Hello my lovely readers heres another new fic :) I felt i needed to do this because they are my fav current roster pairing and the pics that surfaced made me. Read and review please :)

He pushed her back against the hotel wall inadvertently knocking a lamp off a table in the process, but he didn't care about the sound of shattering glass at the moment, or the mess it would be to clean up in the morning. Right now all he cared about was tasting her and fulfilling the desire within him by having her delicious thighs draped around his waste.

A moan arose from her stomach and escaped through her barley parted lips, she needed this too...he knew it and he was more then happy to satisfy her. Reaching out she grabbed his shirt collar roughly, trying to hold him closer against her even if it was seemingly impossible at the moment. She must have realized this too because her grip on him soon became a violent tugging on his dress shirt, tearing at the stiff cotton to desperately undue the buttons.

Chris smirked at the young girl in his arms as she fought to peal the fabric down over his shoulders, a week had obviously been too long for her to and it excited him to know that he had just as much of an affect on her as she had on him.

"Please," She panted, grinding forward against him, making her intentions clear, "I want you now."

His thumbs found there way into the front of her jeans as he unbuttoned them, rolling them down over her bronzed legs...legs that by now were all too familiar to him.

"Patience," He responded, nuzzling his face into the crook of her neck, "I've missed you too but I don't want to rush this...I love taking my time with you."

Kelly giggled as he kissed a path of destruction all the way up behind her ear before her hand found its way onto the back of his head and the other one remained wrapped around his now naked waist. "And boys call me a tease."

He laughed back and grabbed one of her legs, placing around his abdomen, "God, you're so fucking sexy." He groaned repeating his actions with the other leg. The Florida resident smiled back at him, hooking both her arms around his neck.

The Canadian proceeded to carry her over to bed, laying her down and climbing on top to lock his mouth with hers. Their tongues fought urgently for dominance over each other, each person longing to be the one in control. Of course Chris was the one who had the most power in the situation, and unless the mood struck him he wasn't about to let go of that fact either.

She arched her back off the mattress when his coarse hands trailed up over her thighs, he could feel the heat radiating from her skin and he couldn't wait to feel his own flesh against hers.

Reluctantly Chris climbed off of her and retreated to the foot of the king size bed. She of course sat up suddenly confused, but her dumbfounded expression was soon replaced by a smirk of her own when she saw him yanking on his belt buckle. She looked absolutely mischievous sitting there as she parted her legs just a little, giving him a better view of the red panties she was sporting that evening.

Chris winked at her and kicked out of his jeans before rejoining her on the soft mattress. The way it absorbed his weight let him know that he would hate to sleep on it, but lucky for him he wouldn't be doing much sleeping, not tonight anyway. Because the look on her face let him know that she was determined to make the best of the time they had in case it was another week before they got more alone time together. Not that he was complaining.

It didn't take long for the former champion to discard of her lingerie and start a trail of kisses down her torso towards his destination. Then as soon as his mouth did fall on her a sharp hiss eased out of her throat. He adored that sound, and every other little one she would make in response to him, Chris had found himself growing accustomed to a lot of things about the blonde woman.

Later in the night Chris laid awake, Kelly's head still resting on his chest, "Barbie, psst B are you awake?" He asked quietly, brushing his hands through the soft tendrils of her hair. She didn't stir, not that he really expected her too, she usually did sleep pretty sound after they been wrapped up in each other for hours.

But just like every night they spent together now that the sex was over a familiar uneasy feeling was dwelling inside him. It was something he kept hoping would go away, yet it never did. Even though he had been seeing the younger woman for some time now the guilt never did subside.

Easing his way out of bed he made his way across the hotel room floor in search of his pants, and when he found the denim slipped his hand into the pocket. When he found what it was that he was looking for he made his way back to the safety of the covers and laid the contents of his fist on the night table. His wedding ring bounced around on the wood until the spin slowed down enough for it to fall flat on its side. All Chris could do was stare at the gold loop, he didn't know how this had become his life. It was like it was all a dream, but what he had done he couldn't undue and he wasn't sure he wanted to.

He felt bad for what he was doing to Jessica, but that didn't mean he could stop.

Rolling over he looked at Barbie Blank instead, she looked perfect there beside him, her skin damp from their encounter, her long hair dishevelled this way and that around her porcelain face. Perfect wasn't supposed to exist, but it was the best word he could think of to describe her, and the only other thing he could come up with besides that was sin. Chris decided to settle for both, because she was both and he liked her that way.