Wow… it's August. Almost time for school to get started again and the fall sports season to get underway. For me, this means feed the team for one of my daughter's golf matches and getting ready for football games and band competitions. Oh… and homecoming. We got the dress picked out and ready to order today. Yeesh.
Had a low-key week in television. Got kind of busy doing other things and ended up watching a lot of binge scheduling of Murder, She Wrote.
On DVD, I finished up Batman: The Brave and the Bold and got the second half of The Batman's season five episodes. Really enjoyed both.
Finished up the second to last episode of Strike Back's fourth season. Caught a Chicago Fire episode and also watched the season one finale of Sense8. Man… I'm completely sucked in to this show. I was going to watch the second season of Luke Cage then watch season two of Sense8, but I need to know what happens next. LOL Sorry, Luke… I'll be there soon.
Started Patrick Melrose but it didn't grab me. I'll watch it sometime later. Had a binge watch of The Saint on regular television. I'll be hunting down the entire series in the near future. Really love the show.
I'll be watching Wynonna Earp and Killjoys later this week. Had too much stuff going on Friday night to watch live.
That's it for television this week. Tonight's post is from Imagination, a sexy short that got its start with a writing community prompt of "using a blindfold".
Here's the mini-blurb:
Holland Dukes and Rand Allerdyce love to play games. When Holland decides Rand needs to stimulate his imagination, she uses a blindfold and makes him rely on his other senses. Rand loves her creativity and promises he'll return the favor when she least expects it.
And a snippety peek…
Holland shivered, anticipation licking along her spine. "Put your arms around me and hold on." She adjusted his hold on her, sliding his hands to her waist.
She guided him to the bedroom, carefully avoiding furniture along the way. His lips curved when she stopped at the bed, the thick soft duvet brushing the back of his legs.
"From your grin, I'll assume you know where we are." She loosened his tie, removing and setting it aside.
Rand gave a nod. "Mm-hm. My favorite room in the house." He started on his buttons, but Holland pushed his hands aside.
She'd been waiting to strip him all day. "Uh-uh. Your mine to unwrap tonight." Easing the fabric from his shoulders, she helped his shrug out of the shirt.
Her lips and tongue traveled from his sternum up to his collarbone. Her mouth ghosted over his skin and along his throat before reaching his jawline. She blazed a path to his lips and caught them in a steamy kiss. She worked the button of his trousers open and shoved the material past his hips. His long shaft wedged between them against her stomach and moisture gathered between her folds. The man made her hot with anticipation.
Rand broke the embrace. "Holland, I'm a patient man, but you're killing me. What's next?" His hands found her hips again and gave a squeeze.
Holland smiled. "Next is coming very soon." She nudged him backward. "On the bed with you."
He caught himself on his elbows and swung his legs around to lay flat. Right where she wanted him. She reached for the nightstand and chose a boa to start the next phase of her game.
Trailing the fluttery feathers over him, she purred. "Can you guess what this is?" She made a line from his chin to his cock, teasing the head with the wispy garment.
His dick bounced, responding the stimulant. "Mmm. The boa you wore for Christmas? The red and green one?" His hand snagged feathers and he brought the boa to his nose, taking a deep whiff. "Ahhh. Still smells of your perfume and sex."
Her inner core clenched. They'd had fun with the sexy accessory on Christmas Eve. Rand had a creative flair she hoped to top tonight.
Reaching for her next item, she confirmed his guess. "You'd be right on the boa. Let's see if you get this one." She trailed a nylon thigh-high stocking along the side of his face, over his torso and again teased the end of his shaft.
It bobbed in response and she quite enjoyed eliciting a small groan from Rand.
He cocked his head to one side. "Light and wispy… a pair of panties?" He reached forward, but she pulled the stocking away before he could grasp it.
A small chuckle escaped. "No. But you're close." She repeated her action of trailing the thigh high over his skin.
He huffed out a breath. "I'm stumped on this one." She wrapped the nylon around his palm and he laughed. "Ah! A stocking! I should've got that one."
She retrieved the final item from the nightstand. "Last one. You should get this without trouble." Taking the belt of her silk robe, she traced circles on his chest then dragged the fabric downward stopping at this cock.
Winding the material around his length, she gave the tip of his dick a nice, hard suck.
Rand's hips bucked and he growled a warning. "Holland…"
The raw need in his voice turned her on so much. "Soon, Rand. What's the last item?" Her mouth ghosted kisses over his stomach.
Rand blindly reached out, hooking his hands under her shoulders. "The sash from the silk robe I gave you for your birthday." He hauled her up and pinned her to his chest. "Is it time yet?"
She wriggled her arms free and cupped his face. "Almost." Her head lowered and she caught his lips in a lingering kiss, her tongue tangling with his. "I've got one article of clothing on. Can you guess what it is?"
Having so much fun with this one. Making use of the senses and imagination is a treat.
That's it for this week. Happy reading!
Skylin
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