Sunday Snippet: Powering Down

Happy Mother's Day to all the moms out there. Whether you have offspring, fur babies, or play a surrogate parent role for someone, you're awesome!

My weekly television roundup is kind of jammed with goodness. I caught two episodes of Krypton and I'm completely sold on this show. I'm hoping it gets another season.

Also caught two episodes of Endeavor. Finished up the first series and started the second. I rather enjoy this show and really like the actor in the lead role of Endeavor Morse.

My DVDs this week were movies. Blackhat and Red Dawn. I didn't finish Red Dawn but I'll catch it at another time. For me, the original Red Dawn is going to be hard to top.

Finished up the first arc of Classic Who with "An Unearthly Child". I also started "The Daleks" and watched about half of the first episode. Over on CW Seed, I started the live action version of Constantine and enjoyed the first episode. I'm hoping to get through the whole season before new episodes of Legends of Tomorrow begin.

I still love Gotham. The totally batshit craziness brings me a ton of joy with each episode. I'm so happy this show truly found its footing and delivers great viewing with each new week.

Also caught some additional season six episodes of Chicago Fire and another from season five of Chicago PD. I'm a little miffed they're making a mole of one of my fave characters but I'll see how it all plays out. I truly hate Woods though. Just saying.

Arrow and The Flash both had great episodes. I like seeing the two couples work through their roadblocks. That said, I honestly can't wait to see both villains go down. I'm pretty much done with being patient.

Riverdale brought more crazy and I'm still an episode behind. I do like how much tension simmers below the surface and how quickly alliances have to be made and discarded. Kudos to Mark Consuelos. He makes me totally hate Hiram. I also have a small suspicion about who fired the shots at the mayoral debate but I'll refrain from saying… in case I'm completely off my guess. LOL

I got another episode of Blindspot in and, well, I'm trying to figure out Roman's goal. I really don't want him to be another Shepherd so here's hoping that's not the direction they're going in.

Quick mention for Ghost Squad. Caught two more episodes and seriously enjoy the hell out of this show. The emotional toll is interesting to watch and the slow erosion of trust in anything also packs a punch. Great stuff.

Brief shout out for The Sarah Conner Chronicles. Rewatched the pilot episode and, damn, I forgot how awesome that was.

Last but not least… some thoughts on Jessica Jones. I finished the second season and honestly hate Trish with the passion of a thousand burning suns. I have no idea where they'll take her if the show has a third season, but off a tall building in Manhattan wouldn't bother me one damn bit. If they can redeem her, I'd be on board, but I'm honestly not all that interested in seeing a redemption arc for her. I hate her that much right now. I do hope Malcolm and Jessica end up back on good terms and I was happy to see Jessica stop by to see Oscar and the kid. I'd welcome a third season if we get one.

And that's it for my jam-packed week in television. Tonight's post is from Powering Down, a sexy short that started with a writing community prompt of write a story set after an enemy attack where the ship starts randomly losing power and your main characters get trapped in a dark room… alone. I jumped on this one. LOL

Here's the mini-blurb:

A little enforced downtime leads to a small power struggle between Nicia Bowen and Jett Vanatta. Nicia isn't thrilled when Jett picks someone else to be his second in command, but once Jett explains his reason—they're too close—she can't argue the point. Instead she decides to accept his excuse and get even more personally involved.

And a sneaky peek…

Oh, holy shit. Jett's kisses should be marked as hazardous to my sanity.

Nicia moaned low in her throat. Jett's tongue slid past her lower lip and interrupted her brain's ability to do more than respond to the wicked things his mouth did to hers. Her hands worked his shirt up, her fingers grazing over his spine. Jett inched his thumbs under her tank top and stroked the skin along her ribs. Nicia shuddered and a ball of need settled low in her belly.

She eased away from him, tugging his t-shirt up and over his head. Holding his gaze, she did the same with hers. His eyes flared and darkened with purpose. Reaching out, he dipped his fingers under her waistband and, when she didn't resist, he slipped the workout pants down past her hips. Nicia gave a quick shake and the garment fell to the floor. She stepped out of the pile and moved toward Jett, but he backed away with a jerk of his head.

She paused and arched an eyebrow. "Second thoughts?" She'd scream if he did.

He snorted. "Hell, no." He shoved his pants down and kicked them to the side. "But if you get anywhere near my dick right now, I can't guarantee the outcome." For emphasis, he pointed to his hard length, jutting outward from his groin.

Nicia's lips curved with satisfaction. "Point made." She sauntered forward. "That said… we've been dancing around this for so long, I'm thinking slow is out of the question." Holding his gaze, she draped her arms over his shoulders. "And I'm perfectly okay with that." Fast, hard, and awesome sounded pretty damn good at the moment.

Jett grasped her hips and slid his hands down to cup her ass. "Good to know." He urged her to wrap her legs around his waist, his cock wedged between them.

Carrying her to the closest flat surface—a weight bench in the corner—he sat down with her straddling his thighs. Oh… oh, oh, oh, the hard length of his shaft belonged at the apex of her legs. The exquisite hardness nudged at her clit and craved the feel of Jett being buried deep inside her.

His hands dropped to her waist, lifting her up and over his erection. She braced her palms on his shoulder and waited for him to meet her gaze before she began a sexy, slow descent. Yeah, she wanted hard and fast, but couldn't resist savoring each inch sinking between her folds until fully seated.

She hummed low in her throat. "Ahhh, Jett. You're a perfect fit." Not too big, but filling her completely.

Jett huffed out a breath. "Understatement, Neece." He cupped her ass, urging her to rock her hips.

She complied, planting her knees on the cushioned surface for leverage. Jett's lips ghosted over the column of her throat and she picked up the pace a little. The raspy sounds coming from her were almost foreign. She rarely got turned on the point of being breathless.

But Jett excited, thrilled, and challenged Nicia. The sting of not being made second in command soothed by the promise of something much more rewarding. Even if they couldn't go public and risk their careers, they'd have a damn good time digging into a relationship as more than friends.

More than friends.

The idea caught fire and pushed her closer to the edge.

She rocked harder, trying to bring Jett along for the ride. "I'm close, Jett. Come with me?" Her internal muscles tightened around his cock, a sure sign of her approaching orgasm.

Jett grasped her thighs, meeting her motion with an upward flex of his hips. "Oh, Neecy, I'm there. Let go and come for me." He slid his hands up, his thumbs working over her clit.

Nicia shattered, the wave of bliss washing over her with intensity. She gasped out a breath and moaned her release.

Jett hummed with satisfaction. "That's it. Ah… yeah." His eyes closed and he groaned. "I'm right… right behind you." His ass lifted off the bench and he shuddered beneath her, his torso rippling when he came.

He stilled, a happy smile ghosting across his face. Nicia collapsed against him, her head tucked under his chin. She'd crossed a lot of lines, made a habit of bucking the military machine… but never with a higher risk than sex with Jett and never with such spectacular results.

His arms came around her and he brushed his lips over her temple. "I can safely say being with you surpassed any and all expectations I might have had." His fingertips traced circles on her back.

Nicia smiled and snuggled closer. "Totally agree." She eased away from him to meet his gaze. "We'll be doing this again, right?" Her voice stayed steady even if a lot rode on his answer.

Jett's lips quirked in a half-smile. "I think we'd better… just make sure this isn't a fluke."

Nicia laughed. She feared an awkward vibe might develop, but with Jett cracking a joke, they'd be just fine.

And not losing him mattered more than it should.

I'm excited to finish this one up and hopefully feature it soon.

That's it for this week. Catch everyone on the flipside.

ML Skye