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A/N: As I read over this chapter again, I realized it's one of my less smutty scenes. I hope you still enjoy it though.

Chapter 22

Angela smiled at house, coyly biting her lip. "If people only knew what I know."

"What do you think they'd say?"

"They'd probably be shocked, but not too surprised. I always suspected you'd be amazing behind closed doors."

"Depends on which closed doors you're talking about," he smirked as he traced an invisible pattern on her stomach, reveling in how soft her skin was.

"Bedroom doors."

"Wanna find out?"

"After what you just did to me? Hell yeah!"

"Hmm," he murmured as he suddenly rolled over and pinned her wrists to the bed. "I think I can manage that."

"I want to go to tomorrow's seminar looking freshly fucked."

He arched his eyebrow. Where did this sex kitten come from all of a sudden? And where had she been hiding? He grinned before he crashed his lips to hers and explored her mouth with his tongue. He let go of her wrists and climbed on top of her. She groaned as she slipped one hand down and wrapped it around his shaft with a firm grip, causing him to moan and twitch in her hand.

Her eyes widened at the size of him as she ran her hand from the base of his shaft to its tip. He was bigger than she was used to and her immediate worry was that it wouldn't fit. Sure, she wasn't a virgin, but she had a right to be nervous about how it would be.

They kissed and held each other for several minutes before he rested his forehead against hers. "Condom?"

"In the drawer."

He leaned over and took one out, used his teeth to rip open the seal and rolled it on himself while Angela watched in fascination. House smiled down at her and his hand reached down to see if she was indeed ready for him and she was.

He then positioned himself between her legs, putting all his weight on his left side as he gently nudged himself inside.

They both moaned together from the sheer ecstasy of the sensation. He didn't move for a minute, allowing her to adjust to his size, and then he plunged in with one swift thrust.

"House!" she shouted as her fingernails dug into his shoulders. "Oh God that feels awesome!"

He covered her mouth with his as he pulled all the way out and then pushed back in. He did that a few times until he felt himself getting close, and backed off. He slid his hand down her leg and wrapped it around his waist as he thrust even deeper.

"Oh God House...just..."

"Just what?" he whispered as he devoured her neck.

"Please...faster..."

He knew as soon as he did that, he was going to lose it, and he wanted her to come first. His hand found where their bodies joined and he began to stroke her as he moved a little faster.

"Yes...oh yes...so good..."

"Yeah..."

Angela was overcome with emotions. Was it natural to feel that good? She'd never felt that good in her life.

She glanced up at House and his eyes were shut but he looked seriously in the moment. Then she felt that familiar feeling again. The warm, tingling sensations that made her body feel like it was on fire. She was going to explode and when she did, she wanted House right there with her.

"House..." she groaned as she gyrated her hips against his. "I'm so close..."

"Me too."

"Oh God..." she moaned. "I love...this..."

House pushed her over the edge and tumbled over it with her. He crashed his mouth against hers to swallow her cries as they rode out their orgasms together.

It was awhile before she came around and realized where she was and what just happened. Greg House had just made love to her. Amazingly so, he did and a wave of emotions swept over her. She felt a prickle of a tear in her eye and she turned away from him. She didn't like crying in front of anyone, least of all him.

When he caught his breath, he listened quietly for a minute. "You okay?"

She sniffed and nodded her head as he wrapped his arm protectively around her waist to pull her close to him.

"I don't deserve to be this happy," she whispered. "I keep thinking that something is going to happen and I'll wake up and it'll all be a dream...Ouch!" she yelped when House pinched her ass.

"Nope..definitely not a dream."

Angela rubbed the spot on her ass where he pinched her and grimaced. "Did you have to pinch that hard?"

"It was the only way to make sure. Feel better now?"

"Other than the bruise I'm going to have on my ass? Sure."

She felt his lips kiss the back of her neck. "Get some sleep. You have a presentation in the morning."

Within minutes of closing her eyes, she was sound asleep, wrapped securely in House's arms.

"Where're ya goin?" House mumbled into his pillow as Angela tried to climb out of bed.

"I have to shower and get ready for my presentation in an hour. Go back to sleep, order room service if you want."

"When will you be done?"

"Eleven."

"And then what?"

"We have the rest of the day to do whatever."

"And what is there to do in Vancouver on a cold, grey day?"

"Lots. All I know is that I don't want to stay around here."

House nodded. "I'll be down in the lobby at eleven."

"Sounds like a plan." She leaned over to give him a quick kiss but House deepened it and tugged on her hand to pull her onto the bed. "House!"

"It's still early...we have time for...another round..."

"Oh no we don't. I have to get ready and be down there early. I promise, later we can..."

His bright blue eyes and seductive smile were working their magic on her and she felt herself weaken under his gaze.

"House...please..."

His hand was trailing up her leg but he didn't break eye contact.

Angela glanced at her watch. She still had time before she had to jump in the shower. It wasn't like she had to go anywhere, just down to the conference room.

House could see she was caving in and he made his move, lowered his head and gently kissed her.

"I really need to shower..."

"Hmm..come to think of it, so do I. Great, let's go."

Angela's jaw dropped. "You mean...together?"

"Did you have a better idea? This way, you can have your shower, and I can..uh..shower with you. It's a win-win."

She followed him into the large bathroom where he turned on the hot water, got it to a decent temperature and then used the very convenient grab bar in the shower as he stepped in.

"Are you coming in?"

Suddenly, she felt a little shy. Sure, he'd seen her the night before, but it was dark then. Now he'd be seeing her in broad daylight. However, the way he was looking at her was predatory and she was seemingly under his spell as she dropped the robe she was wearing and stepped inside.

He wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her. His lips felt very warm and soft from the heat of the shower and she backed up against the slick tile wall as he proceeded to kiss her everywhere. His hot mouth attacked one of her breasts, and then the other. He used the built in seat and gestured for her to sit on his lap.

"Turn around, I'll wash your hair," he whispered as he reached for the shampoo bottle.

When she was situated on his good leg, he began to work the lather through her hair. She'd never had anyone shower with her before, let alone wash her hair that way, and she closed her eyes. House was soon to become an addiction for her.

When he was done, she rinsed and was about to turn around but he kept her where she was. Grabbing the bar of soap, he lathered his hands and began washing the rest of her. His hands felt amazing as they concentrated on her breasts and moved down her stomach to that place between her legs where she ached to be touched again.

"House..." she moaned as she threw her head back and leaned against him as his fingers worked their magic.

"Mm...you like that?"

"Yes.."

"You like the way I play with your clit...the way I can get you so hot like this..."

"Oh God...yessss," she hissed as he worked his hand faster until she came hard and a deep moan escaped her lips.

They rinsed off and she got dressed in a hurry. House enjoyed the frazzled way she ran around and grabbed her presentation folder as he lay in their bed with a smug grin on his handsome face.

When she finally left, he went back to sleep.

X X X

Angela finished her presentation with a round of applause and smiled at the crowd. "Any questions?"

House quietly entered the room and stood in the corner at the back and waited for her to finish up.

Someone near the front raised their hand. "Yes?" she said and pointed.

A man stood up, looking roughly House's age and he smiled at her. "I'm Captain Burns, Winnipeg unit. It's been my experience that the best people in the field of bullying are those who have been bullied themselves."

Angela nodded. "I was."

"My point is, what could people possibly have to bully you about, Sergeant?"

"You'd be surprised what kids will find to pick on someone about."

"I'm sure I would be. But what I'm getting at is that you're a bright, pretty woman with a good sense of humor. I have a hard time believing you of all people were bullied."

House rolled his eyes and Angela saw him. She tried not to smile, in spite of herself. A man was clearly flirting with her and House was there to see it. He was not going to be happy.

After a couple more questions, people began to file out of the room as Angela packed up her things. House stayed at the back of the room and watched the Captain from Winnipeg approach the stage.

"Great presentation. I'm sure it was better than the guy who was supposed to give it," the man said to her.

"I wouldn't know. They didn't tell me who it was. But thanks," she replied as she continued to put things in her bag.

"I was wondering..if you'd like to join me for lunch."

Angela paused for a second and looked at him. Was he serious?

"I'm honoured to be asked, Captain..."

"Ron," he corrected.

"Ron," she smiled, a slight blush creeping over her face. "But that's quite impossible."

"Oh. I see. You...have plans?"

"Yes. Thanks anyway."

"No problem. Enjoy your weekend."

He walked away and House limped up the aisle toward the stage, brushing past the captain on his quest to claim his territory.

"You're blushing. What did he say to you?"

Angela couldn't help the coy smile that appeared. "He asked me out."

"And you said..."

She stared at him. "Are you high? What the hell do you think I said? You shouldn't even have to ask!" she hissed loudly and stormed off ahead of him.

House rolled his eyes and followed her into the elevators.

"Is this what it's going to be like every time someone shows an interest in me?"

He didn't answer her and they rode up to the eighth floor in silence.

She didn't understand him sometimes and it infuriated her to no end. The night before he was sweet and sexy, and then as soon as someone else threatened to take what was his, he turned into a green-eyed monster.

They were going to have to have a serious talk about their relationship or it was going to hit the skids very fast.

A/N: So, we have 3 chapters left in the story. Still loving it? You guys have been amazing with the reviews so THANK YOU VERY MUCH! I don't like to bore you with my sob stories but as someone who was constantly told I had no talent and that everything I wrote was dumb, it means more than you can imagine just to know that you guys like this enough to read/review/add it to your favorite stories. So I'll say it again: I LOVE YOU GUYS!