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This weekend, starting today, I'm participating in the Holiday Gifts of Love Blog Hop and talking about my favorite parts of the holidays then perhaps tainting cookie decorating for you forever. Curious? Keep on reading! ;)
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Anyone else remember decorating gingerbread men and sugar cookies as a child? Eating more frosting than you put on the cookie? Making the kitchen look like a real life Candy Land? Flour all over your face and hands? I have fond memories of hours spent baking with my mom and grandma.
I'd LOVE to recreate those memories with my kids but I'm not even half the baker they were. I try, but for some reason my sugar cookie dough blows up twice the size of the cookie cutter in the oven so Santa looks less like a jolly man with a hat and more like an alien with a cone head.
So, because of my lack of chemistry skills, I buy the pre-shaped cookie dough where all you have to do is slap them on a cookie sheet and throw them in the oven. Then, to make up for my lame parenting, I buy lots of icing and sprinkles and let the kids go to town on them. We have the most unrecognizable, but appropriately sized, Christmas cookies on the block!
|I wish mine looked like this|
And now to defile that adorable little story. Here's an excerpt about Christmas cookie decorating from my new novella, The Dom on the Naughty List. This is a short sequel to The Dom with a Safeword but can be read alone as well. It's releasing on December 21st!!! Sign up for my newsletter on my website (www.leiashaw.com) to find out how to get this book for free!
Blurb and R-rated excerpt are below.
Who needs Christmas when it brings bad memories? Jude is hung up on his past but his brats, Q and Sabrina, are going to drag their normally good-natured Dom into the festive season even if they have to put him on the naughty list. But being in a ménage a trois isn’t simple.
Family drama, unexpected consequences, and the sexy shenanigans all avalanche in with the snow to make Jude, Sabrina and Q find out exactly how deep their love goes.
With a shrug, Q looked over her baking experiment, trying to decide which cookie to start with. Maybe if she piled on the frosting, it would cover the burnt taste in the last batch. The Santa cookie had escaped with only a slightly charred section by his hat’s pompom. Q set to work, trying to master the art of getting the icing to come out of the bag without air pockets ruining the texture. When Santa was done – his pompom hat a glob of white icing to cover the blackened part – she moved onto a reindeer.
Sabrina was lapping her though, if the term could apply to baking as well as car racing. She must've been on her eighth one already.
“Oh my god. Your tongue is actually sticking out. You are so cute!” Sabrina chuckled from across the table, where she’d paused while icing a star.
“I’m not cute. I’m terrifying.”
“Yes, Q,” Sabrina said in her best sarcastically obedient submissive voice.
“Do I need to prove it?” Q glared. “Take off your t-shirt. Now.”
Sabrina’s mouth opened and closed a few times. Q could tell she wanted to argue, but knew that being mouthy over something so trivial might make her funishment less pleasant. With a dramatic sigh, she stood and pulled her shirt off over her head. Even having been in a relationship for over a year, the sight of Sabrina mostly naked froze Q in place for a moment. With her cheeks and neck a little pink, Sabrina stood in the middle of the room – her little thong panties making her seem more naked than naked.
Q got up from the table and strolled to her. “Hands behind your head and turn for me.”
She complied. Q let her gaze slide over her like an extra pair of hands. The best part of making her do this, other than getting to admire her woman, was that Sabrina hated it but did it anyway - for Q. To please her. Fucking hot.
Careful to be quiet, Q snaked her hands out behind her. As soon as Sabrina had made it all the way around, she let loose. Pink and purple icing squirted out of the bags, hitting Sabrina square in the chest. Sabrina squealed and back-pedaled,frosting sliding down her breasts.Q was on her in an instant. With a chuckle, she backed Sabrina against the counter, smearing a handful of purple icing over her tits and belly.
“Q! What’d you do that for?” Sabrina broke away from her and ran back to the table, grabbing up the turquoise blue. “Stay back! I’m not afraid to use this.”
With a grin, Q whipped off her shirt and charged. Several more tubes of frosting flew from the table, some grabbed and some knocked over. Q wrestled her girlfriend to the ground, squishing copious amounts of the sugared stickiness into the existing mess. Sabrina’s reasoning gave way to complaining and whining, but failed to have any effect on Q. At one point she took Sabrina’s mouth hungrily, and the game became more sensual. Q wasn’t quite sure when she lost her own pajama bottoms, but she vividly recalled stealing Sabrina’s tiny panties.
Does that give cookie decorating a whole new meaning? It does for me.
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