Yeesh, July has been a rough month. I'm kind of glad to see the tail end of it. Of course, mid-August starts the school year and it's crazypants from then until after the first of the year. LOL
I'm almost caught up on Dark Matter, which remains pretty decent. I do love the character interactions in this show. I'm slightly put off by all the new introductions, but I'll get over it.
Still need to catch up on Killjoys and Wynonna Earp. I really, really hate being made to wait for the episode for a full week. Seriously? The stupidest thing ever to not have the episode available immediately for people who can't watch or have another commitment and are unable to view when it's on. I'll never understand why network executives get paid the salaries they do when they're making decisions that shoot themselves in the foot.
Final episodes of Teen Wolf start tonight and I'm looking forward to seeing how this series ends. Very excited for the returning faces.
Less than a month away from The Last Ship. Again, impatiently waiting for one of my favorite shows to return. Come on August 20!
That's pretty much it for television this week. Tonight's post is from Keeper of All Things Secret, a novella with some political intrigue at the heart of the conflict.
Here's the mini-blurb:
Gili Main, chief of security for an orbiting space station, supports her boss who is up for reelection. Parr Minerval is an excellent leader and should have the election in the bag. But his opponent is playing dirty and Gili appoints herself as the keeper of all things secret to prevent the wily upstart from twisting the facts to his advantage.
And a sneaky peek…
Gili Main let her head fall back and she did a slow grind along the hard shaft before lifting up and sliding over the rigid flesh. "Ahhhh, Parr. Never gets old." She straightened and met her lover's gaze.
Parr grasped her hips, urging her to ride him. "No, never does." His hands skimmed her sides before cupping her breasts.
Gili rocked back and forth, planting her palms on his chest. They didn't have a lot of time, but she refused to rush. She wanted to draw the pleasure out for Parr, let the tension build and go taut before she bucked to completion. She needed to take him right to the edge of bliss so his mind would be clear and sharp for the upcoming negotiation.
Parr palmed her boobs, kneading each one. "Stop teasing, Gili. Ride me." His voice went gravelly, his breath hot against her skin. "Hard."
Gili moaned. His loss of control always turned her on. She picked up the pace, bucking forward to meet his groin. The man did wicked things to her, twisting up her insides until she quivered with pleasure… wrapping her heart in respect, kindness, and love. She gasped and dug her fingers into his chest, skating very close to the edge of bliss.
A slow sexy smile curved his lips. "Come on, Gili love, let go. I'm… ahhh… right there with you." The words rasped out between breaths.
His voice, low and deep, sent shivery barbs along her nerve endings. He thrust upward, his rigid shaft expanding, swelling, filling her more completely. Her eyes closed and warm colors exploded when she toppled over the brink into so much pleasure. Parr chased right behind, grinding hard against her, the added friction sending tingly aftershocks through her. The ripple effect had her shuddering through a second wave of ecstasy. She collapsed, landing atop his chest in a boneless heap.
A happy sigh escaped her lips before she ghosted them along his shoulder. "Mmmm… so much better than having lunch in the commissary." Who needed food when they served hot sex on the menu?
Parr laughed, wrapping his arms around before shifting sideways to tuck her up against his torso. "You make a good point. I'd rather spend the hour in bed with you." He brushed the hair back from her face and met her gaze. "Of course, if we finally went public with our relationship, sneaking a quickie in under the guise of a strategy meeting wouldn't need to be a thing." He kept his stare steady and unwavering, the pointed topic their one bone of contention.
Gili eased away, untangling their limbs. "You know how I feel about this subject." She scooted to the edge of the mattress. "And you're an ass for bringing it up in the intimate afterglow of great sex." She stalked to the vanity and grabbed her clothes, then turned and pinned him with a hard look. "We're not making any grand announcements. Not now. Possibly not ever." Dammit, why did he have to keep gnawing on the one thing she refused to cave on?
Throwing her free hand up to keep him from saying more, she darted into the bathroom and slammed the door.
She loved Parr more than life, but his career wouldn't survive a scandal. Not this soon.
And the damn man knew that better than anyone.
Gili has some definite ideas about how Parr needs to conduct his political career. I can't wait for him to show her there are many paths to accomplish his goals.
That's it for this week. Catch everyone on the flipside.