Divine Intervention: One Shots

Tennessee

The move to Tennessee had been the best experience ever. Avi already had friends in the area and of course his sister and brother in law as well. He was familiar with various studios and had developed several business relationships with various musicians. We spent some time getting the house set up just the way we wanted and started planning out a garden for the following year. We settled in very quickly. It was comfortable and easy. He went to work seamlessly. Working on his own music, working with others. It was a creative jumpstart for both of us. 

I had free reign to pursue whatever I wanted. I had developed an interest in photography, and he encouraged me to keep with it. He bought me a camera and offered to teach me what he knew. The biggest change was how much lighter he seemed. The stress seemed non existent. He whistled or sang all of the time and he was always smiling. I was convinced that he spent more time outside than he did in and it showed. The fans on social media remarked that he looked healthier. He had some color to his skin and he had put on a little bit of weight. Tennessee was the closest thing to heaven that we had found. 

We were engaged and decided to wait a while to pick a date and plan the wedding. He was getting ready to put new music out and he was even talking about performing live again. He was routinely teasing his fans online and he was actually posting more on social media than he had in a long time. I couldn’t love this man more than I already did. He was radiating light and love. 

I didn’t think that our sex life could get anymore constant, but I was wrong. Besides music and being outside, his favorite thing to do was me. I was pretty sure we had 'christened' every space in the house and quite a few on the outside of it. I blushed thinking about them as I watched him play guitar on the porch. He looked at me through the open window and smiled. He stood up and brought his guitar inside. 

“What are you thinking about, pretty lady?” Leaning the guitar against the chair, he slipped his arms around my waist from behind and kissed my neck.

His beard tickled my neck making me giggle. “I was just thinking about how amazing this move has been for both of us. I think this place is perfect for you.” He kissed his way up my neck and across my jaw. I felt his lips right on my ear.   

“It really is. I have never been happier. I can still do what I love and I don’t feel trapped in a city.” He turned me in his arms and kissed me properly. “My life has really fallen into place and I really think I have you to thank for that. Everything has gone right since we started talking.” He turned me to face him and pulled me into a tight hug. “I love you. Thank you for saving me.” 

“I could say the same thing to you.” The words just slipped out. “You saved me in more ways than I know how to count. I am so happy and excited that I get to be on this journey with you.” The light caught my ring and it stole my focus for a minute. “I am very excited to make it permanent as well.” I pulled away and stretched up on my toes to kiss him. It started off slow and soft and soon devolved into something hard and biting. 

He lifted me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He carried me over the couch and laid me back down on it. I kept my arms around his neck and he laid his body over mine, never breaking the kiss. When he pulled back to catch his breath, I could see the fire and lust in his eyes and I was pretty sure I knew where we were headed. I was not surprised when he slid his hands under the hem of my shirt and pushed it up my body and up over my head. I heard it hit the floor with a soft thud. I was even less surprised when he quickly unbuttoned his own shirt and it ended up in the vicinity of mine. 

“God, you’re beautiful.” He licked his lips as his eyes traveled down my body. His hands were on auto pilot as he unfastened his belt as well as the button and zipper of his jeans. He stood and pushed them and his underwear down his legs and kicked the clothing away. There was no mistaking what he was ready for. I licked my lips and blushed under his gaze. His hands moved swiftly to the waistband of my jeans as he made quick work of making them disappear. I imagined that they landed in the same general direction the rest of our clothes had gone. 

He sat down on the couch and pulled my body so that it was straddling his lap. He growled low in his throat and reconnected our lips. His nimble fingers unhooked my bra, slid it off of my arms and tossed it away. His hands were greedy on my skin, cupping my breasts, his thumbs rubbing over my nipples. I moaned his name loudly as his mouth traveled down the column of my throat to find those sensitive nipples. I shivered in pleasure and tugged on his hair as his mouth landed right where I wanted it. I could feel the moisture at his tip through the thin barrier of my panties. One of my hands drifted down between our bodies to find that part of him. I ran the tip of my index finger down the hard length of him because he deserved the touch as much as I did. He moaned my name low in his throat and my voice echoed his. He had a good portion of my left breast in his mouth and it felt so good. 

I ran my fingers over my slit with my panties still in place. I could feel my own heat and moisture and it was erotic as hell. His hands slipped down my sides and rested on my hips for a quick second before joining mine between us. He ran his index finger over me through my panties and I got wetter. With his other hand he guided my fingers under the leg band of my panties and into my hot, wet, core. My fingers had a mind of their own as I continued to touch myself. I had two fingers inside and I could feel myself squeezing them. The things this man could do to me were wild. With my fingers slick with my own juices I started stroking him to the pace that my hips had found. He gave me my name and pulled the crotch of my panties to the side. My hand guided him right into me as my hips rocked me forward. His arms wrapped around my body as my hips controlled the pace we were moving. With the state we were both in, it wasn’t going to take long for either of us to explode. I couldn’t stop my hand from moving between us and rubbing my clit as my body hurdled closer to the edge. He had my ass in his hands as he controlled our rhythm. I came as I felt him swell before his release.

I crashed against his chest with his body still inside of mine. I could feel myself pulsing around him as I struggled to get my breathing to return to normal. He ran his hands up and down my back as he too struggled to regulate his breath. The feeling was unreal. After a few very long moments, his voice broke the silence. “I think Tennessee has been good for our sex life too.” His laughter shook us both. I couldn’t stop the laughter that tumbled out of me in agreement. 

“I think you are right.”