going to be over quicker than he wanted. She could see that he was trying to hold back. She couldn't help but tease him with her body. Tightening and releasing her Kegle muscles, she then dipped down and rubbed her breasts on his chest.

"Oh God..Oh, no..." he started to explode. He pulled her down onto his chest as he heaved up and down pumping inside of her, releasing his load. She was watching and enjoying it all from her advantage point. When it became uncomfortable, he held her steady to stop the movement. Playfully she flexed her Kegle Muscles causing House to moan for her to stop, "Hold still, you minx, you know it's sensitive right now!"

She giggled at his discomfort.

He turned to her, "Now it's your turn. Let's watch you squirm with pleasure." Reaching down he played with her clit while thrusting his fingers inside of her. When she was ready to come she opened the gate and let him in to feel it. She was soon screaming in his ear. House was confused and excited, feeling the waves of pleasure as if he was coming too. It was an incredible feeling, somewhat different from his own orgasms, but extremely pleasurable. Now it was his turn to laugh.

"That was fantastic." She kissed him as he turned over onto his back.

"I've never experienced a woman's orgasm before. That was bizarre, great, but really strange." House was smiling from ear to ear.

"It feels good, huh? You did a great job. You're good, but then, you know that."

Grinning at her compliment, House got up to wash up. When Teagan started to get up too, he stopped in his tracks, "You're not going back to your room are you?" He sounded worried and disappointed.

"Just to get some water. I brought a couple of bottles in from the cooler. I hope you want me to come back to your bed?"

"Ah, hmmm. Let's see." He pretended to think about it, "Yeah you moron, or course I want you to come back to bed with me."

"I don't see you as a cuddler."

"Sometimes it's nice to have a warm, sexy, voluptuous body next to you when you sleep. It's like having a nice teddy bear to curl up with. It beats a pillow."

She retrieved the bottles of water and climbed back in bed with House. They talked about sex for awhile and he had her in stitches, telling her about some of his sexual mishaps. All she could say was that the funniest thing that ever happened to her in bed was when a one night stand's Golden Retriever sat next to the bed and stared at her the whole time they were having sex whimpering It made it very difficult to reach orgasm and, in fact, she had faked it just to get out of there.

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