You agreed, I didn't

Autumn's standpoint

I remained dazed as he breathed into my face, his forehead resting on mine. After our long breathtaking make-out, he placed his forehead on mine and remained that way for minutes, leaving me to catch my breath and ponder senselessly over what happened. His hands remained on my hips where they were when he broke the kiss. My dress had crumpled up, almost exposing my panties. His eyes were closed and his breathing was calm, much calmer than mine.

I had never been as confused as I was at that moment. I was dumbfounded by everything that happened. Not just because he was one hell of a kisser, but because the kiss was the best one I had ever had and that's saying something because these lips of mine have met a lot of others. Memories of the long makeout replayed in my head. The way his tongue guided mine, the passion that flowed from him to me, the way his hands skillfully kneaded my ass, the way they gripped my hips, and the way our bodies merged as one. Even with our