The State of Confusion

Frenching

Asher above....
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We walked straight ahead into the trees and up a small hill. We strayed from the path a couple times, but he seemed to know what he was doing. We made our way to a spot. He walked to the edge and looked down, "this is it."
I walked up behind him and stared at the beauty below. A small water fall ran into a little stream. The rocks covered in green moss the sun glimmering in the clear water. He walked down the edge and onto a dry rock. He sat me down next to him.
"It's beautiful," I said staring at the waterfall.
"I know," He said, his eyes fixated on me.
I watched him. I mapped out every bone in his face. Every imperfection that made him all the more real. Without realizing it I touched his face. He looked at me. I pulled my hand away.
"Sorry, I uh-"
Without saying a word he grabbed my face. His strong hand against my cheek. His deep, blue eyes stared into mine. I gasped. He brought his forehead to mine. My heart pounded against my rib cage. He smiled as he pulled me closer to him, leaving just a little bit of space for us to stay apart.
"May I?" He whispered.
I nodded. He wiped the hair out of my face and brought his nose to mine. I grabbed his neck and pulled myself up against him. His breathing was calm as little puffs of minty air blew in my face. I closed my eyes. For a moment everything was easy. I was safe. I opened my eyes and he smiled. He moved his jaw closer to mine and planted a soft, but firm, kiss on my lips. He pulled away- his forehead still attached to mine. The tension in me built up, and I couldn't handle the suspense. I grabbed his jaw and slammed my lips onto his. I kissed him harder than I thought possible. He kissed back matching my intensity. My insides exploded. The universe stopped, and we kept going. His fingers ran through my hair. My hand holding his head the other against the bare part of his lower back.
"Pen..." He gasped in between kisses.
I laughed a little against his chest.
He pulled me closer to him. Not close enough. He grabbed me, not letting go of our kiss, and sat me on top of him. I gasped. We pulled apart and he grinned, "God you're a beauty."
I bit my lip trying not smile, "Don't even." He kissed me again. This time harder. I played at the hem of his shirt. He felt up to my mid-back. His cool hands against my skin sent chills down my spine. I almost took off his shirt until I realized where we were. I stopped pulled back and smiled, "Not here. Not now."
He nodded but didn't move. He lied down and held me to his chest as he held my hand and played with my hair.
We were like that for a while. Together in the silence.
I smiled, "I have my promise."
"What is it?"
"Promise me you won't hurt me, again. Promise me I'm not making a mistake by falling for you."
His eyes widened and began to plead, "I promise I promise a thousand times."
I smiled, "Then that's all."