Is Cupcake A Virgin Novels & Stories

With one heavy, unrelenting thrust, he buried himself to the hilt. Victor screamed. It wasn't a sound of pleasure. It was the sound of something breaking. He stiffened, his fingers clawing at the wallpaper as a sharp, tearing pain radiated through his lower half. "What the fuck?" Mateo stopped, his muscles locking as he felt the resistance, the sudden warmth of blood slicking his thighs. He pulled back just enough to see. Victor was gasping, his face pale, eyes blown wide with shock. "You're... you're a virgin?" Mateo’s voice was barely a whisper, thick with a mix of horror and something much darker.

The sweet, artificial scent of vanilla and sugar was so strong it made my stomach do a nauseous flip. I stood there and just stared at the mess for what felt like forever. It didn't take a genius to figure out what happened. Red velvet. Those were the exact cupcakes Clement tried to hand me yesterday—the ones I told him to throw right back in Adrian's arrogant face. The petty bastard had actually destroyed his own office wall just to create a nightmare for me to clean up. "You total psycho," I whispered to the empty room, my blood boiling.

Noah wades in and to my surprise, agrees with me. “How about you and I do something together, let….” And I have to swallow my pride and also the gut wrenching feeling of actually calling him this. “…Mummy and Daddy catch up on some emails. Candice gave me a cupcake recipe…we could try that?” Candice had actually left a few printed on my bed spread the day we were leaving. I got the hint. I couldn’t bake but I could eat cake. How hard can it be? “You want to make cupcakes with me?” Her faces turns angelic all of a sudden. Hmm I’m not convinced. I think she had the means to send me to an early grave. I don’t think angels do that, only little demons.

I showed my gratitude to her. “Oh, it’s not a trouble at all.” She waved her hand and served the cupcakes in a plate and placed it in front of me, “Povetta and Aless used to love these cupcakes and now both are married and settled in other countries. I haven’t baked them in a long time but today when I decided to come here, I thought you’d like these.” She said, I saw sadness in her blue eyes. I observed that she doesn’t have very close relationship with her daughter and Vincent.

“You’re officially legal! You can vote. You can drink... well, not here. But you can get arrested for real now!” And how is getting arrested a good thing? I roll my eyes, but I can’t stop smiling. My cheeks already hurt. Ava walks in next, carrying something in her hands with careful balance. " Happy birthday darling. I baked. It’s chocolate, obviously. You’re welcome." She sets down a small plate with a single chocolate cupcake on my lap, a candle sticking out from the top like a crooked tooth. “You baked?” I tease, raising an eyebrow. She shrugs. “Don’t get used to it. It was either that or let Cali try, and we all remember what happened last time."

I was about to refuse, but Jasper requested two hot fudge sundaes. The waiter left, and I thanked Jasper for his generosity. I thought the earlier question was forgotten, but Jasper brought it back up saying, “So how good was Mark at sex?” He spit out like it was a curse word. “Well,” I paused, trying to gather my thoughts. How to tell this sexy guy who I’d been friends with for many years that I was a virgin. I’d never even had anyone touch my pussy or ass or my tits, for that matter. Mark had been my first love, and he’d never wanted to do more than kiss. Sometimes I thought it was him, but then other times I wondered if in fact it was just that I was ugly and no one would want to touch me

I tried to sound casual as I shared half a piece of the white-chocolate raspberry cheesecake with her. She didn’t notice anything off about my tone, apparently, or the weird hitch in my voice. “A friend gave it to me a couple of years ago. She was trying to encourage me to lose my virginity, not understanding I had no time for that sort of thing.” She giggled. “Mandy assumed I’d make time if the right guy saw me in that, but I never had the opportunity to wear it until now.” My first response was relief that no one else had seen her in it. I wanted to shout my pleasure at that, but before I could look like an idiot, I froze. “Virginity?”

"Tali said ‘they,' cupcake. That's all I know." Cupcake groaned, peeled her lids open. "Start from the beginning." Her eyelids drooped before I got even halfway through the conversation. I couldn't help but be a little proud of myself. My skills were on point if she was struggling this much to come back to the land of the living. "Apparently, I'm not supposed to let them know I spent the night here. Why anyone else would even care. We're consenting adults. And we didn't even have sex." Much to my chagrin.

I’ve never been more proud to know a person. But she’s not on any social media. She told me so, and these accounts never tagged anyone when they posted about her. Was this the guy she said she’d lost her virginity to? He’s not bad to look at. I forced myself to leave I*******m. Avery is a bit of a celebrity in the world of medicine. Vampires4Life is the verified social handle for the cooperation that focuses on the physical and mental health of vampires. Providing information, and solutions to common, and uncommon issues.

I didn’t want to. His bedroom door clicked shut behind us, and suddenly I was on his bed, beneath him, hair fanned out across the pillows. He paused, forehead resting against mine. “I need to ask you something,” he whispered. “Okay.” “Are you sure?” I looked up at him. “I’m a virgin,” I said. “But I’m not afraid of you.” His hands shook slightly as he touched my cheek. “You don’t have to prove anything.” “I’m not trying to,” I whispered. “I just… want you. Not because of the contract. Not because of the baby. Just you.”