Sometimes, the difference between wrong and right could crumble your soul, Christian thought as his eyes soaked in the vision before him. She stood by the bed of the softly lit hotel room, wearing a sheer red babydoll with white faux fur at the top of the bodice and matching red stilettos. He committed every detail of her to his memory...from her champagne-blonde hair draped over her shoulder, her jade-colored eyes that seemed to peer into his soul, and her red lipstick on her seductive lips. She was every man's fantasy, but she was his...well, for the moment.

Christian took a sip from his tumbler of bourbon, his eyes never leaving her as he savored her presence, knowing that it was only for the night. "I never imagined we'd be alone in a room like this," he whispered.

"I'm sure you've done this with many other women," she said, smiling.

"Not for decades. You know I haven't," Christian admitted. He had had his share of affairs when he was young before he'd even met his wife. He wasn't proud of that fact, but he couldn't take that back, and in the past few years, only one woman had caught his eye. And now that they were in a hotel suite in Nashville, he knew his marriage vows were about to crumble. He had fallen in lust with this beautiful creature, but they had resisted their feelings until now. He'd never expected it to come to this.

"It's been a year since the first night I saw you. We met in a crowded room, and you were introduced to me with all the others. But I noticed you, and you took my breath away." Christian smiled. "I've adored you from afar since then."

"Me too, but we're here tonight alone. I don't know if I'll have the strength to resist," Grace whispered as a tear rolled down her cheek.

"Me neither." Christian put his glass down on the nearby nightstand and walked towards Grace. He cupped her cheek and gently kissed her lips. The moment his lips touched hers, he was lost. She wrapped her arms around his waist, and he deepened his kiss.

Grace moaned, "I've longed for you for a long time. You're the only one I could imagine being with. My body is yours for the taking, Christian. Take what you want."

Christian groaned at her words and pulled her in for a kiss. He pulled her close, crushing her to him, and ravaged her mouth like a starved man. His hands moved up and down her back and over her ass. He reached down, and, with his hands on her cheeks, he lifted her. Grace wrapped her legs around his waist as he walked her to the bed. His kisses moved to her neck, and he nibbled on it as he laid her down on the bed. Christian looked at her lying there, and she smiled. She looked like a delectable Christmas treat he was about to enjoy.

"I want this to be a night you will never forget," Christian said as he unbuttoned his shirt.

Grace sat up, placed her finger in his belt, and pulled him to her. "Let me," she said, reaching up to undo his buttons.

Grace unbuttoned his shirt and let it drop to the floor. She unbuckled his pants and slid them and his boxers down his body. He was already hard, and his cock sprang free. His cock was beautiful to her eyes, and Grace licked her lips at the thought of tasting it.

Christian stepped out of his shoes, pants, and boxers and then moved toward Grace, who scooted back on the bed. She lay back and looked up at him as he towered over her. His body and his erect cock made her pussy drip in anticipation. Grace had never wanted any man as much as she wanted him at that moment.

He crawled toward her and straddled her. He wanted to make this an unforgettable evening for both of them, and Christian wanted to enjoy every moment with his goddess. He leaned down and kissed her lips, trailing kisses over her jaw and neck. He nibbled on her collarbones, his tongue gliding along the thin skin that stretched over those protrusions.

"Oh, Christian!" Grace gasped.

His hands cupped her breasts and massaged them through the sheer fabric of the babydoll. Her nipples were already hard. He pulled the strap of her lingerie off her shoulder, pulling the fabric down, and feasted his eyes on her beautiful flesh. Her skin was smooth and flawless. Her breasts were full and heavy on her chest, with silver-dollar-sized areola and hard nipples. Christian's mouth replaced one hand, and his tongue circled her areola before he gently sucked her nipple into his mouth. His tongue toyed with the tip as his hand massaged her breast. Grace arched her back and moaned loudly, encouraging Christian to continue.

He released her nipple with a pop, his saliva coating the taut nub, and turned his attention to the other. Grace writhed under his touch, her body a bundle of nerves, as she gave in to his attention. No man had ever worshipped her like this. She was used to men who were only interested in their pleasure, but Christian seemed to revel in giving her joy. Grace felt his stiff shaft resting against her thigh as he feasted on her breasts.

"You are intoxicating," Christian growled.

His lips trailed kisses over her abdomen until they reached her red thong. Christian looked up at Grace, and her eyes were half-open as she looked at him in a haze. Christian's finger pulled the gusset aside to see her wet folds, swollen and glistening with nectar. His hands moved around to her hips and slowly pulled the thong off her legs, revealing her bare pussy. Grace gasped as he parted her legs and stared down at her. Her excitement was more potent than her self-consciousness as he stared at her, drinking in the vision.

"So fucking beautiful," he said before lowering his mouth to her.

Christian took great satisfaction in cunnilingus and was confident in his skills to bring his partner pleasure. He had been imagining her taste since he laid eyes on her. Christian began his feast by teasing Grace's inner thighs and outer labia with his tongue. Grace moaned in ecstasy as his tongue made contact with her delicate flesh. Her legs fell open, giving him unfettered access. She wanted this, and her body was primed for it.

Christian used his thumbs to spread her outer lips, opening her to him like a flower. Her lips opened, revealing a beautiful pink pussy with a pearl that was just begging for him to lick. He leaned in, his nose taking in her scent of sweet musk, and licked the entire length of her pussy. Grace moaned and lifted her hips as his tongue found her clit. She tasted delicious to him. Her body was ready and receptive as his tongue explored her pussy. His hands pushed her thighs apart as his tongue circled her clit. Her body reacted, and Grace began grinding her pussy against his mouth and tongue. He latched onto her clit and sucked, making Grace's body tremble and buck as her orgasm washed over her.

Christian continued his assault on her pussy as he pushed his index finger into her pussy. He felt her muscles clench down on his digit, which only made him want more of her. His tongue licked and sucked her clit, and his finger pumped her pussy. Grace's body responded to his touch as she moaned loudly and ground her body into his tongue and finger. He inserted a second finger into her pussy, making Grace arch her back and moan.

"Oh yes, Christian. Just like that," she moaned, her body in a state of euphoria. Grace reached down and grabbed the sheets, holding them tight in her fists as her orgasm crashed through her body. She felt a gush of liquid come from her pussy as she climaxed and squirted. Christian groaned, licking up every drop as Grace lay there, her body shivering and shaking from her climax. He couldn’t recall being so turned on in his life, and his cock was achingly stiff and dripping pre-cum. Christian climbed on top of her. Grace's body felt limp as Christian's body lay over hers. He pressed his mouth to hers, and she tasted herself on his lips. Her legs spread wide to allow him access to her core. Her hands traveled down his body until she grasped his thick shaft. Her thumb spread the precum down the head of his cock as her fist slowly jacked his length.

Christian's hand moved to hers and guided the tip to the entrance of her pussy. His lips pressed against hers as he pushed his head into her, her velvet walls enveloping him. They both groaned in unison as Christian slowly inched deeper inside her until his cock was buried to the hilt.

"So good, Grace," he said as he moved inside her. She was warm and tight, her walls rippling with each thrust.

"Oh, Christian, it feels amazing. So thick," she moaned and wrapped her arms around him, her nails scratching down his back.

Christian's mouth went to her neck, his teeth lightly grazing the flesh. His cock was aching for release as he made love to this angel underneath him. He was sure that there was nothing that could make him feel any better, and his body shuddered at the sensation of being buried in her tight sheath.

He pulled his cock out, leaving only the head inside her. Grace whimpered at the emptiness but was soon moaning as Christian pushed back in slowly, her pussy stretching to accommodate his size. He began pumping into her faster, his body craving a release that had been building for months.

"Yes, oh yes, Christian!" she moaned.

Christian began pumping faster and harder. Grace moaned as another orgasm built. Christian was bringing her closer and closer to the edge of that cliff, and Grace could not hold out much longer.

"Oh my God!" Grace cried as she climaxed again, her pussy tightening around Christian's shaft, her juices coating his cock. She was lost to her pleasure, but Christian was not finished with her. His hips began moving again as he pounded her pussy with abandon.

Christian felt the familiar sensation of an impending orgasm, but he wasn't ready for that yet. He slowed his strokes, savoring the feel of her warm pussy around him. Grace moaned, and her walls clenched his cock. Christian sighed as he continued to thrust, wanting to give her one more orgasm. Grace's arms were tight around his neck, her hands clutching at his back. Their lips crashed together, tongues swirling in dance as Christian thrust his cock in and out of her soaked cunt at a slow pace.

Christian's thrusts were slower, but he was pounding deeper inside her. His balls slapped against her ass as his strokes were getting faster. He felt his balls tighten, and he knew he was on the brink of an explosion. His hips moved erratically, and he felt the tingle at the base of his spine, and his balls drew up tight to his body.

"I want you from behind," Christian groaned as he pulled his shaft from her.

Christian helped her to turn around on all fours, presenting him with a view he had fantasized about many times. He adored her plump derriere more than any other part of her body, possibly. Christian ran his palm over the smooth globes of her ass, kneading her flesh in his fingers. Grace gasped at the feel of his hands on her body. His touch was light, and he was tender, but there was also a roughness that made her shudder. His fingers danced across her ass, then moved to her hip, his palm caressing the skin of her flank.

Christian's eyes were fixed on Grace's ass. His cock throbbed at the thought of her bent over in front of him. Christian took hold of himself and placed the tip of his cock at Grace's entrance. Her cunt was sopping wet, swollen, and open, and his head was soaked with her nectar. He pushed into her slowly and felt the warm, tight grip of her pussy on his cock. Grace's head hung down between her shoulders as she let out a loud, guttural moan.

"Oh yes," Grace moaned as she pushed her hips back.

Christian grabbed Grace by the hips and pulled her back onto his shaft. Grace's pussy was warm, and Christian felt her velvety walls grip him. Grace moaned, pushing back into him.

Christian's thrusts were long and slow at first. He pulled almost entirely out of her before plunging in deep, making Grace whimper in delight. She felt so good to him. He had fantasized about her body, and he was enjoying it immensely. Grace was an amazing woman. Her pussy felt like a dream.

"So fucking good. I have dreamed about your pussy for a year. It feels so amazing," he said as he picked up his pace and began thrusting harder.

He watched his cock disappear into her body as his balls slapped against her clit with each thrust. Grace looked over her shoulder at Christian, and he reached out, his fingers weaved into her hair at the base of her neck, gripped and pulled. Grace cried out at the bite of pain, her scalp burning, as her head was pulled back, but it was the perfect juxtaposition to the pleasure she felt as Christian's cock slammed in and out of her pussy.

"Yes, Christian. Fuck me. Make me yours. I want to feel you come inside me." Grace begged, her voice a needy whine.

Christian's grip on Grace's hair tightened. His thrusts became more erratic as he felt the tingle at the base of his spine. Grace moaned, and her pussy squeezed his cock.

"I want your cum," Grace gasped, "cum...inside...me," she said as Christian pounded her. Grace felt the tingling sensation of an orgasm building in her body. Christian's hand moved from her hair to her neck as his hand slid down her throat and gripped her firmly.

Grace gasped for air and felt a wave of heat rush over her as the tingling grew more intense. Grace's orgasm was building, and she was ready for another one. Christian's hips moved at a furious pace. The sensation in his loins grew more and more intense as he felt himself nearing his peak.

Christian's hand moved from Grace's neck to her shoulder, pulling her back onto him with every thrust. Grace was gasping for air and moaning. Her pussy was gripping his shaft like a vise. The tingling in his spine was almost unbearable, and his orgasm was building, ready to explode. He pounded Grace harder and faster.

"Yes, Christian. Give it to me," Grace pleaded. Christian grunted, and with a final hard thrust, his body stiffened as his balls contracted and his orgasm washed over him.

"Oh God!" Christian shouted as he erupted deep inside her.

His hips bucked, and his cock twitched inside her, filling Grace with his cum. Christian's hips continued to pump as he emptied himself into her. He held himself deep inside Grace as his cock spasmed and his orgasm subsided.

"That's it. Fill me up," she said. Her pussy pulsed around Christian's shaft as she came. Her pussy was overflowing with Christian's cum and her own juices. Grace fell to her elbows and laid her face on the mattress, her body spent from her orgasm.

Christian pulled his semi-erect cock from her pussy, a gush of their mixed fluids rushing from Grace. Grace's arms were shaking, her body exhausted. Her arms gave out, and her body collapsed to the mattress, rolling over to her back. She was panting, her chest heaving. Her eyes were half-closed, and she looked utterly spent.

Grace's eyes fluttered, and she smiled. "Thank you, Christian. That was amazing," she purred, stretching languidly like a satisfied feline. Christian was pleased to see how happy Grace looked. She was glowing, and her smile was beautiful and radiant.

"You are welcome," he replied and knelt beside her.

Grace turned her head to Christian and smiled again. He leaned forward, pressing his lips to hers, and kissed her. Grace's arms slid around his neck and pulled him closer, deepening their kiss. Grace moaned softly and broke their kiss, pulling back. Her hand caressed Christian's face, and her fingertips traced the contours of his cheek and jaw. Grace's thumb ran over his lower lip, pulling it down.

Christian took Grace's hand, pulling it away from his face, and held it in his. His fingers entwined with hers as he looked into her eyes. Grace smiled and looked back at him.

Christian smiled. "You are a gorgeous creature," he whispered. He pulled Grace to him and hugged her. Grace wrapped her arms around his neck. Her face nuzzled into his neck, and her breath was hot on his skin.

"I think I love you." Grace sighed. "I wish I didn't."

Christian smiled. "I think I love you too, " he sighed. But we are so wrong." He held Grace tighter, his heart heavy.

"I know," Grace whispered, her voice thick with emotion. "But we will always have this night."

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