High On You

chapter twelve.

chapter twelve.

Uriah kissed Don with so much passion and so much need and he reciprocated the action perfectly. He pulled his lips away from hers and began trailing hot kisses along her jawline, and down her neck.
She moaned in response. It felt so good being held and caressed by him. Though they haven't known each other for too long, somehow she knew that he cared. They're actions might have  proved their lust for one another, but she knew that there was more to it.

Donovan continued with his kisses, and soon Uriah just couldn't contain herself any longer. Before either of them could think rationally, Uriah had lifted her shirt from off her body and tossed it somewhere on the floor, leaving her in her black bra. She licked and sucked on Don's neck until it was a reddish-hue, and he groaned.

"I need you right now," she mumbled softly against his neck, before assaulting it again.

Once Don felt her small, impatient hands trying to undo his belt buckle, he knew things had went too far.

"Uriah. Stop, we can't do this."

"Why not?" She continued kissing all over him and began grinding on him even faster than she already was. He closed his eyes tight and bit his lip trying to control his actions. He knew what they were doing was wrong. He gripped her hips to get her to stop moving, then spoke with me firmness so she would listen to him.

"Stop, now," he said and slightly pushed her back some, removing her from his lap.
She stared at him with confusion and slight hurt written on her face.

"What's the matter? I thought you liked me."

He sighed. "Uriah I do. A lot."

"Then what is the problem? I'm pretty sure you want me as much as I want you."

He sighed once again. He leaned down and picked her shirt up off the floor, then handed it to her. "You're right, but I'm not about to just fuck you on your mother's couch. I respect you too much."

Uriah scoffed. "Come on," she began. "You don't have to lie. We both know why you've been so damn helpful and nice to me. If you just wanted to have sex with me, here's your opportunity."

He just stared at her, not believing the words coming from her mouth.

"Are you serious right now?" he asked in disbelief.

"Uriah I really care about you. If all I ever wanted was sex, do you really think I would put so much time into you?" he asked. "I like you a lot, and I genuinely show it. Like I said, I'm not about to fuck you on some couch in your mom's living room. I have too much respect for you, and you should have some respect for yourself. I understand you're hurt, but this isn't going to make you feel any better."

"I understand Kendrick put you through some shit, I get it. But I don't want you thinking every dude is a dog ass nigga, because that's not the truth. I've showed you through my actions that I like you and I care about you, and it hurts me to see you hurt. Me and your brother are gonna do anything we can to help you."

He wiped the tear that had fell from her eyes, then kissed her softly on the lips.

"You're not alone, and when you're ready, I want you to be mine. But for now we just gotta get to know and understand each other. It's not good to rush things, but I'm not even going to lie, you do something to me. You're always on my mind and I feel like I need to be near you all the time. I just can't stop thinking about you."

Uriah smiled. She respected Donovan for respecting her so much. She couldn't believe she had said what she said to him. She knew he was a good guy, but she was just hurt and confused, so of course she'd have her guard up some. But she felt the same way about him. She thought about him constantly and she greatly appreciated him. In the time she knew him, he treated her better than Kendrick ever did. She knew for a fact that it was too soon to tell, but she almost felt like...she loved him. She'd never say it out loud because people would think she was crazy. But everytime he was near her heart skipped a beat. He was beautiful inside out, and he was her savior.

"Thank you so much Don. Seriously. For everything."

"Stop thanking me so much. I have a really big heart, and there's plenty of space for you." He hugged her and she blushed, full of happiness.

"Now as far as this situation, I'm not even about to try and stop you anymore."

Uriah pulled away fro the hugged and looked at him in his face attentively. She looked at him, urging for him to continue.

"You asked me if I knew where you could get a gun. I know some people, so that's not a problem. But if we gonna get this nigga, we need to make a plan. We gotta make sure we're smart."

Uriah nodded in understanding. She was happy that he was finally agreeing with her. She couldn't wait to get her hands on Kendrick. She wanted payback for all those days and nights when he's hurt and abuse her. She wanted him to feel her pain and see that she's in control for once. She wanted him to see what it's like to be in fear.

She used to cry herself to sleep at night. She was depressed. She didn't deserve any of the things he had done to her, and she wouldn't wish those things on her worst enemy.

She had so many ideas running through her head. She could just imagine his screams and his cries. She planned to get a beautiful gun and the shiniest knife she could possibly find.

She smiled as the anticipation grew within her, and she almost felt crazy and demented.

"I got your back," Don spoke.

She looked up at him and nodded. The plan would soon be in motion.

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