House smirked. "The chess comes after." Then he shrugged. "She's amazing. I just have no more interest in her pain than I have in my own."

He also knew that she was pretending regardless. Oh, he thought she liked him. But he had no delusion that she was particularly attracted to him. He could make her come (and he loved doing it), but he wasn't going to hurt her even if it would have brought her pleasure.