Divine Intervention: One Shots

Fireworks

He rented a beach house for the 4th of July weekend for the two of us.  The beach was private, the house was secluded, and it was all beautiful. We had groceries for the entire four days we were going to be here and a grill.  We had both been working a lot lately and we were ecstatic for the little getaway.  He had rented a convertible and we drove the whole way with the top down.  The weather was perfect. 

We arrived early in the afternoon and took our bags inside.  The house was beautiful.  It was a two story house on a small cliff overlooking the ocean.  There was a huge patio off the back with a hot tub and a staircase leading down to the beach.  The entire back wall of the house was glass.  I was looking forward to watching the sunrise and the sunset through it.

We got into our suits, grabbed what we needed and headed down to the beach. We played in the sand and the surf for awhile before heading in for dinner.  We showered in one of the most amazing showers I have ever seen.  It had multiple shower heads and body jets and a steam function. He grilled steaks and veggies and we sat out on the deck with a bottle of wine to eat.  We cuddled on the lounger and just watched the waves roll in until the sun set. The closeness was perfect.  We kissed and touched and got completely lost in each other and the quiet.  We went to bed and surprisingly just made out until we fell asleep.

We woke up the next morning completely tangled in each other.  I opened my eyes to find his staring back at me.  I leaned in and kissed him softly.  He pushed me softly back into the bed and made love to me slowly.  I was very much hoping the whole weekend went this way.  We fell back asleep and woke up starving.  I threw on some pjs and headed into the kitchen to make breakfast.  He sighed and followed me, completely naked.  I laughed.  “Did you want me to burn breakfast?”

He laughed.  “Who needs food?” His tummy rumbled in response.  “I guess we do.”  He headed back to the bedroom to put on some pj pants.  

I found the ingredients for crepes and mixed up the batter.  He kissed the side of my neck and started cutting strawberries.  This was nice and I was going to soak it all in.  For the next week and a half he had A Cappella Academy to take care of and I wouldn’t see him until it was over.  The first crepe turned out funny, but the first one always does.  I snacked on it and offered him half while I finished getting the crepes made.  The bacon was in the oven with about five minutes left.  “Whipped cream?”

He looked in the fridge and held up a can.  “Of course.”  He set the table and I assembled our plates.  I loved how well we worked together.  We ate slowly despite how hungry we were.  We got the dishes done and the kitchen clean and headed to get ready for the beach.  He wrapped his arms around my waist from behind.  “We need to make sure to cover you with sunscreen.  Your shoulders are already pink.”  I giggled and told him that we didn’t have to go outside if he didn’t want to.  

We spent the day playing in the water and laying on blankets on the sand, under an umbrella.  All that mattered was that we were together.  We talked about what the upcoming week would bring and how much we were going to miss each other terribly.  We had another nice dinner on the patio and watched a party further down the beach.  

His fingers played at the ties of my swimsuit around my neck.  His lips found the sensitive spot on my neck just below my ear.  His breath tickled when he whispered, “Let's take this inside, yeah?”  I nodded and got up and let him lead me to the bedroom.  We were barely over the threshold when he pulled me tight against his body and kissed me until I couldn’t breathe.  I moaned his name as his fingers untied my top and tossed it aside.  He backed me up to the window, his lips never leaving mine.

The glass was cool on my warm skin but that’s not what caused goosebumps to erupt on my body.  His voice held a commanding tone as he told me precisely what he planned to do with me.  I bit my lip and nodded as I was unable to find the words.  He knelt in front of me and untied the ties on the bottoms of my bikini.  He tossed the fabric away, leaned in, and kissed me just below my belly button.  I sighed his name and placed my hands on his shoulders.  He lifted my left leg up and put his shoulder under my thigh.  He looked up and met my eyes before diving into my core with his tongue.  My hands found his hair as I gave in to the sensations he was providing.  

With all of his actions I was getting close to the edge.  His name tumbled out of my mouth liberally.  He kissed his way up my body, turned me, and walked me back towards the bed.  Once I felt the back of my knees hit the bed I sat down and he guided my body back til I was laying down.  He never broke the kiss as I felt him slide his swim trunks down.  He lay over me, hot, hard, and throbbing.  I spread my legs and made room for him to slide in.  He took his sweet time doing so, but we fit together perfectly.  He found a hard rhythm and rocketed us towards the cliff and sent us flying.  We came together with blinding speed.  I closed my eyes and attempted to catch my breath.  Outside I could hear the fizzles of fireworks as they dissipated.  “I see the fireworks.  They are pretty”, I whispered softly.

“Um sweetie, your eyes are closed.”

“I know.”  I couldn’t stop the giggles that found their way out.