Just Desserts Blog Hop
I love cake. Better than Sex Cake to Be exact. There’s something about the gooey super sweet sex on a plate dish that melts in my mouth better than any M and M’s candy. What’s almost just as good? How about a SMOKIN’ Hot Drummer, The Lead Singer’s Sister and a Game of Edible Sexting 😛
What You’ll Need!
1 (18.25 ounce) packagedevil’s food cake mix
1/2 (14 ounce) cansweetened condensed milk
6 ouncescaramel ice cream topping
3 (1.4 ounce) barschocolate covered toffee, chopped
1 (8 ounce) containerfrozen whipped topping, thawed
Now…I know what you’re thinking… Why can’t we just finger paint with the whipped cream, caramel icecream topping and lick the chopped toffee from his six pack abs or cover his goodness….and enjoy the human covered work of art.
Just make the cake and have fun with the left overs after you indulge:P
- Bake cake according to package directions for a 9×13 inch pan; cool on wire rack for 5 minutes. Make slits across the top of the cake, making sure not to go through to the bottom.
- In a saucepan over low heat, combine sweetened condensed milk and caramel topping, stirring until smooth and blended. Slowly pour the warm topping mixture over the top of the warm cake, letting it sink into the slits; then sprinkle the crushed chocolate toffee bars liberally across the entire cake while still warm. (Hint: I crush my candy bars into small chunks as opposed to crumbs – I like to have pieces I can chew on!)
- Let cake cool completely, then top with whipped topping. Decorate the top of the cake with some more chocolate toffee bar chunks and swirls of caramel topping. Refrigerate and serve right from the pan!
Brought up in a traditional family Carrie Stevens fights the bounds of propriety and flaunts her deviance with no regard to personal consequences. With one exception…her big brother’s wishes where his band is concerned. The sparks that fly when she’s around the one taboo she’d love to date are only a tempting siren’s song, until she sees there’s more to Shea than she’d originally thought. The sexy drummer might just make her lose her heart, if he can put her past to rest.
Shea McNamara has been in love with Carrie Stevens for years. Running in the same circle as her isn’t easy. Her choice in men irks him but she’s in his blood as much as the drums he loves to beat. All he has to do is convince her there’s more to life than the fast lane. With her flirty attitude he refuses to allow her to call the shots.
When she moved from his direct line of vision, the click of her heels on the tiled floor gave him the perfect GPS. Shea caught up with her only to lose her to the women’s bathroom. He melted in the shadows of the other hallway biding his time. Minutes later, she exited the restroom and continued down the empty hallway toward the empty office rooms. Guessing her
intent wasn’t that difficult, he’d thought she’d head to the recording rooms. In that direction he’d have his work cut out for him to find her before he had to go. Carrie led him on a merry goose chase with nine office doors between them. Her smell surrounded him leaving him little help in ferreting out which to enter. Expelling a groan, Shea opened each and every door, leaving them wide open as he zigzagged his way closer to her.
“I thought you’d never find me.” Her saucy reply hit his ears the moment he stepped into his
seventh try. Soft hands roamed over his abs. Swamped by all things Carrie, he basked in her touch, kicking the door shut behind him with too much force, the resounding boom echoing in the room.
“Was only a matter of time, Carrie.” Seized by hunger he rounded on her, driving her backward. Her eyes widened and he enjoyed seeing the quick rising of her chest. The near bare office held only the essentials. A desk, chair and file cabinet. Each step he took closer to her, she backed up an equal one. Her attire added to the fire burning through his loins. He enjoyed seeing her trembling hands move to unbutton her sexy top. The lace bra pushing up her firm breasts an added bonus, one he couldn’t wait to get his lips around.
“What are you up to?” he asked after seeing snippets of lettering decorated her tanned skin.
“I wanted to play an ice breaker game.”
“Oh. Those are normally for people who don’t know each other, sexy.” Wanting a better peek, he stepped into her personal space and palmed the globes, molding them perfectly in his hands.
Slide Here peeked at him written on her cleavage. It was hard not to smirk. Imagery of his cock passing between them to her mouth brought a guttural growl from him. Shea teased her nipples with his thumb.
“There’s more.” She moaned. Her bedazzled nipples hardened into tight peaks, he bent down and laved one, then the other. Brushing his free hand across the gemmed appliqués. He dropped his gaze to her navel where the same jewels arranged in the pattern of a heart winked at him.
Carrie pushed her jeans and lace panties down, baring her mons to him. In the middle
Fuck Me in bold black caps with a down arrow rested. She’d given him a sexual map of her desires.
“I don’t need GPS, babe.” He chuckled and spun her around to face away from him. Sure enough Slap Them with arrows on her ass cheeks greeted him. Shea cupped her cheeks, then delivered a single blow, enjoying the pink that spread over the area.
Carrie let out a moan, as her knees buckled and he grabbed her in his arms. Walking them toward the desk, her ass pressed flush against his engorged cock “Thought it seemed a good idea at the time.”
He nipped the slope of her neck biting on Suck It. Letters disappeared from her skin and the sweet taste of strawberries filled his mouth. “Delicious.”
“Edible words, I thought you’d enjoy a snack,” she said on a gasp as he thrust his finger into her core.
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