The wine went down warm, but it was the thought of your body on mine that truly intoxicated me. My feet begged for your mouth, your kisses, your tongue slowly roaming… up my legs until I gasped for air. I wanted to be devoured whole, feeling your moans mingle with mine, as desire mercilessly engulfed us. There, between the wine and the silence, there was only the delicious hunger to lose myself in you.