Friday, April 12, 2013

Hot, Sweet and Delicious!

Welcome Renee Luke who's here to share a sinfully delicious recipe, definitely wonderfully sinful suggestions of what to do with the dessert and an equally sinful excerpt from her new book, Sweet Spot! WARNING: You'll be drooling... believe me!

(Original recipe from Women’s Day)
It's pie, it's ice cream, it's fruit and it's chocolate.

This could be the best all-around dessert ever!

Who wouldn't like it?


12 to 15 whole chocolate graham crackers
5 tablespoons butter, softened
1⁄4 cup sugar

1 container (14 to 16 oz) vanilla ice cream
1 pint raspberry sorbet
1 container (14 to 16 oz) chocolate ice cream
1 pint red raspberries
1 tub (8 oz) frozen whipped topping, thawed

Garnish (Optional)
chocolate curls or chocolate sauce

Evenly coat a 9-in. pie plate with nonstick spray.
Crust: Pulse crackers in food processor until fine crumbs form.
Add butter and sugar; pulse until crumbs are moistened.
Press firmly over bottom and up sides of pie plate.
Freeze 30 minutes.
Place vanilla ice cream in the refrigerator for 30 minutes to slightly soften.
Pack into crust with an ice cream spade or large spoon; spread evenly.
Freeze 15 minutes or until firm.
Slightly soften sorbet as above; spread on vanilla ice cream.
Freeze until firm.
Slightly softening chocolate ice cream.
Spread evenly on sorbet. Freeze at least 3 hours, or wrap airtight and freeze up to 1 week.
Top pie with 1⁄2 pt raspberries.
Drop spoonfuls of whipped topping on berries; spread evenly.
Top with remaining berries; garnish with chocolate curls or sauce. NOTE: To make chocolate curls, firmly pull a swivel-blade vegetable peeler across a bar or block of room temperature chocolate. 

Doesn’t this recipe for ice cream, whipped cream, chocolate, and berry pie look delicious? When I look at each of the ingredients for the filling, I see something tempting and yummy, but something sexy, erotic, and sensual all in one.

To turn this recipe up a notch, bring your honey into the kitchen with you, or bring the dessert into the bedroom with your honey… imagine all of the ways you could share this dessert… I see all sorts of erotic ways to turn this dessert into an afternoon of lovemaking…and who cares about the mess.

First, the chocolate and vanilla ice creams…I can imagine taking a spoonful and spreading it across my man’s skin… maybe low on his abdomen so that his body heat would make the ice cream slowly melt onto his skin, sliding lower and following those sexy chiseled lines that lead down to his…well, to my joystick!

Yes, the cream would be cold. For a minute. But I’d reward his attempt at remaining still by following the trail of ice cream with heat of my tongue… he’d taste like chocolate, vanilla, sugar… and arousal… yum…

Let’s move onto the whipped cream… not quite as sweet or cold as the ice cream, so it can go directly on this joystick flesh, all hard and ready for my tongue to lick him there, too. Take your fingers and dip into the bowl of whipped cream, then wrap around him and slide down to his base…you can’t leave your man a white sticky mess, now can you? No, now put your lips around him and suck all that cream off.

The raspberry sorbet and the fresh plump raspberries, I’d use together… I’d move to his mouth, take a fresh berry and squeeze the flesh so red, sweet juice drops onto his lips…and then I’d clean the fruity nectar with a kiss… and the raspberry sorbet? I’d use my fingers to make a trail of cold frozen fruit down his next, then again, I’d clean it with my tongue…nipping and teasing just to make sure I didn’t leave any bits of fruit behind…

Dessert can be so much more than an after dinner treat, as you can see, it can be the main dish…

There are so many ways to enjoy desserts with your honey, and that’s exactly what Ellie and Derek did in this snippet of Sweet Spot



“Hmm?” She turned toward him, her lips wet and stained with strawberry juice. She’d been sampling the fruit again, and god help him, he was about to.

He bit back a groan. “I didn’t invite you over for this.” He angled his head toward the counter behind her, littered with sweets and treats.

Her eyes widened. Went glossy, but she didn’t look away. Her lips trembled slightly, before she tucked the bottom one between her teeth. She sighed, releasing the plump tempting flesh. “I know.”

Two words, two simple words, yet they were filled with understanding. Acceptance. She knew why she was at his place, for exactly the same reason he wanted her there.


“I told you, I meant to have you again.” And again. And again. And again. As often as he could. As long as she would give it up.

“I know,” she repeated, backing up until she was greeted by the counter’s edge.

“And you came, knowing I want you.” His heart thumped heavily in his chest, the tempo echoing in the pounding of his dick.

She nodded. Wet her lips again. Her nipples grew tighter beneath her shirt. She let out a sigh, a berry stained breath that washed like springtime across the narrow space separating them. “I came because I want you, too.”

Damn, that’s all he could take. He moved forward, closing the distance between them, drawn to her like a bear to honey, the allure a temptation he was unable to resist. He bent, touching his lips to hers, the kiss light, a mere mingling of breaths.

His hands moved to her waist, lower, he settled his palms on her hips, then lifted her onto the cool slab of black marble behind her.

She trembled, her mouth opening as she gasped in surprise. He took it as an invitation. Deepening the kiss, he touched his tongue to her lips, tasting the tart-sweetness of the strawberries and the honey of her mouth.

Now, go make this ice cream, whipped cream, berry dessert and enjoy your honey while you’re at it!

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