Fire & Wine 
An Erotic Short Story 
 
 
 The smell of burning wood, and wine filled the room. It was dark, and just the glowing embers could be seen. She poured herself another glass of wine and made her way to the fire. She often sat in the lobby of the hotel when she needed to clear her mind. The faint sounds of footsteps and laughter could be heard but her mind was miles away. She was glad they weren’t in the same room with her, as she didn’t want any distractions. She had a hell of a trip coming up, and she wasn’t looking forward to it. Sadness filled her heart as she thought about leaving one life behind to start another. And although it saddened her, the feeling of relief was much more aggressive. A faint smile crossed her lips, as she felt free for the first time in years. The last two years of her life she had been alone. The realization that that life has been over, was, ironically, not a sad one. It was time to move on. She smiled to herself, letting this good feeling linger. Her glass was once again empty. 

 Her wine-flushed cheeks burned as she stood up to pour another glass. The fire was warm, but she was enjoying the ambience of this small room. For a moment she entertained the thought of how romantic this small space was. Suddenly, she felt lonely. Dismissing the thought altogether, she removed her sweater, uncovering a light blue blouse that closely clung to her bosom. She needed to bring down her core body temperature if she was going to spend any more time with fire and wine. As she turned away from the fire, she was startled by a tall man with piercing blue eyes standing behind the couch. “Holy Crap!” she yelled. “You scared the fuck out of me! I didn’t think anyone else was here.” A grin crept over his lips, “I apologize. I didn’t mean to startle you. I was just getting in from the cold and thought I’d warm up a bit before going up to my room.” His eyes never left hers. She felt a stirring deep in her gut from the way he looked at her. It was as if he could see inside her mind. She felt embarrassed, as she didn’t know how long he’d been standing there. She hadn’t said anything aloud, but she wondered if he knew her thoughts. His eyes softened and he continued to smile. “Would you like a glass of wine?” She offered as she flashed a smile his way. “How can I turn down such a sweet offer?” he remarked. His smile turned into a wicked grin and he accepted the glass. His finger brushed against hers and it felt as though she touched an electric socket. She could feel the crimson heat in her cheeks, only this time it was caused by the dangerously sexy man standing in front of her. So much for no distractions, she thought. 

 His eyes followed her as she walked across the room. He let his mind wander for a moment. He liked the way her breasts bounced slightly when she walked. He imagined his hands on her hips pulling her against him. “Are you going to join me here, or have your wine to go?” She asked as if she was waiting impatiently for him to join her. He felt as if he’d met her somewhere before. He enjoyed her smile, and wanted to see it a bit more before calling it a night. He sat opposite of her on the couch and raised his glass to her, “To the warmth of not only the fire, but the company as well, cheers.” He winked and took a sip. “Cheers”, she said as she raised the glass to her lips. His eyes fell from her eyes, to her lips. He felt kind of silly being a little jealous of her glass, but he couldn’t help but wonder if her lips were as soft as they looked. He wanted to kiss her. The urge was almost overwhelming. He didn’t realize he was staring at her. “Do I have something on my face?” she asked softly. She was almost intimidated by the ocean in his eyes. She wanted to drown, and get lost in his sea. “Ah, sorry, I don’t mean to stare, but you have a beautiful smile. I didn’t mean to make you feel uncomfortable.” He responded as he finished his wine. Her lips turned upward into a smile, “I am not uncomfortable, and it’s sweet of you to say.” He was relieved that she wasn’t uncomfortable. He was beginning to feel brave. He was also beginning to feel a deep hunger for her in the pit of his stomach.

 
 Two hours and another bottle of wine later, he felt a tinge of sadness that he had to leave her. He noticed her eyes move to the clock on the wall. “It’s getting late; I guess we should call it a night.” He said, as his eyes were fixated on hers, yet again. She nodded, “Parting is such sweet sorrow…,” she mumbled softly. He wasn’t able to quite understand what she said, but he noted the sorrow in her tone, and the way her eyes drifted downward as she said it. Before he even had time to think, he leaned into her as his fingers raised her chin and kissed her lips. Her lips were sweet, and just as soft as he imagined them to be. He inhaled deeply as the scent of her hair lingered around her. It was intoxicating. He wanted to touch her. He wanted to taste her skin, not just her lips. 

 She did not resist his kiss. Instead she whimpered softly, and let out a moan against his lips. He tasted of wine and honey. Her mind was spinning, and her stomach felt as if butterflies were about to take flight. Instinctually, she wrapped her arms around his neck and gave in to him. She knew this was strange, and so very unlike her, but she could not resist, and did not want it to stop. She accepted his tongue, strong yet sensual. She felt his hands on her neck, pulling her closer, taking every bit of intimacy from their kiss.

He wanted to devour her. She could feel it. She could feel the yearning from his kiss. She wanted the same thing. He suddenly broke the kiss, and touched his forehead to hers. “You are delicious,” He whispered. “If I continue to kiss you, I will want to take you upstairs.” She did not hesitate to kiss him again. She licked his lips, and passionately gave him the OK. She could feel the smile on his face. He then took her by the hand and led her to his suite. 
 Her body was on fire, she could feel the disturbance between her legs and thought of how it had been so long since she felt this way. He did something to her that was unexplainable. She wondered if it was just the wine, or something more. She was eager to find out. She could tell he was a bit tipsy as he fumbled to unlock the door. Once inside she couldn’t even think before he grabbed her and kissed her lips feverishly. His tongue invaded her mouth and she happily accepted. She knew he had to hear her heartbeat as it pounded against her chest. His breath was heavy and his tongue sweet. She moved her hands over his shoulders to his neck as if to let him know she wanted more of his mouth. He kissed her slowly, but deeply. He pressed her against the door, his body capturing her. She could feel his excitement against her stomach. He was hard, and hot. She could feel the heat of his cock through his pants. If he only knew how excited she was too, she thought. She moaned softly into his mouth, his moans matched hers as the intimacy of their kiss grew. His hands moved to her hips and he pulled her to him. “Can you feel what you have done to me?” his breath was shallow, and his voice raspy with desire. His mouth covered hers again before she could speak. “Mmmm,” she moaned as she reached to rub his cock. He gasped and pushed it against her hand. She unbuttoned and unzipped his pants; then slipped her hand inside of his underwear. She felt his body shudder against her as she wrapped her fingers around his length. She squeezed gently and slowly stroked him. He broke their kiss to look at her, his blue eyes glazed over, and a bit deeper blue than they had been before. She could see his desire, and she wanted him, all of him. 

 He let out a deep guttural moan as he leaned his head back, enjoying her hand for a moment. She took this opportunity to kneel down in front of him. He didn’t resist, he just watched her. She continued to stroke him as she freed him from the constraints of his clothing. She could see all of him now. She eyed his cock. It was big, and rock hard for her. She looked up at his face and licked the tip. Her mouth watered, and she was hungry to taste him. She placed her lips around the head, sucking gently, letting her tongue tease him as she slowly lowered her mouth down on his swollen, very warm cock. His moans filled the room as she sucked him into her throat. Her hands rubbed his hips and his thighs as she slid him in and out. One of her hands cupped his balls and softly massaged as she fucked him with her mouth. She felt him place his hand on the back of her head. She pulled him out of her mouth for a moment. “Make me take every inch of your dick,” she moaned as she felt him grasp her hair and push himself all the way in. She gagged and her mouth watered more, saliva dripping from her lips as he fucked her mouth. She moaned deeper as she could taste a bit of his pre-cum on her tongue. She knew it wouldn’t be long before he wanted to blow. He slowed his pace, and slowly slid his dick from her lips. “If you keep sucking me this way, I will not be able to stop myself from Cumming down your throat,” he whispered. He pulled her up and kissed her mouth hard. He ripped her shirt off and cupped her breasts in his hands. His thumbs rubbed over her nipples, which were harder than they’d ever been. He took her into the bathroom, quickly turned on the water, and then removed the rest of her clothing. 

 The tub was huge she thought, beautiful, and more than enough room for two people. He placed her on the edge and kissed her lips as he spread her legs. She could feel his hands run down her body, and he slid one between her legs. His hand covered her warm mound. She didn’t realize she was holding her breath until he whispered softly, “You have to breathe baby,” he smiled and slipped a finger inside her soft, moist pussy. She let out a long deep breath and bit his bottom lip. She pushed her hips to his hand, letting him feel just how wet she had become for him. He moaned and began to penetrate her with two fingers. “Mmmm baby you are so fucking wet,” he mumbled against her lips. “I want to taste you,” he said as he licked down her neck, to the valley between her breasts, down her stomach until he reached the soft wet spot between her legs. He wasted no time as his tongue found its way between the lips of her pussy. She found herself in pure ecstasy as he sucked her clit into his mouth. She couldn’t help but raise her hips to him. His fingers explored deep inside of her. She ran a hand over his head and over his shoulder, as he tasted her. She couldn’t help but put pressure on the back of his head, pushing herself against his mouth. She moaned deeply, letting his tongue and fingers explore her. The tub was full and the water hot. She watched as he reached over to turn off the water, but his mouth never left her pussy. She gripped his hair and felt her body begin to quiver. Her orgasm was approaching and she wanted him to feel it against his tongue. He gripped her hips and pulled her to his mouth, his tongue deeply penetrating. “Mmmm yes baby,” he stopped for only a second. “Cum to me,” he beckoned. Letting out a deep moan she squirmed beneath him as she let her orgasm take over her body. He gripped her hips tightly not letting her go. His mouth covered her orgasm-soaked pussy, and he kissed it softly. “Delicious baby,” he moaned. “Shall we?” He asked as he dipped his hand into the water. 

 Her head was still spinning and her body still trembling, but she smiled and pulled him to her. She kissed him passionately, and he happily accepted. “Get in first,” she whispered against his lips. “I want to sit in your lap.” His smile was genuine, and sexy as hell she thought. He kissed the tip of her nose, “Anything for you,” he obeyed and slipped into the water. He held her hand as he she slipped in on top of him. She could feel his cock pressing against her, but he was not yet inside of her. Her hand disappeared under the water and she wrapped her fingers around it and slowly began to stroke him. She leaned her body against him, pressing her breasts to his chest and kissed his face. He moaned softly and kissed her lips. Her hand squeezed his cock tightly as she felt his hands cupping her breasts. She couldn’t help but wrap her arms around him and deepen their kiss. She adjusted herself on his lap and raised her hips, his cock slipped perfectly inside of her. Their moans were simultaneous as their passion soared. His cock was rock hard, and she could feel the heat radiating deep inside. She moved her hips against him, rocking back and forth to feel him slide in and out of her. The kiss broke, and his mouth hungrily covered her nipples. She arched her back and pressed them against his mouth as she rode him slowly, yet deeply. She was extremely excited, her body felt as it would burst into flames at any moment. Her nails dug into his shoulders as she held on tightly. She pushed him back and licked his neck, sucking on his warm wet skin leaving her passion mark behind. She softly bit his earlobe, “fuck baby,” she said breathlessly. “I need to cum all over your cock.” Again, he wasted no time before he picked her up and pressed her against the bathroom wall. He pushed his cock deep inside of her, pumping his hips over and over as his mouth covered hers. “I want you to fucking cum all over my cock baby,” He whispered against her lips. A deep moan escaped her lips as she felt her orgasm rushing from her body. She held on tightly to him as she gripped him ever so tightly inside of her. Her pussy ached but she flooded his cock like an overflowing river. The feel of her juices running down his cock, over his balls, sent him into a frenzy and he began to fuck her harder. She could tell his orgasm wasn’t far behind. “I want to taste you; I want to feel you explode into my mouth.” His moans grew louder and she could feel his cock stiffen. She quickly got on her knees in front of him and took his cock into her mouth. She could feel the warmth of his pre-cum on her tongue again, only this time she could taste her own sex as well all over his massive erection. One hand gripping his hip as the other massaged his balls. She could feel them tighten as she sucked his dick deep into her throat. He grabbed a handful of her hair and pushed her head against him. She gagged but took his head into her throat. She moaned hard against his shaft as she licked and rubbed with her tongue. She could feel his body begin to shake. “Oh god, I’m going to fucking cum,” he said loudly. His hand gripped her hair harder, as her mouth did the same to his cock. She sucked him 
hard and deep until she felt his cum shoot the back of her throat. Her hands gripped his hips to try to hold him still as she sucked the warm, sweet-tasting cum from his cock. “Mmmm,” she moaned as she took his load; swallowing every drop of him. Her eyes were fixed on his face. Her lips slowly, and softly massaging his still very swollen erection. His hand rubbed the side of her face and moved her hair from her eyes. “So fucking good,” He whispered as he smiled down at her. He pulled her up to him and kissed her mouth deeply. “I could get used to this. I think now cuddling is in order,” he said softly against her lips as he took her to the bed. 

 She lay there with her head on his chest. His heart was beating quickly, and his breathing still a bit shallow. Her mind was swimming with thoughts of what just occurred between the two of them. The thought of staying with him like this made her smile. His arm was wrapped around her shoulder and she could feel him pulling her closer. She kissed the middle of his chest before reaching up to kiss his lips. He held her chin for a moment to kiss her. She smiled and rubbed her nose against his. “What an incredible evening,” she spoke softly as she gave him short quick kisses before laying her head back onto his strong, warm chest. His lips turned into a smile, “Yes, and in the morning, there will be an encore,” he winked and kissed her forehead. And until they fall into a deep sleep, they lay silently with tangled limbs and tired bodies.