Body Heat

It’s getting to be the time of year that I love the most– snuggling weather. I lit my first fire in the fireplace this weekend and, luckily for me, I had someone to share it with. I made a picnic or finger foods for us to eat in front of the roaring fire. It was so sexy. Feeding each other, sipping wine and stealing kisses here and there. When I brought a strawberry to his lips, his hand grabbed my wrist. He held my hand to his mouth, using his tongue to lick and suck the juice from the strawberry from them. The lust in his eyes gave me butterflies. He began kissing up my arm, all the way to my neck. He lowered me onto the rug, his body over mine. His hips grinded into mine, feeling his hardness against my soft feminine spots. He preceded to kiss every inch of my body, through my clothes at first, and then my warm bare flesh. I couldn’t wait to return the favor. I pushed him on his back and let my tongue taste every inch. When we were both quivering and on edge, I rose above him, taking his throbbing cock deep inside. I rode him slowly, the fire casting a glow behind me. His hands were all over my body. He suddenly set up, his forehead against mine. His hands grabbed my ass and started grinding me against him harder and faster. He buried his face in my neck as we both came. We fell back on the rug, curled around each other. The fire had long since died, but we still had plenty of body heat to keep us warm.