Intimate Cookies Novels & Stories

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!'

“You’ve got to try one. They’re fantastic.” I watched him devour the cookies with an enthusiasm that was almost contagious. Why was he eating the cookies like they were his last meal on earth? Were they really that good? Reluctantly, I picked one up and took a small bite. The cookie crumbled perfectly in my mouth, the rich buttery flavor and just the right amount of sweetness catching me off guard. It was… delicious. I closed my eyes, savoring the flavor, the warmth spreading through me in a way I hadn’t expected.

Amelia asked, concert evident on her face and in her voice. "Well, I've been good." Cookie chuckled slightly. "I still work at the bar, it's quite boring though." She pouted, making Amelia laugh. "There's this new worker there, I always forget his name. He's annoying and talks a lot. He loves to pry into others' businesses and it's sickening." "Oh my god. Sorry." Well there was one thing she knows well about Cookie, she hates people prying into what doesn't concern her, she gets really angry at that and could break some people's nose because of it.

“Mr. King absolutely loves my cooking.” Adrian nodded profusely. “Yes! The beef was awesome. I’ve never tried nutty beef, but it was amazing!” “Now, Taylor, don’t forget about the cookies,” Adrian reminded. Inner Devil: ‘Told you it was about the cookies.’ Guardian Angel: ‘Maybe a little of both?’ “Yeah. I made those, especially for Mr. King,” Taylor said with a wide grin. Riley motioned toward the dessert tray, pointing at the pistachio chocolate cookies. “These are all for Adrian?”

“Are you heading out?” “No? I came looking for you.” “I need to do another tray of these cookies,” she says. “I’m almost out up front, and they’re a popular seller.” “Cookies,” I say, pinning her with a look. “Cookies,” she replies. “Cranberry macadamia nut with white chocolate. You can try one when they come out of the oven if you want.” Autumn makes a show of evenly spacing each scoop of cookie dough, giving it all her focus like it’s the most important thing she’s ever done. She’s obviously trying to pretend everything is fine, acting cheerful and light, but she still won’t look at me.

Pulling apart from her, I stared into her face with a scowl. Cookie's eyes remained closed, her chest rising and falling and a smile on her face. 'No, I did not make out with any other man,' her eyelashes fluttered before she pulled them apart from her cheeks, 'even with no memories, you found a way to occupy a large space in my heart. To me, I'd find Ame Allen and marry him one day. Then, we'd have thirty-nine children and dip them in colors, so they'd have colorful and bright skins.' She giggled. I pinned my lips shut, nodding in acknowledgement to her answer. I wasn't going to ask how she knew what I was thinking, Cookie is good at knowing what people think most of the time. She still had

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 !!

All I see is an empty piece of the face. "And you just watched as they kiss me?" I replied, looking away. "I was so annoyed! You're stubborn and won't listen!" All of a sudden, without giving me a goddamn warning, Damion claimed my lips. It boosted all of the hidden sexual desires I'm keeping the whole night. I slightly open my lips, welcoming the intruding soft lips, giving him more chance to play with my tongue. I couldn't help to moan as he cupped my breast with his huge and veiny hand.