Licorice Cookie X Reader Novels & Stories

the salon. He pulls me down on his lap. "I baked cookies, wanna try?" I ask, he nods and gets one from the plate, eating it with a frown. I know he doesn't like sweet food. We sat silently and he engulfed me in a hug. We were feeling peaceful and he kept inhaling my scent " Your scent is exciting my Lycan," He whispers, and starts to kiss my neck. My chest was raising higher as he continued, his fingers trailed to touch my pussy and I spread my legs widely for him.

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Turning the cover for me to see he said, “So this is your favorite book, huh?” Wondering what had him looking so sly I focused my eyes on the cover and I immediately felt a rush of heat flare through my body. The cover had a picture of the naked anatomy of a man and woman embracing each other sensually and the title read, ‘100 ways to spice up your life.' “If this is what you were here searching for in the library then I don’t think I have any problem,” he laughed patronizingly, and flicking through the pages he stopped at one and reading the words on it he continued, “Try being intimate in random or unfamiliar places-”

The two girls from my seat asked me why I gave them cookies as well. "Well if they don't like it they can throw it. It's more like a peace offering. I poured my heart out in making." I seductively answered. Shirley laughed while Julia raised her eyebrow. She didn't get the joke. Well, I simply did what I said. I pour my heart out into making that batches of cookies. Pouring almost all the sugar we have at home. I giggled with the thought as I sat down. Sneaking a peek I turned my head towards them. Lucius was opening his cookie pouch while David was sniffing it like a dog. Mandy took a bite while glaring at me. She didn't notice the sweetness because she was too focused on me that she stuffe

She scolded herself before returning to the book. Alistair returned shirtless— Sera silently thanked the Goddess for that—, and got into the bed to listen to her story. The book was a Romantic one, a story of a man who was determined to win the love of his cold and rebellious crush. It was a thrilling tale full of passion and love. Soon enough, Sera found herself engrossed in the book she was forced to read. The words seemed to transport her to another world, and when she finally glanced at the clock, she was startled to see that it was already midnight.

"Do you think I don't read or something? I'm actually fond of reading." "Well, it's a surprise that you like reading," Aria said. "But it's even more of a surprise that you like reading romance books! How come you like them?" "I just do," he shrugged his shoulders. "And this particular book caught my attention because it dives into partner abuse." "Yeah," Aria excitedly said. "I thought that it was going to be a typical love story, but once I reached the end, I got goosebumps after I realized what the title meant. It felt incomplete yet complete at the same time, you know?"

“Do all girls read The Great Gatsby? And would you consider it weird for a guy if you knew he’s read the entire thing cover to cover ten times in one year?” I read my reply, “I’ve read it more than twenty times already, so that obsession is very welcome. Oh, the only thing hotter than a gentleman is a gentleman that reads.” His reply: “You’d be glad to know I draw too.” “Well, let’s just say the back of my thumb is pressed to my forehead from the hit that is.” I’d added laughing emojis and cute hearts, too. “My name is Genevieve; Genevieve Carlyle.” “Is it bad if a guy swoons too? I’m Felix; Felix Whitmore.”

At least I hope he is. When I finish the burrito, I lean back on the couch and grab my e-reader from the coffee table. A new book in my favorite Boy Band series released a few days ago, and I've waited to start. Every woman who reads romance has her favorite genre. Billionaires, vampires, sports stars, the list goes on and on, but for me it's musicians. Moody rockers to be precise. I'd never date one in real life... well except the DJ incident a few months ago. In reality, musicians are way too moody. But in books I get the best parts of them without having to live with drug overdoses and the cheating.

~Damian~ In frustration, I found myself seated before the cookies Becky had brought me, and I selected a piece. I promptly placed it in my mouth and savored the satisfying crunch. A sense of pleasant surprise washed over me as I discovered the delectable taste. The cookie had achieved the perfect balance of flavors and boasted a delightful crispness. Driven by the sheer enjoyment, I continued to devour one piece after another, eagerly munching away until every last cookie had vanished. Given the recent events with Cassie, I longed for a mental escape. Although I understood she would never reciprocate my feelings, the pain still lingered.

Then she turned and walked out of the room. I picked up a peanut butter cookie and Daniel chuckled, “Those are still your favorite?” I smiled, “Yes and so are sugar cookies.” Daniel laughed, “I’m glad I asked her to make them.” Jace asked, “Lacey, what about you? What’s your favorite cookie?” She smiled, “I’m all about the chocolate. I love chocolate cookies with chocolate chunks.” He laughed, “I’m the same way. Except I love No-Bake cookies.”