125A/N: SO SORRY for the delay in posting this. But I went away for the weekend and I did plan on posting before I left but there was so much to do etc... It's no excuse, I know. Don't hurt me! (hides) Anyway, I hope this extra long chapter makes up for it, and I'm gathering ideas for the next story. I'm hoping that little getaway cleared the cobwebs out of my brain to come up with something extra special for you guys next time. Anyway, this chapter is rated M because there's smut. It's romantic smut, but smut is smut. Enjoy!
Chapter 9
The Spring Lake Inn was very close to the water and the boardwalk and took all of 5 minutes to get to on House's motorcycle. When he pulled up to the front entrance, Cameron gasped as he turned the engine off. "What's wrong?"
"Absolutely nothing. It's just..so beautiful."
And it definitely was. Even House had to admit it was even more amazing in person than it looked online. It was a huge house, with wooden shakes, lots of windows and tall turret to one side. It also had a wide porch where Cameron could envision spending a lot of time just sitting and relaxing.
"Come on," House said as he slung their bags over one shoulder, then wrapped his arm around her. "You're going to love the suite."
"I love this place already so I'm sure it's beautiful," she smiled at him as they went inside together. There was a lady at the front desk who held her arms open wide to welcome them.
"Welcome to the Spring Lake Inn, Dr. House. I'm Barb, your host this weekend. And this must be your beautiful companion, Dr. Cameron?"
"The one and only," House nodded.
"Everything you requested is in order and we'll be sending the champagne up to your room immediately. Enjoy yourselves, and if there's anything you need, please don't hesitate to ask."
"Thank you," Cameron smiled at her. "This place is amazing."
"Thank you," Barb smiled back as she handed House the room key card.
House used his cane to push the elevator call button and once they stepped inside, House gave her the most intense eye fuck she'd ever had the pleasure of experiencing. Her whole body shuddered. And he hadn't even touched her!
It was a short ride to the second floor and they found their room at the end of the hallway. As soon as House opened the door and they went in, Cameron was taken aback. It was a beautiful room. Not big, but very tastefully decorated with burgundy walls, plenty of windows, sofa, fireplace and a large king bed in the corner.
"This is so nice," she said as she walked around looking at everything. However, when she saw the Jacuzzi tub in the bathroom she squealed.
House was clearly proud of himself as he watched her with amusement. There was a knock at the door and House let in a guy wheeling a tray with a bottle of champagne and a bowl of strawberries.
"Nice touch," she smiled as House tipped the guy and sent him on his way and locked the door.
"It's like I said. You can't have romance without champagne."
Cameron munched on a strawberry and watched him as he expertly opened the bottle and popped the cork like it was something he did every day.
"I didn't think you had it in you."
"I have a few surprises yet."
"You also have some 'splainin' to do," she laughed as she took a glass of champagne from him.
House chuckled. "I suppose it was too much to hope that you'd just let it go."
"Are you kidding? This is the kind of thing they make movies out of."
He groaned as turned the gas fireplace on and joined her on the couch. "So what do you want to know?"
"How long have you known it was me?"
"I suspected it was you from the start but when you weren't acting any different at work, I let the idea go. But when I saw it was you that night at the pub, I couldn't believe it."
"And that's when you decided to play your little game?"
"Yep. It was easier than I thought, until.."
"Until what?"
"The end. I realize I might've gone a bit too far this afternoon. But you still showed up. How come?"
Cameron shrugged. "It's like I said, I didn't want to stoop to your level by standing you up."
"But in theory, I didn't stand you up that night," he pointed out. "I was there."
She sipped her champagne. "Yes but I didn't know that, now did I? You played your part very well, I have to say. I showed up mostly because I was curious more than anything else."
"And if it hadn't been me?"
"That's why I brought Wilson." Then she started giggling. She'd already had one glass of the champagne so he refilled it. "But seriously, Gilbert Sullivan?"
House gave her a sheepish grin. "It was the first thing that popped into my head. You still fell for it." Before she could say another word, he fed her a strawberry and she moaned.
"These are so good!"
After they finished those off, all that was left was champagne and Cameron was getting quite drunk after only a couple of glasses.
"When was the last time you ate?"
Cameron looked at her watch. "Six. But I always was a cheap drunk," she giggled. "Lucky for you."
He smirked as he took her empty champagne glass from her. "That's enough for now. I don't want you passing out or getting sick."
"Awww…" she whined playfully as he moved a little closer. She did the same and softly touched his face. His scruff felt prickly under her fingertips and he looked at her intently, curious as to what she was going to do next. Her fingers gently stroked the fine lines around his eyes, and then his soft brown hair. "I feel.." she said almost breathless.
"What?" he whispered.
"Like a virgin on her wedding night."
"Well the good news is you're not a virgin." Then he looked at her suspiciously, his eyes narrowed. "You're not, are you?"
She giggled again. "No, House, I'm not."
"Well that's a relief."
"That's good news?"
"Yep. Takes some of the pressure off."
She laughed. "Off of you or me?"
"Both." He reached out and gently pulled the elastic from the back of her hair, letting it fall down around her shoulders, and then softly ran his fingers through it. "I've wanted to do this since the day I saw you sitting in that pub. And if it's any consolation, I did feel bad for standing you up. So to speak." He moved closer and she could feel his warm breath against her cheek as he gently nuzzled her with his scruff. It was softer than she thought and she closed her eyes as his lips softly kissed her neck, and worked their way up to nibble on her ear. It had always been an erogenous zone for her and she found her breath quickening as a low growl escaped her throat. House directed his attention to that area next as his fingers began unbuttoning her blouse to reveal more skin that he couldn't wait to taste. It was so soft, like satin, and it felt amazing as he kissed and touched until her blouse was open and sliding down her arms. She let it drop to the floor as he paid attention to her lacy rose colored bra and gently ran his thumb over the outline of her nipples as they poked through the thin fabric.
"Oh God," she groaned as she threw her head back and exposed her neck to him which he gladly devoured. "House.."
"Call me Greg," he whispered as his fingers deftly unhooked the bra at the back and it too fell to the floor, her beautiful breasts inches from his face. He gently took them in both his hands and gave them a firm squeeze before lowering his head and tracing the outline of her nipple with his warm tongue. After he'd properly given each one proper attention, he tried to move on top of her but the couch wasn't quite wide enough to accommodate the two of them and his right leg was feeling the strain.
But the heat between her legs could be felt through the denim of his jeans and he couldn't resist grinding himself against her at least once. Cameron groaned once more and arched her back as she returned the gesture and pulled House down so he just about landed with his full body weight crushing against her. Her lips found his and for a few minutes he didn't care if he was crushing her. Her mouth under his felt so damn good, all he wanted to do was kiss the life out of her.
"Unghh..Cameron," he grunted as he unwrapped her arms from around his neck. "This might be more comfortable in that nice big bed over there."
"Mmm, you're right. You're also a tad over dressed."
Once she helped him to his feet, her small hands grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it up over his head.
Then she reached for his belt, undid that and his jeans before helping him step out of them, allowing him to use her for balance as he kicked them off. His hands slid over her ass and squeezed lightly, making her gasp, and then he unzipped and unbuttoned her pants and let them slide down her legs.
As she stood in front of him, wearing nothing but her pink lace panties, he couldn't help but admire her body. It was absolute perfection. Not a blemish or scar to be found anywhere and she was in excellent physical shape.
Cameron could say the same thing about House. As she slid her hands up his chest, and admired his body, she wasn't all that surprised how good a shape he was in, even though he walked with a cane. His upper body was very well developed.
His erection was plainly visible through his boxers and she tried not to show how shocked she was, but from the look of it, he was very gifted in that area as well. Her hand slid down and brushed against its length and he hissed as her hand closed around his shaft.
House began to move forward, backing her up until her legs hit the end of the bed and she fell onto it, with him right on top of her. His mouth quickly found hers and his tongue explored leisurely as did his hands as one of them slipped past the waistband of her panties and stroked her gently with just enough pressure to make her purr like a kitten. When it seemed like she was getting close, he stopped and she groaned.
"Greg..please.."
Without a word he pulled her panties off and smiled smugly. "So the carpet does match," he chuckled.
Cameron rolled her eyes and was about to respond with a snarky comment of her own but he covered her mouth with his and continued to tease and stroke her. His mouth traveled down past her breasts, giving each one a kiss before continuing down to his desired spot.
What was he doing? She thought as his tongue circled her belly button and his lips placed kisses across her stomach and even lower. Her whole body quivered as soon as she felt his tongue against her pubic bone and her back arched. Nobody ever kissed her there before, and if they did, they never ventured to where House was heading.
He used his fingers to part her folds and she let out the loudest moan he'd ever heard when his tongue tasted her for the first time. She was warm and sweet, and he felt like he couldn't get enough of her.
"Oh my God," she moaned, her head thrashing from side to side as he worked his tongue in ways she had never imagined, or would probably never experience again with anyone else. Not like that. House knew where to lick, how much pressure to use and when to back off before she fell over the edge. She was so wet that she hardly noticed when he inserted one finger inside, feeling how tight she was.
Cameron's legs instinctively spread wider and he inserted another finger and began to slide them in and out as he flicked his tongue in the same rhythm.
"Greg…I'm..I'm gonna.."
"Come for me, it's okay..just let go," he assured her as he gave another lick, his tongue flat with just enough pressure to bring her to her first orgasm of the night.
"Oh God!" she squealed as her hands gripped the bedspread and balled into fists as her whole body shook in its release. House began kissing his way back up her body until he was face to face with her. His eyes were dark and she'd never seen that look before. It was both arousing and terrifying. He stretched out next to her and drew lazy invisible patterns on her skin as she came down from her high.
"Enjoyed that, did you?"
She almost rolled her eyes. Typical House to want some kind of affirmation, but she wasn't going to deny him. Not after a performance like that.
"That was…amazing," she breathed, still trying to catch her breath after that earth-shattering orgasm he'd just given her.
"You're what's amazing," he whispered in her ear as he nibbled it.
Her body shuddered in answer as his kisses moved to her lips and he kissed her deeply, his tongue still sweet from the taste of her.
Cameron's hand slid under the waistband of his boxers and she took him firmly, stroking gently at first. He was very hard and he was aching for her but she didn't stop her ministrations until his breath quickened and his head fell back against the pillows.
"You're going to be the death of me," he groaned as she climbed on top of him, mindful of his leg, and took him out of his boxers. Once her mouth closed around him, he knew he wouldn't last very long and that wasn't how he wanted the night to end.
"Ally.." he groaned, trying to resist, yet burying his fingers in her hair.
"Mmm?"
"You're too good at that..I won't last…"
"What do you want?"
"I want you to fuck me."
"Do you..do you have.."
House reached for his jeans on the floor and pulled out a couple of condoms. Tearing one off, she took it and dressed him. Then she removed his boxers. "You won't be needing these anymore."
House froze when he realized his scar was in plain view, but Cameron was quick to address it. "Greg, I don't care about your scar. I'm not going to run away screaming, or give you pity. I want to be here. I want to be with you regardless. Understand?"
He slowly nodded and she gave him one of her warmest smiles, which seemed to do the trick because he relaxed enough for her to continue.
"I want to make love to you. It's what I've always wanted."
He nodded and placed his hands on her hips, guiding her on top of him. When she felt the tip against her slick entrance, she gasped. He felt even fuller than he looked, and when he slid in another inch, she bit her lip. It was almost too much to take.
House sensed her apprehension and in one quick move, rolled them over so she was on her back.
"This might be better," he whispered before he placed a soft kiss on her lips. "Besides, it's easier for me to make love to you this way," he added with a smile. His hand slid over her leg and wrapped it around his waist before he very carefully slid himself inside. At first he didn't move, letting her get used to him. But she felt so wet, and so tight that he had to keep going until he was so deep that she was strangling his cock already. Once he began to move, things happened very quickly. Neither of them could stop, and they didn't want to. He kissed her feverishly and she wrapped her arms around his neck, burying her fingers in his hair.
"Oh Greg, yes…harder..oh God…"
He used long, deep powerful strokes, pulled almost all the way out and then eased back in until it got to be too much.
He felt Cameron's other leg wrap around him, pulling him in tighter and that's when he lost it.
"Oh fuck..Ally..you feel so fucking tight..I could do this for hours.." he grunted between thrusts.
"We..have all weekend.." she grunted back as her nails dug into his skin. He was sure he'd have scratches all over his back but he didn't care. He was close. So damn close. He knew she was even closer by the way her walls were flexing and with a couple more thrusts, he felt a flood of moisture surround his cock and he went for it. Hard, long, deep thrusts that pushed her toward the head of the bed and made him come so hard and fast he saw stars behind his eyelids.
He stayed where he was for awhile until he went soft and slipped out of her, sighing at the loss of warm contact. After he cleaned himself up, he popped a couple of Vicodin, climbed into bed with her and fell asleep, both feeling happy and sated.
The early morning sun shone through the curtains waking the lovers from a deep sleep. Neither of them moved much at all in the night and it was Cameron who woke first. Rubbing the sleep out of her eyes, she was momentarily confused about where she was, and how she'd ended up there.
Then she heard a deep breath in and smiled down at House in bed next to her. He was also awake and looking just as out of it.
"What time is it?"
Cameron glanced at the clock beside the bed. "A little after ten. Are you hungry?"
"Starving. You damn near killed me, woman," he teased, propping himself up on his elbows.
"Whatever. I could say the same thing, Mr. Two orgasms in one night."
House arched an eyebrow and smiled smugly as he grabbed his Vicodin bottle, swallowed a couple and rubbed some circulation back into his leg. He hated Cameron to see him that way. It didn't matter if she didn't care or not. His leg made him feel like less of a man as it was.
Cameron could sense his feeling of insecurity and busied herself with checking out the room service menu.
It was a beautiful day and one of the warmest in weeks so they decided to spend it outside in the fresh air. They didn't go far, but took a walk on the boardwalk, stopping every so often to sit and people watch, and then had dinner at a restaurant on the beach.
"You haven't said much today," he said softly as they walked back to the Inn.
"Neither have you," she pointed out. "What's going on in that brilliant mind?"
He shrugged. "That big bathtub in our suite is really calling to me."
"Mmm me too. I wonder if it's big enough for two."
House leered suggestively at her. "There's only one way to find out."
They made it back, and House got undressed while she ran a hot bath for them. "There's definitely room for two in here!" She called to him.
House stuck his head in the door. "You better not be putting any girly smelling bubble bath in there."
"Doesn't smell too girly to me."
House stepped into the bathroom in all his naked glory and her eyes automatically went to his semi-flaccid cock. It was still impressive and she blushed at how she was now well aware what it was capable of.
"Take a picture it'll last longer," he smirked as he moved towards her. "Why aren't you undressed yet, Dr. Cameron?"
"I was running our bath, Dr. House. Would you like to check its temperature for your approval?"
"Now now," he said softly as he began unbuttoning her blouse, "don't be like that."
It was hard for her to stay mad at him when he looked at her with those big blue eyes and she sighed wistfully as he removed her shirt, followed by her bra and then her pants. He stroked the fabric of her panties and was pleasantly surprised to find it damp. He took another step forward, closing the gap between them and kissed her lovingly on the mouth.
Cameron pressed her body against his and let him remove her underwear so she could step out of them, and then broke the kiss to shut off the tap.
"After you," she smiled, gesturing to the tub.
House climbed in and got himself comfortable before offering her his hand to help her settle in between his legs so her back was resting against his chest.
"That's what I'm talkin' about," House groaned as he stretched out a little more and placed his hands on Cameron's hips.
"Better now?" she asked him. "I guess we walked quite a bit today."
"No big deal," he shrugged. "So tell me, why aren't you pissed off at me? I was expecting a slap in the face at all costs."
"I've never slapped anyone in my life. I wasn't going to start with you. Even if you deserved it."
"Ah-ha!" he laughed as he grabbed some soap, lathered his hands and began soaping up her breasts. "So you admit you were angry."
"Angry is pretty harsh."
"It's okay. You should've been angry. I played a wicked game that could've gone terribly wrong."
"But it didn't…unghh.."
"Like that?"
"Yesss," she hissed as she placed her small hands over his to guide them in the motions that she liked. "Keep doing that..and all will be forgiven," she whispered as she glanced up into those amazing blue eyes. He looked right back at her and she felt a quiver inside of her.
House lowered his head and kissed her as his hands disappeared underneath the bubbles.
"Ohh.." she sighed as he kissed her neck and that sensitive spot behind her ear that he discovered the night before.
They played in the bath a little longer until the water began to cool down and they got out. While drying off, House couldn't help but notice the large full-length mirror across from the tub. His hands began to explore again, gripping her hips and sliding them up her back and then around the front to her breasts.
"Mmm..what..are you doing?"
"Look," he said, pointing to the mirror they were facing. She looked to see his intense stare and felt a chill go through her.
It was pretty erotic, she had to admit. Almost like watching a movie starring themselves. House never took his eyes off of hers in the mirror as he stood behind her and kissed her neck once more in earnest.
She wrapped one arm around his neck, thus causing her breasts to rise higher and give him an excellent view of her body.
"So beautiful," he whispered as his hand slid down her stomach and between her legs. Watching him do that sent her into overdrive and she tried to turn around but he wouldn't let her. "No, watch," he ordered as he instructed her to brace her hands on the vanity for support. Then he left the room. Before she could ask what he was up to, he returned with a foil packet, slipped the condom on as quickly as possible, stood behind her and then gently slid himself into her. Their combined groans filled the small bathroom and her eyes fluttered closed. "Greg…"
"Shh..just watch," he whispered back as he turned her face towards the mirror. He was staring back at her so intensely that she couldn't look away.
Her orgasm was approaching quickly and she couldn't hold back anymore. She arched her back and spasmed as her inner walls clamped down around his cock and she went limp with exhaustion. House's arms were still around her and he began thrusting harder before he reached his own climax. "Ohh fuck..Ally! Oh yessss.."
"That was…the most erotic experience of my life," Cameron panted as she sat on the edge of the tub trying to catch her breath.
House was leaning against the vanity and smiling at her. "The most?"
She nodded and wrapped the towel around her. "Now I'm hungry."
"You just ate," he laughed, following her into the main room.
"I worked up an appetite. How about room service?"
"Sounds good. Order me a reuben."
"Okay."
"No pickles," he reminded her.
"Of course."
Their snack came less than thirty minutes later and they ate sitting up in bed watching TV.
"So what happens on Tuesday when we go back to work?" she asked him.
"Pretty heavy question."
"But we need to talk about it."
"Why don't we just keep things on the down low for a bit? They won't be clamoring all over us because they don't know anything. The only person who knows about any of this is Wilson, and he's not going to say anything."
"How do you know?"
"Because if he does, my cane will find a new home up his ass."
Cameron rolled her eyes. "Would it be such a bad thing to admit that we're seeing each other?"
"No, but we've technically only been together for 2 days. Not even that. Sure, we work together but it's not even close to being the same thing. I think we need to just see where this is going before we announce it."
She hated to admit that it made sense.
"Besides, we already know we're compatible in one aspect of the relationship," he grinned, eyes twinkling. Cameron smiled back at him and they shared a silent agreement that they'd be exploring that aspect once more that night, and hopefully for a long time to come.
The End.
A/N: That's all folks! Thanks so much to those who read, reviewed and added this story to their favorites. I think this is definitely one of my favorites as well. Stay tuned for more fun stuff. I have a few ideas that are brewing. Love you guys!