Chapter thirty-seven | Expiry dates matter

Chapter thirty-seven | Expiry dates matter

WARNING: This chapter is mature-ish. Well, not exactly every detail, but it will lead up to the awkward virgin sex.

But if you want... I can write one for you guys. Let me know in the comments here.

It's highly probable that I wouldn't because it would be awkward to write awkward sex.

(Did you get my joke?)

The delirious feeling returned as her lips touched mine. Her soft body pressed into mine as my thoughts went haywire.

She is kissing me! Cynthia Crimson is kissing me!

My hand tightened around hers as she pulled back slightly. My heart was running wild with emotions plaguing my thoughts.

"You love me?" she whispered.

Her voice held awe as her eyes turned glassy. I nodded hesitantly and gulped at the intense emotions. "I love you, Cynthia. I have been in love with you for quite some time now. It is ok that you don't feel the same way. I am ready to wait for you. No pressure."

My breathing was erratic as I fidgeted with anxiety.

There were tears in her eyes, momentarily sending me in shock. Without thinking anything, I cupped her face and connected her lips with mine.

The kiss was different as her emotions poured through our touch. Our skin sparked as electricity thrummed from where we caressed each other.

My hands snaked around her waist as her hands tugged my hair. A groan echoed from my throat as a shiver of pleasure thrummed through my spine.

Beyond my notice, her hands slipped under my t-shirt as I positioned myself on top of her. My hips straddled hers, pinning her under me.

I pulled back breathless, gazing down at the beautiful girl below me.

Her lips pink and swollen as her hair fanned below her like a halo. Cynthia's chest moved rapidly, matching the pace of my heart.

"Say it again," she gasped with a croaky voice.

"I love you," I whispered with a grin.

Once again, my lips descended on hers. My fingers weaved through her brown strands as my tongue poked her lips. Her hands beneath my shirt traced my chest.

My tongue met hers, and we started to explore each other's mouths.

Cynthia's taste exploded in my mouth, sending me in a high I never experienced before. Her moan echoed in my mouth as her nails lightly scraped my back.

She tugged at my shirt, making me pull away and take it off. Once again, my lips met hers, slowly trailing to her neck. I made sure to balance my weight, trying not to crush her small body under mine as her hands explored my back and chest.

My mouth connected with her neck, sucking and nipping the region lightly.

She slightly pushed me away and cupped my face. I gave her a confused stare as she gave me a questioning one. "Are you sure about it, Eli?"

Her question made me pause as our actions registered in my mind.

Was I ready?

Was she ready?

I licked my lips nervously and nodded. "I am ready. Are you?" I asked.

She cracked a smile and nodded. "Do you know what to do?" Her question made me roll my eyes.

"I might be a virgin, but it doesn't mean I haven't seen porn," I deadpanned.

She giggled and slung her arms around my neck. Her fingers played with the hair at the back of my head. "So...do you have condoms?"

Her question made me stutter as I opened my mouth again and again.

"I-I do. Just a second."

I walked to the wardrobe and dug into a drawer. Mom had given me a box two years back, just in case a situation arose. Her words were, I am too young to be deemed a grandmother.

I returned with the box and placed it on the nightstand with a shaky hand. Oh, my God! I was really doing this.

A blush coated my cheeks as Cynthia fumbled with the box.

"Take off your clothes," she said nonchalantly as if it was something totally normal to say.

I cleared my throat awkwardly, making her look towards me.

She gave me an understanding look and placed a hand on my cheek. "It is ok if you are not ready. We can stop right now."

I shook my head no vehemently and worked with my pajama pants. When I finally appeared with a boxer, she shimmied out of her dress. In simple white panties and a bra set, she took my breath away.

Her fingers curled seductively, beckoning me closer to her.

As if in a trance, I connected our lips as my hands felt the soft flesh below my palms.

Her thighs hooked around my waist, and her hands fumbled with my boxers.

She slowly unclipped her bra with one hand and then managed to pull my boxers down. My cheeks warmed to pink at my nakedness, making her giggle softly.

Her brown eyes met my dark one with emotions shining through. "Don't be nervous. It's just me." Her words warmed my heart, making my nerves ease a bit.

She took out a condom and checked something on top of it. "Good. Not expired," she mumbled and ripped the packet.

My gasp echoed in the room with our labored breaths as she put the condom on me, making me fist the pillow under her head.

"You are certainly above average. Maybe it-" she started, but I groaned cutting her off. As her eyes stared up at me mischievously, a giggle escaped her delectable lips.

"Eager, are we?" she teased as she pulled her panties off.

Not bothering to reply, I placed my lips over hers. I quickly pulled back and observed the sight of her naked body.

Cynthia's curves were out to appreciate as her labored breathing enhanced her breasts. There was a pink hue to her skin, letting me know she was a bit embarrassed about the situation too.

I shook my head lightly as my eyes got stuck on her breasts.

They are soft and are bo- I cut off the thoughts of my mind and focused on her face.

"Ready?" she asked hesitantly.

I nodded and placed my forehead on hers. "As ready as I can be to lose my virginity to the girl I love."

A smile spread across her face as she whispered her eyes misted once again. "I-I," she tried but failed.

I wiped the small tear of frustration escaping her eyes, keeping my eyes soft. "You don't have to say it now."

Our night was far from silent with our explorations and the loud rumbling of clouds.

I woke up in between the night with her curled in my arms. Her arms were wrapped around my chest as her naked body pressed against mine.

Our sweaty bodies were sticking to each others', but we didn't mind one bit.

A slow smile slipped on my face as I ran a finger along her cheek. Like a creep, I stared at her sleeping form.

Her small mouth was swollen and had a tiny bite mark on its corner. She breathed through her mouth as her long lashes cast a shadow on her flushed cheeks.

With slow movements, I turned the room light off. The darkness did nothing to hide Cynthia's beauty, making her skin glow under the small bursts of lightning outside.

God, I am such a lovesick fool! I thought as I grinned towards her.

Unparalleled happiness filled my chest as I pulled her closer to me. Pulling the sheets up to her shoulder, I snuggled with her like a burrito.

Before I could slip in the slumber of sleep, I placed a kiss on top of her head and whispered. "I love you, Cynthia."

My alarm blaring woke me up with a start. I groaned and stretched in the bed. My hand sought after Cynthia's body on the bed next to me but ended up with failed results.

I got up startled, not caring about my nakedness.

My eyes searched for Cynthia around the room, stopping short at the sight of her leaning against the window. A thoughtful expression graced her face as she stared outside. She was wearing her dress from last night, which had wrinkles all over it.

Cynthia turned around as she heard the sheets rustling and gave me a slight smile.

I awkwardly returned it and tried reaching for my clothes. It proved to be a hard task with my clothes strewn all over the place.

She giggled at my efforts to keep the sheets around my waist as I collected my clothes and walked closer. "Even after we had sex, you are feeling shy, Eli?" she mocked in a teasing manner.

I gave her a soft glare and returned to the task. "If you have seen me naked, it doesn't mean that I will walk around naked," I mumbled, making her laugh.

"Oh, it would have been nice eye candy. But the neighbors might get traumatized. Oh wait, I am your neighbor, so don't worry about that," she replied, stepping closer to me.

I rolled my eyes and stopped when I noticed something on the floor. "Why are your bra and panties on the floor? Are you-" As realization drew in, my words got drowned out.

She blinked up at me innocently and looped her arms around my neck. "Oh, my undergarments are on the floor? Then I must be naked below this," she said innocently as if it wasn't supposed to have any effect on me.

I gave a choked noise at the back of my throat and ducked my head. Blush coated my cheeks as her words embarrassed me to every atom.

"You should get dressed. I will change in another room, and you can use my bathroom," I mumbled and tried to untangle our limbs.

She stopped my movements with a single touch. Her hand wrapped around mine, and she laced our fingers together.

Her thumb drew soothing circles on the back of my hand, calming my jittery nerves.

"You don't regret it, do you?" she asked hesitantly. She smiled as I shook my head no. "Good, because it was one of the best nights of my life."

She leaned closer, making her breath fan over my lips. As words exchanged between our eyes, I joined our lips together.

A groan rumbled from the back of my throat, and my arms snaked around her waist.

I mashed her body against mine as our kiss followed a slow pace. Her hand traced my jaw, lightly rubbing the soft spot on my neck.

I bit her lip lightly, making her shiver in pleasure. We pulled away from each other, feeling breathless in a short time. Her tousled hair was now, even more, messier with her cocoa-brown eyes a shade darker.

Our noses rubbed with each other in an Eskimo kiss. We didn't move, just absorbed each other's warmth.

We stood there for God knows how long, basking in each other's presence.

A few hours later, Cynthia left for her house. Her smell lingered in my room with the faint scent of sex.

I sighed and settled on my bed. Grabbing my laptop, I got to work. I had still had assignments to cope up with from the work I missed and the part where I was lagging, making me groan in annoyance.

A loud screech of tires brought me out of my concentration as hours passed drowning in work. I shrugged it away as some random bad driver and returned to my work.

A loud bang of the door made me jump in my seat. It wasn't my door, but Cynthia's room door. I turned to the window to find Jacob standing there, swaying on his spot.

He gave Cynthia a lazy grin and walked closer to her. Words were inaudible, but it was easy to see that whatever he was sprouting was increasing Cynthia's temper.

I reigned my jealousy and temper in and analyzed their conversation. Jacob dropped to his knees, making a shock run through my veins.

Something he said made Cynthia stop speaking.

She slowly made her way closer to him and pulled him to his feet.

My breath hitched as he cupped her face, and Cynthia didn't move or protest.

What happened next broke my heart to pieces. After a few minutes as shock paralyzed my limbs, I closed the curtains with a huge effort.

Boys like you don't get girls like her. I told you so. My brain screamed.

My feelings felt trampled upon. Tears blurred my vision, making sobs wrack through my body.