Burning Spice Cookie X Reader Novels & Stories

she announced, turning off the stove. “Perfect timing,” I said, sitting up. “One minute later and you would have to share your cookies with me” I tried lighting up the room. She let out a soft laugh. It was like music to the ears. Since the accident, I haven’t felt this free. It was either that I was busy working or that I was fighting invisible demons in my head. The rice was cooked beautifully, I could taste the sweet mixture of spices and cinnamon in every bite. “I can feel the effect of the cinnamon,” I said, taking my second bite..

If I'd thought any of the magic of last night's kisses had been due to alcohol, or the lateness of the hour, that idea was wiped away as the energy of her flowed through me as her lips moved over mine. I stepped away. "It's good to see you." I could see the lust in her eyes, and the way she was looking at me made me almost shudder with pleasure. But I was hungry, and as I inhaled, the smell of turmeric and other spices filled my nose. "That smells incredible Taylor. You are going to feed me, right?"

Wouldn’t teeter so close to coercion— To using his power to drag a blowjob from her in this office. I’m not good. Her hand slides past me. Eyes locked on mine. “Are you not?” she murmurs, lifting the cookie box. She peels back the lid, fingers brushing its edge like it’s silk. Her gaze drops—to the cookies. The scent hits. Warm, spiced, maddening. My fantasy. Feeding me. Then she lifts her gaze, a cookie pinched delicately in-between her fingers. “What makes you so sure you’re not good, Professor Lucien?”

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?"

This book has stalker and captive themes. Sex scenes are consensual and with participants over 18+. Do not read if triggered. Jake She was made to suck my cock. She just didn’t know it yet. The moment I saw her, my hand reached into my jacket pocket, pulling out the tattered cigarettes. When I touched one to my lips, it would have only been fair if it had burst into flame without any heat. The concrete cool against my shoulder, I took the first drag, my eyes never leaving her as she bounded down to the platform, lugging a suitcase almost as big as she was behind her.

It's getting hot in here, sweet mother of cookies! I couldn't say anything and could only stare at his dark eyes and lips. “Would you like to know what that is?” I gave a timid nod. “Your sweet lips,” he said, pressing his lips against mine, and everything else faded away. There are sparks here, butterflies there, and fireworks all over the place. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A/N - There's still an hour to be the next day in our country, so we think it still counts as Thursday's update (nervous laughs) but we still apologize for the late update. Anyways, comment your opinions about the chapter if you like it and support

“But you don’t look like you eat many.” He laughed. Pierce Walker was menacing when he scowled, but when he smiled he was stunning. Something wild and reckless quivered in her belly, urging her to put her hands on him, press herself against him, beg him to somehow stop this breathless, fluttery yearning she’d only ever felt with him. “Because I don’t have anyone baking me cookies.” He peeled the lid off the top and peered down. “These look good.” “I baked the chocolate chip without nuts. I didn’t know if you were allergic.”

Real. No makeup. No roles. Just her. “I burned the cookies again,” she’d said, biting her lip like she was hiding laughter. “And I told you I don’t even like cookies,” I’d replied, pretending to scowl. “That’s why I keep trying.” God, I hadn’t thought about that moment in years. But now it hit me like a fist to the chest. Back then, there was no mystery to solve. No maze to unravel. Just her laughter in a house that smelled like vanilla and burned sugar.

Kai moaned out loud before she turned back to exit the place. “These are the best ever goodies I have ever had,” I concurred as I closed my eyes and let the delicious explosion of the flavors of cinnamon and honey work their magic in my mouth. “Mhmm true,” Dominic said before stealing a protruding cookie from my mouth. “What the hell, Dominic !” I shouted as I threw a choco chip at the cookie thief’s forehead. “Oww ! That hurt,” Dominic frowned my way as he rubbed the flicked spot. “Here take this !” he exclaimed and quickly snagged the collar of my top before emptying a tray of ice inside my tee !!

"Well, if we did accidentally set the house on fire, at least we went out with a bang." Caspian's lips curved into a smirk, his fangs glinting in the dim light. "Speaking of going out with a bang," he murmured, his cool fingers trailing along her spine, "I must say, you're quite the firebrand in more ways than one." A shiver of pleasure rippled through Lily at his touch. She leaned in close, her breath ghosting across his ear. "And you, Mr. Ravencroft, are dangerously addictive," she whispered, her voice husky with desire.