The Gun Wants Me *currently writing and editing*

Chapter 8

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Chapter 8:

"Hey!" the guy grinding on the front of Adrianna exclaimed before he turned to see me. His blue eyes darkened, and a smirk tugged at his lips as I wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled him against me.

"Take care of my girl Donavan!" Adrianna laughed over the music.

"I don't worry I will" the guy I had pulled away from Adrianna who I had now learnt was named Donavan said as he gripped my hips in his large hands and pulled me further against him.

I wasn't sure how to feel when he said that, but I just laughed and continued to dance with him.

Letting my intoxicated mind take over I began to move against him better, the music taking over me. My blood rushed as the music picked up the pace and my body flowed with the music causing the random guy to follow my lead. He groaned as I ground against him and I smirked to myself. I didn't think I would be able to get that type of reactions from him and if I was sober, I never would have tried so I was glad that alcohol was giving me the courage to do something I would never think of doing.

Turning around I pressed my back up against his chest and danced like there was no one else around. Lifting my hand up and wrapped them around his neck and he ground his groin against my ass. My skin tingled but it was nothing compared to what I felt when D'Angelo touched me.

I felt lips against my neck and tilted my head to the side giving him more access. My eyes scanned the club in search for the devil himself. I gasped as my eyes connected with D'Angelo and Donavan grounded harder against me.

From D'Angelo's stance I could tell he was pissed and but refraining from coming over and grabbing me. His nostrils flared with fury as his broad shoulders locked with tension and his fists clenched and unclenched by his sides. Butterflies swarmed my stomach as I took in the sight of him, it was like earlier today in my grandparents' kitchen. The look in his dark eyes was completely predatory as he watched me, anger flashed in his hungry eyes and something in me sparked. The way his eyes took me in it felt like he was caressing every inch of my body instead of Donavan.

I shivered as his eyes followed my every move and the need to dance for him came over me. My movements flowed better, and my dance defiantly became sexier as he watched me, my eyes dropped from his and went straight to his perfect lips when he licked them and my body heated up with need.

"Damn baby"

Donavan's voice snapped me out of the hypnotic trance D'Angelo had put on me and I tensed as Donavan's hand ran up the inside of me thigh.

I knew I was playing in dangerous waters when I had pulled Donavan away from Adrianna and started dancing with him, but I had never thought dancing would led to him feeling me up in the middle the dance floor right in front of D'Angelo.

"You coming back to my place tonight" he murmured in my ear before grazing his teeth against my earlobe.

A lump formed in my throat as his words struck me. I wasn't that kind of girl, I never did one-night stands and I never danced like this with random men when I went out. My head started to pound, and I blamed myself for the amount of alcohol I had consumed that had taken all rational thoughts from me and put me in this situation.

How stupid could I have been?!

"Come on baby" Donavan said as his hand continued to travel up my thigh and started pushing up my dress.