House's breath hitched and then he slowly pulled his hand away. "I'm not being cruel, beautiful, I promise," he murmured, kissing her once more. "But it's been so long, and I want..."

Deciding that doing was better than explaining, he slid back on the bed so that there was more room, and then put his hands on her waist again and pulled her up onto the bed so that she was sitting where his head had been lying before while she massaged him.

He swallowed hard, hoping to god that he remembered what he was doing, and before she could react, placed both hands on either of her thighs and lowered his head between her legs, taking one languorous lick with his tongue.