snippetsaturdayAuthor’s Choice. I love these days. I don’t hurt my brain so much trying to figure out what book to use and post from. I don’t have to dig through my book files to find the right book for what that week’s particular theme is.

At the same time, I love participating in Snippet Saturday for those very reasons. I know, I’m a little goofy. It’s all right. I know it.

Pink Buttercream Frosting has been on my mind a lot lately. Lately being since August when more than a handful of people came to me and wanted to know when I was going to write more books like it. Emotion. D/s. Frosting. So, today, I though that my choice for snippets would be from Pink Buttercream Frosting…

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Aidn sat outside the front of Bailey’s townhouse. What in the hell was he doing? Cutting the engine of the Jeep, he looked around the area a little.

Bailey Bakes was painted in swirls of pink, purple and brown on a wooden sigh that hung from an iron rod beside the glass door. It had a touch of class to it, historical. “Now or never,” he murmured, getting out and locking the Jeep’s doors. Before he could think about it again, he crossed the sidewalk and pushed open the front door, stepping inside the small bakery. A bell jingled above his head and the smell of vanilla assailed him.

“Hi, can I help…”

Bailey’s words trailed off once she raised her eyes. She was wiping her hands on an apron adorned with cupcakes and had a smudge of white across her forehead.

“Hi.”

She swallowed visibly. “What are you doing here, Aidn?”

“Honestly? I don’t know.” He looked around, taking in the tiny shop, knowing his answer wasn’t adequate. His eyes lit on the front window display of three very beautiful, very different in design wedding cakes. He walked over, stuffing his hands in his pockets for lack of anything better to do with them other than to reach for her, to know if she was as soft and exciting to the touch as before. “Did you make these?”

“I decorated them. They aren’t really cakes.”

I really need to get the hell away from you. There was such warmth in the bakery, like coming home after school on a spring day to a house smelling of fresh baked cookies. He wasn’t a homey kind of guy, he wasn’t nostalgic, but one would never have known that if they were privy to his thoughts in that moment. Robert would be having a damn field day with this. He needed to get away from her and the good-bye word was on his lips but that’s not what was coming out. “What are they?”

She giggled and the sound caused something in his heart to tighten and then loosen. Big fucking danger zone.

“They’re actually made from foam that is cut and shaped, then covered with icing and fondant and decorated.”

“Huh. Learn something new every day. You do bake real cakes though, right?”

She rolled her eyes and his hand itched to spank her for the gesture. She was teasing with him, but still, the urge to bend her over his knees and yank her jeans and panties off so he could give her a good bare-hand-to-bare-ass spanking was nearly overwhelming.

“Yes, of course I do. I wouldn’t make any money otherwise.”

“Did you go to school to learn this?”

“A few years before my divorce, I started baking a lot, took some cake decorating classes. I found that I enjoyed it, that I was good at it. I took some business courses, a few pastry courses and well, here I am.”

“This is why you were so in love with the lotion, isn’t it?”

She nodded along with letting another giggle escape. He should leave, but he was going to kiss her instead.

And he did. With all the tenderness he could muster, he cupped her face with one hand and pulled her flush against his body with the other, lowered his head and kissed her surprised mouth. It was soft and gentle, a mere tasting of her.

When he lifted his head long before he wanted to and looked at her, her eyes slowly opened to meet his. She licked her lips and he bit back a groan.

“Oh wow,” she whispered.

“Indeed,” he whispered back, tasting the corner of her mouth.

“I…” She blew out a breath then gulped another back in. “That was…”

He focused his gaze on her face. Her cheeks were pink, her eyes were bright with hunger, and he could see her pulse beating wildly in her neck. She wanted him. She was aroused and hot for him just like that. In the space of a heartbeat, she’d gone from wary and business-like to lusting. It was incredibly tempting, knowing he had that kind of power over her.

“Ask me for another kiss, Bailey.”

“Please, may I have another kiss?”

“Sir.”

Her eyes widened once the word registered. He wasn’t sure why he’d put it out there, put the line in the sand, but he wouldn’t take it back. It seemed the right thing to do.

“Please, may I have another kiss, sir?”

He couldn’t explain his reaction to hearing her say ‘sir’…pride, power, happiness.

“I want to try something. Will you let me?”

“What?”

“I want you to close your eyes. Just listen to my voice. Trust me. Please, Bailey?”

She twisted the apron strings between her fingers and looked down at the ground. “Why?”

“In one of the books on your bookshelf you tagged a page about sensory deprivation and while I could likely find something to blindfold you with, I’d rather just ask you to close your eyes, to listen to my voice, to just talk to me and let me in.”

Aidn could see she was struggling just as much as he was with the request. She was fidgeting with her fingers, wouldn’t look at him, and worrying her bottom lip with her teeth. When she finally lifted her head, her eyes were closed and his heart skipped a beat. “Good girl. Now, say it again. Say ‘sir’ again.”

She licked her lips and swallowed hard. “Sir.”

He dropped his hands from her hair and took a measured step back, taking in some air. What was he doing? Why wasn’t he leaving? Why was he leading her down a submissive path when it was all kinds of wrong for him to do so? Why couldn’t he resist her?

“Oh yes, such a good girl.”

Okay, so yeah… Anyone else want some frosting? Homemade, of course…

Take some time and visit the following authors and their blogs for more Snippet Saturday fun!

Rhian Cahill
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Leah Braemel
Myla Jackson
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Shiloh Walker
Delilah Devlin
Lauren Dane

~lissa

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