Anything But Vanilla (M/F Rough Sex)
The smoldering tension between Celia and Sebastian has always heated up the kitchen where they both work, but after one too many teasing comments from him on how kinky she must be, Celia takes Sebastian up on his dare. What starts out teasing ends up rough as she takes him back home to add a little spice to his sugar! Warning: this 4300 word story contains food play, fireplay, light bondage, spanking, oral sex, anal play, and cooking utensils repurposed as sex toys; adults only!
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Most of the whipped cream off my chest, Sebastian stepped back once again, and I bit back another groan. He returned to his workspace and set the crème brulee on the counter, his sugar at one hand and kitchen torch at the other. “Best part,” he said happily, sprinkling sugar over the tops.
I felt the remaining whipped cream warming against my skin. My god, this was going to make a mess soon. “Sebastian, can you…?” I nodded downwards to the remnants of the cream.
“You can wait.”
Bastard, I would repay him for this. I got closer as he picked up the torch to form the brulee’s crust.
He picked up one ramekin at a time, rotating it to distribute the molten sugar. Then, when he was finished, he looked at me: “Hold out your hands.”
“You’re going to torch me too?”
“Yes.”
My heart thudded. I hadn’t meant it, but… I really liked the danger of the suggestion. I held out my hands.
“Like I said, gentle.” His voice was soft as he lowered the kitchen torch to the back of my wrists. “Sometimes, I think, what someone’s not doing to you can drive you as crazy as what they are.”
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Excerpt:
Most of the whipped cream off my chest, Sebastian stepped back once again, and I bit back another groan. He returned to his workspace and set the crème brulee on the counter, his sugar at one hand and kitchen torch at the other. “Best part,” he said happily, sprinkling sugar over the tops.
I felt the remaining whipped cream warming against my skin. My god, this was going to make a mess soon. “Sebastian, can you…?” I nodded downwards to the remnants of the cream.
“You can wait.”
Bastard, I would repay him for this. I got closer as he picked up the torch to form the brulee’s crust.
He picked up one ramekin at a time, rotating it to distribute the molten sugar. Then, when he was finished, he looked at me: “Hold out your hands.”
“You’re going to torch me too?”
“Yes.”
My heart thudded. I hadn’t meant it, but… I really liked the danger of the suggestion. I held out my hands.
“Like I said, gentle.” His voice was soft as he lowered the kitchen torch to the back of my wrists. “Sometimes, I think, what someone’s not doing to you can drive you as crazy as what they are.”
Anything But Vanilla (M/F Rough Sex)
The smoldering tension between Celia and Sebastian has always heated up the kitchen where they both work, but after one too many teasing comments from him on how kinky she must be, Celia takes Sebastian up on his dare. What starts out teasing ends up rough as she takes him back home to add a little spice to his sugar! Warning: this 4300 word story contains food play, fireplay, light bondage, spanking, oral sex, anal play, and cooking utensils repurposed as sex toys; adults only!
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Excerpt:
Most of the whipped cream off my chest, Sebastian stepped back once again, and I bit back another groan. He returned to his workspace and set the crème brulee on the counter, his sugar at one hand and kitchen torch at the other. “Best part,” he said happily, sprinkling sugar over the tops.
I felt the remaining whipped cream warming against my skin. My god, this was going to make a mess soon. “Sebastian, can you…?” I nodded downwards to the remnants of the cream.
“You can wait.”
Bastard, I would repay him for this. I got closer as he picked up the torch to form the brulee’s crust.
He picked up one ramekin at a time, rotating it to distribute the molten sugar. Then, when he was finished, he looked at me: “Hold out your hands.”
“You’re going to torch me too?”
“Yes.”
My heart thudded. I hadn’t meant it, but… I really liked the danger of the suggestion. I held out my hands.
“Like I said, gentle.” His voice was soft as he lowered the kitchen torch to the back of my wrists. “Sometimes, I think, what someone’s not doing to you can drive you as crazy as what they are.”
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Excerpt:
Most of the whipped cream off my chest, Sebastian stepped back once again, and I bit back another groan. He returned to his workspace and set the crème brulee on the counter, his sugar at one hand and kitchen torch at the other. “Best part,” he said happily, sprinkling sugar over the tops.
I felt the remaining whipped cream warming against my skin. My god, this was going to make a mess soon. “Sebastian, can you…?” I nodded downwards to the remnants of the cream.
“You can wait.”
Bastard, I would repay him for this. I got closer as he picked up the torch to form the brulee’s crust.
He picked up one ramekin at a time, rotating it to distribute the molten sugar. Then, when he was finished, he looked at me: “Hold out your hands.”
“You’re going to torch me too?”
“Yes.”
My heart thudded. I hadn’t meant it, but… I really liked the danger of the suggestion. I held out my hands.
“Like I said, gentle.” His voice was soft as he lowered the kitchen torch to the back of my wrists. “Sometimes, I think, what someone’s not doing to you can drive you as crazy as what they are.”
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| BN ID: | 2940014735285 |
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| Publisher: | Sofia Bane |
| Publication date: | 06/20/2012 |
| Sold by: | Barnes & Noble |
| Format: | eBook |
| File size: | 50 KB |
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