Romans & histoires Burning Spice Cookie X Reader

I cursed in the air. Hunter laughed at me. "The cookies might burn if you keep staring at me, Amanda." My mouth is closed. Better not to answer Hunter. He would tease me further if I answered. When the cookies were cooked, I also prepared coffee. I put it on Hunter's desk. He looked up at me. He inhaled deeply. "Wow. It smells delicious." He took a cookie. He divided it into two. A little smoke came out of it. "Crisp and hot," Hunter opened his mouth. He threw the half inside and chewed.

With this cold spray, I feel like I will need to use the restroom soon. I bite into my cookie, gasping as a velvety, buttery flavor surrounds my tongue and coats the walls of my mouth. I stare at it in surprise, reluctantly admitting to myself the girl at the bar might be right. I’d easily buy ten of this baby and finish it in one sitting. And maybe get ten more for my midnight fix. As I chomp on it, I contemplate going back inside to get more and maybe make a dash for the ladies’ room. At that moment, a small bus stops nearby and a woman who looks exactly like the one talking to Kaan—even wearing the same clothes and faded orange beanie—gets off, muttering about the bloody rain as she talks

Burn for him, burn for you, gods, I love this chaos. My eyes fluttered shut as Kaiden’s palms slid up my sides, slipping beneath the thin fabric, heating my skin like fire chasing lightning. My breath hitched. I bit my lip, voice turning breathless with every inch he claimed. “People will talk if we burn the stew again.” “They already talk,” he said, turning me in one fluid motion.

No sooner did she say the words than Xander came downstairs, looking as if he was raring to go. "Right on time, Mr. Xander! Come and try Mrs. Sinclair's baking. They're cranberry cookies, your favorite—" Jenny hurried over to him. But Xander barely glanced at the cookies before he turned his gaze away. "I'm heading out, Jenny. I'll have them when I come back later!" Jenny gave him a puzzled look. "But you said you've been craving these cookies! What are you heading out for anyway? Is it more important than having the cookies?"

he whispered back, teasing my earlobes, I sighed, feeling the heat pooling in between my legs. "Caspian," I murmured. He turned off the stove and pulled me back upstairs, into his room. He slowly pushed the door open, pulling me inside with him. He leaned me against the closed door and claimed my lips in a ferocious kiss that almost took my breath away. His hands moved expertly, touching every part of me and leaving it on fire. My body began to burn under his delicate touch, despite the fabrics that separates our warmth. I was already delirious when he began to fondle my breasts.

I snap out of my whirlwind thoughts and step away from him. “Uh, the, um, cookies should be ready now,” I stammer as I clear my throat. I bend to open the oven and pull the fresh batch of chocolate chip cookies out. I place them on the island and grab a spatula to place them on the cooling rack. Before I can say anything, Asher picks up one of the cookies. “Smells amazin’! I love chocolate chip!” He pops the entire cookie into his mouth before I can warn him not to. “Fuck! Hot!” he yelps, while still chewing the freshly baked cookie.

“Second, I don’t think the other seaman would appreciate you reading spicy books.” “They might borrow them.” He trailed the tip of his tongue from one nipple to the other. “And third, you don’t have any tentacles, horns or a tail.” She could only grin at his confused look. “I’ve been reading monster smut.” “That’s really a thing?” he asked with a grin thinking that she was bullshitting him. “Yeah.” She grinned back at him. “I was reading some reverse harem for a while and let me say, Bunny is a lucky woman.”

Warning this chapter only contains Sex scene, Readers discretion is advised.....or not.... hehehe Calhoun didn't wait for a response as his mouth crashed into mine not with the raw hungry claim of a man who had waited far too long for something real. It tasted like spice and heat, and it sent a jolt of pure electricity straight to my core. I gasped into his mouth, my hands flying up to grip his shoulders, my fingers digging into his hard muscles. He pulled back just an inch, his lips hovering over mine, his breath ragged. "Still worried about the other thousand, Jinx?"

The question, so simple, so full of genuine care, opened something inside me. "Much better. Now it's just… strange cravings and a tiredness that comes out of nowhere." I took a bite of the cookie. It was perfect. Crisp on the outside, soft inside, with a deep flavor of honey and spices. I closed my eyes for a second in bliss. "Oh my god. This is heaven." When I opened them, he was watching me with an expression I'd never seen on him before. It was open. Unguarded. Fascinated.

' 'No one can do this to you, right? 'Right, just you.' 'Whose woman are you?' 'Yours, yours, Coco… Just fuck me already!' I cried. 'Tell me how much you love me.' 'Very, very, much, enough to tolerate your shitty attitude and to frustrate you for the rest of your life. I am Cookie, I will make sure I drive you insane and fill your life with sunshine and rainbow and teddy bears and candies – men I love candies – and… Oh, shit!' I moaned at the end as he finally ended my misery.