Intimate Cookies Novels & Stories

] I stare at the screen in disbelief. But then again, I let it happen for so long… I remember, I spent weeks testing that cookie recipe, just for Maximus. I used to leave them in his office like a secret gift, along with his afternoon tea. He never said a word, but the tray always came back empty. I thought he liked them, until I stumbled on Brielle's I*******m. She had posted a photo of my cookies on a plate by her bed. [He brought me my favorite treats! It's an honor to be loved by someone who knows me so well.]

The saleswoman pointed to the cookies in transparent plastic with designs of colorful trees, houses, seas, and shells in one pack. “I have free samples, ma’am.” The saleswoman showed me a transparent jar with cookies in it. “I’ll try one.” The saleswoman opened the jar, and I took the sea design, since my favorite color is blue. When I bit into the cookies, they were delicious. The colorful icing gives them sweetness, while the cookies themselves are not too sweet, so the sweetness is balanced. They are not so hard to bite that they hurt my teeth while I bite into them. “Can I have another one? I’ll let my companion taste it.” I said to the saleswoman. “He’ll pay for it.” I added in a whispe

She made sure to drag it out, taking off every piece of clothing slowly, while Jamie who was already butt naked was resting against the wall, staring at her with a smirk. His attempts to keep his eyes on hers failed and he found his hungry gaze roaming her body and his cock hardening in regards, pulsing against his stomach. As soon as she dropped the last piece of clothing, he leisurely strolled to her and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her flush against him. The hard peaks of her nipples grazed his chest and he leaned down to kiss her slowly while his hands freely roamed her body. It was so intimate that Cookie felt light-headed, with all the stress of the day evaporating from h

Tabitha asks, passing over the large container of assorted colorful cookies. I hesitate, still engrossed with the closed door as I wait to see if Nate will come back and rescue me. "Um, no." "Oh my gosh you must try them. Katy says they are better than sex." "Obviously she isn't doing it right." Winnie laughs, taking a cookie from the package. "Don't get me wrong. They're delicious, but nothing beats the other thing when done properly." Tabitha nods like she understands what she's talking about, but as I take my first bite of the bright pink macaroon, I agree with Katy. I haven't had sex in over a year. And well, I've never had good sex...Ever.

Sebastian husked out and that was all she needed to be on top of him, lips attaching to his, moaning lowly at the back of her throat as he pulled her hips against his, hand squeezing the flesh of her thighs. God, she had missed this. She had needed it for so long she couldn't even remember. The way his lips felt against hers, the soft, plump flesh. The way the heat of his hands melted on her skin. They pulled away for a moment, gasping for breath before diving back in. Sebastian's eyes furrowed in by the way she was making him feel by just kissing him, it felt so right. Something he had always desired. As much as he was a fan of clandestine make-outs and finding pleasure in wrongdoings, this

I paid quickly, murmuring my thanks, and stepped back out into the crisp afternoon air. Today was our third wedding anniversary, and I’d decided to surprise him with a box of his favorite dark chocolate cookies from the little bakery on Maple Street, plus the name Midnight Lover sounded ridiculously romantic and I was feeling bold for once. Though the smell of the cookies was making me feel surprisingly queasy. The rich, dark-chocolate aroma that usually made my mouth water was turning my stomach in tight, unwelcome knots. I paused on the front steps, the paper bag warm in my hands, and took a slow breath through my mouth instead of my nose.

she said, waving shyly, cheeks already pink. He glanced at her, expression blank. “You again?” Camille’s smile faltered for a second but she pushed through, holding out the box with both hands. “Um… I made these for you. Please accept it.” “What’s that?” he asked, barely looking at her. She swallowed, voice soft and full of nervous affection. “It’s homemade cookies. Chocolate chip. I… I remembered you mentioning you liked them once in class. So I baked them. For you.”

I found none of course, even with a house with no littles we can't expect to find any cookies, the guys are worst than real five years old when it comes to sugar. I gather the ingredient for cookies and get to work, it won't take her much to be here, I had my back turned while focusing on the dow. I felt hands from behind me, hugging me, I smelled a feminism perfume, lots of it. I didn't have a chance to turn back when I felt kisses on my neck, the hands holding me had long fake red nails, the perfume was too strong and whoever it is, is too tall to be my Ari.

Ariel sits up right as though she’s been expecting me with a small smile on her lips and cookies on a tray next to her. “You came just in time.” She says, patting at her side expectantly. The whole vibe feels very weird but the sight of warm cookies bribe me instantly and I give in. “What flavor?” “Butterscotch.” I take a piece, nibbling on it and feel all the stress in my body melt away in seconds. “Bribe accepted. What do you need?” She turns to me suddenly, gripping both my hands in hers while staring intently into my eyes. “I have a confession.”

He did deserve it. "Give them a second to cool down. Trust me, hot cookies have been my downfall way too many times." Ohh I dont have enough fingers on my hands to count the number of times Mira Fameus cookies almost ended me... in the best possible way. They were simply that good. “I don’t know if I can wait much longer." He says as we hear a loud bang of something hitting the floor. I turn around and see a woman standing at the kitchen entrance looking somewhat shocked but then a big smile appears on her face.