Sometimes the fixings are as good as the cake. If not better. And I like to lick the spoon.

You know what I mean. :grin:
After creaming the room-temperature butter, you’d add the sugar. Yummm. I was ready to lick the spoon already. Then add eggs and beat until fluffy. Ummm. Forget the spoon, I’ll use my fingers. A little flour to stiffen it up & get it to rise–then the flava. The vanilla made it sing.
Hell, even before it went in the oven, I was ready to eat it out of the BOWL.

I once queried an agent for a full-length ms. She asked to see my first 15 pages. I was thrilled. She returned the entry, unfortunately, and wrote on the cover page: “Excellent voice, characters, dialogue. But you take too long to get to the sex, dear.”
Now, I understand if you’ve only got 10-20 pages to work with, you’ve gotta get off to a running start. And unplanned jackrabbit sex can be VERY hot. :humping:

But in a 380 page novel, my complete strangers were supposed to have sex in the first 15 pages??! :shock:

I love erotica. Love writing it (among other things). I applaud the way the genre is taking off, and it’s about time.
But personally, I like a little foreplay. I want to taste the ingredients of the attraction before full-blown heat is applied. It’s a personal preference, and I can certainly appreciate the cake both ways, lol!

But give me a little sweetness, a little mixin’ it up, a little flava before you shove the thing in the oven. :razz:

I like to lick the spoon.