Intimate Cookies Novels & Stories

The woman’s offer almost made my mouth drool, their cookies’ smell hit my nostrils from outside the shop, and having smelled them up close, they just seemed to tingle a sense of want in me, I nodded biting my bottom lip to prevent my smile from widening. “Take a seat dear” the woman smiled at my reaction, amusement filling her expression. “And here’s some hot chocolate to warm your insides as well” the old man said softly, he put a white mug filled with hot chocolate and marshmallows as the old woman brought a white plate with three hand sized cookies, these were the largest cookies that I’ve ever seen, the ones in the palace were small ones and I was never allowed to have more than one or o

Just…different. “You taste that?” I asked. Ivan frowned, expression changing. “Actually…” “What?” His eyes widened. “I do not think these are the complimentary cookies.” “What?” I spluttered. “They’re the special menu.” “The what now?” “The—” His chair scraped backward, and he scrubbed a hand over his face. “Oh…” I blinked. “What?” “They’re cannabis cookies.” I stared at him. “…You have got to be kidding me.” He winced.

He wiggled his brows. I found myself laughing before I could even stop it. “Goddess! Every single time I talk to you, I feel my brain cells reducing,” I muttered, biting into the cookie. My taste buds melted at the deliciousness. The cookie was warm and buttery, the kind you could lose yourself in for a full five minutes, and for a second the world shrank to crumbs and cinnamon and Kael’s ridiculous grin. “Why're you staring at me like that?” I asked.

I could have sworn that he was having an orgasm. “Is it that good?” I asked picking up one. Then took a huge bite. A bitter sweet taste of chocolate and caramel spread all in my mouth. I closed my eyes and let the heavenly taste of Faith’s work do wonders to me. “Yahp! It’s really good. We are keeping her!” I proclaimed taking a full swig of some thick orange juice. The orange went really well with the cookies and I couldn’t help but fall in love right there and then.

the woman got inside her car and started the car. I bowed as a sign of respect and returned home. Carline immediately noticed the cookies I was carrying and took them from my hand. "Thank you for this..." she said and ate. Astrielle also took and ate. "It's delicious... where did it come from? did you go to the grocery store?" Carline inspects the cookie box, "it's from London. It's not in the groceries, who gave it to you?" she asked cheekily while taking a bite.

If I went to bed earlier than him, he always found his way right beside me soon after, he never touched me the way I was dying for him to touch me. He would say ‘no’ and nothing else. I came back down to earth when someone ask to make an order. ‘’Oh, sorry. What would that be?’’ I smile. ‘’Four sour patch kids cookies and three mocha.’’ I nod, still surprised that the sour patch cookies would be such a hit. “Will that be all?” I ask. “Yes. I have been hearing about these cookies and want to trying that. I’m an influencer, so I was thinking that you could give them to me for free and I would give them a review for two hundred dollars.’’

“They came out nice.” Cato broke our kiss and examined the cookies the two of us had made together. “What are these?” “You can make billions of dollars but not figure out these are cookies?” I asked incredulously. I grabbed a candy cane and broke off a piece for him to try. He pushed my hand away. “No thank you.” “You’ll stay at six percent even with a bite.” I pressed it against his lips again. He finally ate out of my hand, his eyes locked to mine.

He buttoned the last button, his gaze never wavering from mine, daring me to break eye contact. The warmth of his body pressed against mine, a comforting weight that sent shivers down my spine. His lips, soft and insistent, found mine, a kiss that started slow and sweet before deepening into something more intense. He tasted of coffee and something else, something uniquely him, and I lost myself in the deliciousness of it.

“Jules might not have baked it, yes. But, he assisted me in getting the measurements right. That counts for something, no?” “What do you call them?” I asked, pointing at the tray in front of him. “The cookies you made, I mean. They ought to have a flavor or something like that.” “Oh, yeah. They’re spicy cookies.” Cole said, scratching the back of his head. “Spicy cookies?” I raised my eyebrows at him. “I’ve never heard of those before.” “Well, now you have,” Cole said as he placed one on a plate and handed it over to me. “Here you go, try it out and tell me what you think about it.”

Parang kiti-kiti siya na kanina pang pabiling-biling sa higaan sa tuwing makikita niya ang garapon ng cookies na ibinigay nito sa kanya. Ayon dito, ito mismo ang nag-bake noon para sa kanya nang malamang paborito niya ang cranberry and white chocolate cookies ng Cafè mi Amore. Talagang nag-effort pa itong aralin yun para lang sa kanya... 'That's the sweetest thing!' Usually, guys will just give her expensive gifts, but him? 'Oh my gosh, I'm lost in this game, but I don't care!'