A/N: This chapter was a collaboration between utility_singer and charleybec. It is rated M for mature theme.

(Please note the three dots (…) between paragraphs indicate where the next author took over the story.)

As Maria reached the landing at the top of the next flight of stairs, Georg caught up to her. He reached out and grabbed her. Laughing, she collapsed into his arms as his lips claimed hers in a passionate kiss. Thankfully the staircase was deserted so there was no one to witness them kissing on the stairs.

Pent up desire for each other was unleashed as he pushed her up against the wall, their kisses exploding into a wild fury for each other.

Georg moved his hand from where it was on her back around to caress her breasts. As Maria moaned at his touch, he boldly slipped his hand down her cleavage and into her dress, hoping to discover whether her secret was true, that indeed she was not wearing anything under her dress.

At that moment, Maria came to her senses and pushed him back with a laugh.

"Oh no Captain. Not here." She told him with a seductive giggle.

Georg grunted in frustration. "Why not here? I need you! Now!"

Maria loved the power that wearing the black dress gave her over her husband. She loved hearing the desire in his voice, the way he wanted her, the way he needed her. She needed him too desperately, but she was determined to continue to play this little game with him that they had started playing with each other at dinner.

She teasingly moved away from him, starting to walk backwards up the next flight of stairs. At the same time, with an impish smile on her lips, she wiggled her finger at him, shook her head and told him playfully. "Ah-uh, no, no, no…" Then she reached out to grab the collar of his shirt pulling him up the stairs with her.

"Soon." She whispered as she placed a hot, sensual kiss on his lips. "We are almost there."

As she was leaning down over him, he tripped slightly on the stair in front of him, distracted by being able to see right down her cleavage. Georg was totally captivated with the woman in front of him. So totally aroused by her that he followed her almost blindly as she slowly pulled him up the remaining flight of stairs.

Reaching the top of the stairs, Maria abruptly let go of his collar, spun on her heel and took off down the hallway. Georg blinked several times before he came to his senses. Quickly he sprinted after her, only catching her when he arrived at the locked door to their suite.

…

The key. Where was the key?

Georg patted his pockets frantically, before he heard Maria's voice.

"Are you looking for this, darling?" He turned toward her, and saw her dangling the key fob in front of her, much the way a hypnotist would swing a pocket watch. But it was entirely unnecessary, as Georg was already completely under her spell.

He grunted, a combination of frustration and desire. In a single motion he took the key, unlocked the door, and ushered her inside. Pulling her to him, he used his foot to kick the door shut. Finally.

His mouth found hers in an instant, and their tongues tangled in a race for dominance. Georg felt Maria start to pull back, and took her head in his hands, his mouth and his mind unwilling to break the connection. He felt her hands searching for the buttons of his jacket, then reluctantly loosened his grip on her as she removed it. Their eyes met, and Georg noted that Maria's were a darker shade of blue than he'd ever seen before.

She then began unbuttoning his shirt, and he unfastened his cufflinks as she pulled his shirttail from his pants, and lifted it from his shoulders. He assumed it went the way of his suit jacket, but honestly he didn't know or care.

Running his hands over her bare shoulders and arms, he found the edge of her dress and ran his fingers along it. His touch caused her to shiver in anticipation, grazing the sensitive skin along her sides. Maria reached behind her own neck, and unfastened the small bit of fabric that was holding up the top of her dress. Immediately her husband's hands found her breasts, stroking and kneading and teasing until her nipples hardened, which took no time at all.

Maria began to walk backward leading him toward the bed; when they reached it she gently pushed him to sit. Now at eye level with her bosom, he took one sweetly curved mound in his hand, and the other in his mouth.

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Maria moaned and threw her head back as Georg licked and suckled upon her nipple. His wrapped his other hand around her back, drawing her closer to him as his need and hungry desire for her overtook him. Quickly he switched to the other breast, giving it the attention it deserved. Maria ran her fingers through his thick hair; gently pushing his head closer to her breasts, encouraging his actions. After a few moments, Maria moved back just slightly from him so she could reach down and take his face in her hands. She gently directed his face up towards hers before leaning down and claimed his lips in a passionate kiss.

Breaking the kiss she saw Georg panting with desire for her, his eyes dark and wild. He started to reach for her.

"Oh, no" She purred as she stepped back away from him. "I'm the one who is seducing you tonight. Lie back and enjoy yourself."

"Yes, Captain!" Georg replied enthusiastically as he shuffled back up on the bed until he reached the pillow. He leant back on his elbows, not quite lying down so he had full view of what she was about to do.

The black dress that Maria was wearing was still hanging waist high, revealing her breasts. Slowly she slipped her arms out of the dress, then reached to undo the zipper, allowing the dress to billow to the floor. She stepped out of the dress and kicked off her shoes. Georg gulped as he watched her, now knowing that she had indeed been telling the truth: she wore no undergarments, only her stockings and white lace garter belt. Slowly she undid the clips of her stockings from the suspenders, bending down to remove each stocking from her smooth, shapely legs. She then unfastened her garter belt, tossing it on the floor with her nylons.

Maria's heart pounded in her chest. She was now completely naked before her husband. There was something she found completely exhilarating about taking control, being the one in charge of their lovemaking. Taking a deep breath, Maria approached Georg on the bed, firstly taking off his shoes and socks before crawling up the bed, until she sat straddled on top of him. She ran her fingertips down his muscular chest, following the dark curls until reaching the waistband of his trousers. Quickly she unbuckled his belt before proceeding to unbuttoning his trousers, allowing her fingers to linger on the bulge beneath.

Before Georg had time to process what she was doing, she had gotten off the bed again and was encouraging him to lift his hips so she could remove his trousers. She yanked them down his legs and off his body, throwing them somewhere over the other side of the room. Moving back up the bed, she did the same thing with his undershorts, revealing his hard arousal.

Instinctively, Georg reached for her, starting to envelope her in his arms. Maria put two fingers up to his lips, stopping him. "Not so fast darling. Let's take things slowly shall we?"

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Maria moved to the top of the bed, and ran her hands through her husband's hair as she knelt beside him, her mouth moving from his forehead to his cheek, then to meet his mouth in a lustful kiss. She traced his lips with her tongue, and when he tried to meet hers with his own she backed away, meeting his eyes and giving him a sly smile. He watched as she licked her own lips, slowly, causing his breathing to become ragged as he groaned in frustrated desire. Maria then leant forward a placed another kiss, this time in the hollow just below his Adam's apple, before lightly sucking on that sensitive spot.

Georg moved his hands into Maria's hair, loving how her strawberry blond locks shone in the dim lamplight, and how soft they felt flowing through his fingers. He caressed her ears, cheeks, along her jaw; moving his hands downward in the same manner Maria was moving her mouth down his body. Kissing, licking, sucking along his shoulders, grazing his nipples with her tongue, moving her hands through the patch of dark curls in between.

Her mouth followed the thatch of hair on his chest until it became a slender path, leading all the way to his groin. Her husband was now fully aroused and exposed, and Maria felt muscles in the area between her own legs clench in response to the sight. She raised her eyes to meet his, and was delighted when she saw he'd closed them, his lips parted, a look of complete ecstasy on his face. In that instant, she knew she wanted to continue. Maria placed a hand at his base, slowly and softly bringing her fingers up the shaft. She closed her own eyes, and kissed the tip.

"Ooooooooohh," Georg shuddered and then sharply inhaled, and ran his hands through her hair once more.

…

At that moment, any nervousness that Maria might have been feeling about kissing her husband that way disappeared after hearing his more than enthusiastic response to her actions. As Maria continued to stroke his manhood with her hand, feeling the velvety stiffness of his erection, she felt a deep throbbing between her legs, her want and desire for him mounting.

Georg kept moaning and panting as she touched him, encouraging her to be just a little bolder. Maria opened her mouth slightly to slowly and delicately run her tongue up and down his manhood.

"Oh… Maria!" Georg cried out through clenched teeth as his hands left her head to grip the bed sheets tightly beside him. "Oh… YES!"

Hearing how much Georg loved what she was doing to him made Maria feel dizzy with excitement; her body was shaking slightly, her breathing became shallow but rapid. Her heart beat widely in her chest as she felt completely and totally aroused by the moment they were sharing together. She wanted to take things further, to please him as much as he pleased her and to show him how much she loved him. Maria took a deep breath before taking as much of him in her mouth as she could. Gently sucking, she relished the feel of his member, and the reaction she was eliciting from the man she loved.

Moments passed as she pleasured him, sounds of intense gratification escaping from his mouth. Georg had thrown his head back as he moaned, his eyes closed, his hands continuing to grasp the sheet beside him.

Stopping her actions before she took him all the way, Maria started to move her kisses back up his body, slowly sucking and licking her way back up to his mouth, ending with a passionate kiss.

As she pulled back from the kiss, Georg opened his eyes to look into hers seeing them wild and dark with arousal.

Giving him a sly smile, she whispered. "Your turn now, darling."

…

Almost before she finished speaking, Georg embraced her and pulled her close, capturing her mouth with hungry urgency filled with all the love and passion he held for his wife. His hands slid across the softness of her derriere, her hips, her thighs, finally reaching the sweet warmth he sought. Feeling how ready she was, he rolled her onto her back effortlessly. Georg rose above her, crying out as he entered paradise.

Now they were one - heart and mind, body and soul. Within moments, their movements were in complete harmony; a measured, insistent rhythm that soon brought both of them to the brink. He slowed his pace, until he was teasing her entrance with the tip of his manhood. He stayed there, still, as Maria whimpered, raising her hips, begging him to return. He waited, until her voice joined her body in begging for more.

"Please, Georg, please, I can't... please, I need you."

"What do you need, Maria?" he leaned over her, their bodies glistening in the soft moonlight. He found her mouth with his, licking her lips, daring her to catch him.

"You, I need you, I want you."

…

Maria cried in frustration at what he wasn't giving her just as Georg nipped at her, placing hot kisses upon her neck. She was so consumed with want and ardent desire for him that she barely heard what he whispered into her ear.

"What?" She panted, opening her eyes. Georg looked down at his wife, her eyes burning with desire, her face flushed, her lips slightly parted, her breathing heavy.

"…My name, say my name…" Georg growled back, his voice low, raspy, full of yearning.

"Georg…" She breathed, closing her eyes again and running her hands through his hair.

"No… You may call me Captain. You will call me Captain, Fraulein," He grunted into her ear, as he began to slowly move inside her again.

"Oh, Captain…" She murmured as he increased his pace. "… Captain…" She dug her fingernails into his shoulders as he thrust deeper and faster, bringing them both closer to the point of ecstasy.

"Oooooh, CAPTAIN!" Maria cried out as the waves of indescribable pleasure washed over her, taking her over the edge to the point where nothing existed except him and what he was doing to her. Quickly he joined her in his own explosive climax, his cries of passion blending with hers, before collapsing on top of her. Breathing ragged, hearts racing, they held onto one another, sweat pouring off their bodies.

Finally Georg lifted his head from where he had buried it on Maria's shoulder, propping himself up on his elbow. He gazed at her, her cheeks flushed pink from their encounter. He had known from the start that she had a passionate nature, and Georg was both humbled and grateful that she was becoming not just a willing lover, but an inspired and eager one, as well. Maria opened her eyes to look up at him, giving him a small smile as he leant down to kiss her deeply, this time with such sweetness and reverence that she thought her heart would burst.

"Oh, my love, that was…. what... how...?" Georg was unable to form a coherent sentence, but Maria seemed to know instinctively what he was asking.

"I suppose such a dress makes one feel quite provocative and, well, amorous," she explained," her voice trailing off as her husband reclaimed her soft pink lips with his own.

There were no other words spoken between them, for none could describe what they had just experienced together. She had given her all to him; his all given to her in return. Their emotional love uniting the physical love they had just shared. Instead, as they lay in the afterglows of their lovemaking, they continued to caress and kiss each other slowly and tenderly before drifting off to sleep wrapped in each other's arms.