Whew. What a week. We had prom catastrophes averted and a halfway decent Saturday for the big event. My daughter's dress needed some alterations and my wonderful aunt and my next door neighbor came through like the awesome women they are and got the dress in prom-worthy shape. I'm biased, but my girl looked lovely.
Even with all the crazypants running around, I got a lot of television watched. Finished the second "season" of Vixen and enjoyed the episode. Finished up the first season and started the second of Blindspot. I like the introduction of Jane's family and having more of her background in the mix. Not sure about the addition of the NSA character, but I'll hold off on judgment. Definitely interested in who the new mole in the FBI is. I have a feeling I know who it'll end up being and not sure I like it. LOL
Got an episode of Gotham in and, seriously, season four is kicking so much ass. It's twisty and turny and I love how many levels of crazy there are. I truly hope there's another season of the insanity.
I still have so many mixed feeling about this season of The Flash. I want to love it, I really do, but I'm just not there. We'll see if how things play out in the finale. Maybe it'll have the elusive element I'm looking for to turn things around.
Missed both Black Lightning and Riverdale this week so I'll have to play catch up. I'm looking forward to both.
Arrow rocked. It's nice to get the full backstory of a villain. That said, Felicity and Diggle could use some of that love. We know a few of the things that shaped both characters and that's terrific, but each could use some additional rounding out. Just saying.
Started a new-for-me series called Ghost Squad. The premiere episode hooked me and I'm definitely interested in catching the full first series. Also started Endeavor and I like it. Nothing beats a good BBC crime drama.
Last but not least, I started Syfy's Krypton. Loved the first episode. Here's hoping the momentum continues and I fall in love with this series!
That's it for television this week. Tonight's post is from Point of Distraction, a sexy short that started with a prompt of trapped in an elevator. I changed it up a little to a holding tank instead of an elevator to keep things interesting.
Here's the mini-blurb:
When Nisa Bight is trapped inside a holding tank with Ives Vanderhouse, she reveals a little known secret—she hates confined spaces. Ives points out she's a pilot and cockpits are very cramped quarters, but his sound reasoning falls on deaf ears and Nisa starts to lose her grip. Ives gets inventive and finds several points of distraction to help Nisa deal.
And a sneaky peek…
Holy hell. The man kisses like sin might go out of style.
Nisa ended the embrace, blinking in confusion. "Why did you do that?" Definitely not a complaint, but, yeah, not an Ives thing to do either.
Ives backed away a little. "You were freaking out. Thought it would get your mind off—"
She pressed two fingers against his lips. "Sshh… yeah, I get it." Didn't need the reminder of why she'd been flipping her shit. "And… well… it worked." Man, oh, man, did it work.
Her blood thrummed in her veins and her nerve endings crackled with anticipation. Kind of like being in a cockpit.
Ives' lips curved in a sexy smirk. "It did? Good." He angled in for another lip-lock.
Nisa didn't draw away, but tilted her head to one side. "Do you really think this is a good idea?" His lips traveled along her jawline.
Ives rumbled against her ear. "What better way to keep you focused on something else?" He paused, drawing back a little. "Unless you don't—"
She stopped him with a quick back and forth of her head. "No, no. Definitely not a problem with wanting. Just getting my head around the idea." And liking the thoughts and images that came with sinking into the concept of Ives and her—together—in a steamy clinch.
He moved in again. "In that case…" His mouth hovered close to hers. "Let's pick up where we left off…" His lips caught hers and his tongue slid inside, exploring with exquisite thoroughness.
Nisa bit back a moan. How did she not know Ives could melt any thought of resistance with kisses that burned hotter than an inferno? Had she missed the scuttlebutt? Probably so.
His hands curved along her face, tilting her chin to deepen the embrace. The heat raised another notch. Nisa grasped his biceps, digging her fingers into his skin.
Images of getting him naked filled her mind and her palms moved to skim down his chest. She gripped the hem of his shirt and started to lift. Ives broke the lingering kiss.
He eased away from her, giving her a long, steady look, a hint of a question in his gaze. Nisa brushed the taut skin of his abdomen, waiting to see how he'd respond. Ives took one step back, relaxing his stance, then lifting his arms above his head.
Nisa grinned and quickly pushed his shirt up, over, and off. Her mouth watered. The man had a prime physique. No surprise, considering the work he did on the maintenance deck along with keeping fit for flying.
But, wow, being up close and personal with the muscles, ripples, and cut indentations? Nisa suppressed a shudder of desire. She wanted to trace every plane and valley with her tongue.
Ives reached out, tugging on her shirt. "Is this a mutual unveiling?" He dragged the edge of her hem up a few inches.
Nisa didn't wait for him; she stripped the garment off and tossed it aside. "Definitely mutual." To keep things fair, she discarded her bra too.
Ives let out a harsh breath. "Damn." A sexy tilt to his lips matched the appreciation in his gaze.
Nisa flashed a smile. "My first thought was 'wow'." She chuckled and boldly popped the button of his fatigues. "Wonder what my second one will be?" Inching the zipper down, she swallowed hard when his rigid shaft came into view.
Figured he opted to go commando. Her mind filled with erotic images. Smoky, steamy, sinful pictures of their bodies joined in sex.
She blinked and met his gaze. "Yeah, sorry, no thoughts, just sensory overload."
Ives skimmed his hands from her shoulders to her wrists, moving to dip his fingers into her waistband. "My turn." He unbuttoned her pants, lowered the zipper, and pushed them past her hips.
He caught her panties on the way down, letting the garments drop to her ankles. She quickly kicked the clothes aside, standing nude before him.
His cock swelled and pushed out from his fatigues. Ives shoved the fabric down, stepped out of the pile, and nudged it away. When he reached for her, Nisa didn't hesitate to mold her body to his.
Oh… she could get used to having the hard expanse of him up close and personal. Her hands explored wherever they could reach. His warm flesh gave under her fingertips and goose bumps rose when she skimmed her palms along his arms.
He didn't ignore her either. One hand cupped her nape, drawing her lips toward his. The other trailed over her shoulder and down her back to grasp her ass in a gentle grip.
Nisa flicked her tongue along the seam of his mouth and Ives groaned. His head dipped and he trailed nibbling kisses along the column of her throat. Nisa shivered, the flame of desire catching hold and growing hot.
She wanted him. Buried deep inside and his mouth gasping against her neck. Fanning the urgency then quenching her need.
Ives worked a line up to her ear. "You're incredible." He grasped her hips, trapping the long line of his cock between them.
The spark flared brighter and Nisa moaned, ready to throw any and all reservations to the side and jump Ives. Gossip be damned. Who would know if they hooked up or not?
Ives brought his hands up, cupped her face, and held her gaze. "Are you sure about this?"
Oh, hell, yes.
I'm having fun with this story. Hoping to add a twist here and there to make it really pop.
That's it for this week. Catch everyone on the flipside.
ML Skye
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