Still Can't Get Over You

Chapter 10

Shannon's House; An hour later;
Claire's POV;

I was worried about Dylan; she was slipping quicker than what I had thought she would. I knew that coming back here was going to be tough on her, and I knew that seeing Jeff again was going to play havoc with her emotions.

"...so they kissed?" Jim asked as we pulled back the covers on the bed and climbed under them.

"Yeah but it was years ago...ten years to be exact but he...he just upped and ran off,"

"Ouch!" He replied smiling as his arms claimed me in to them and kissed my head softly. "And Shannon doesn't know?"

"Do you honestly think; after seeing Shannon and Dylan tonight, that if he knew; Jeff would still be standing...hell no, forget standing...do you think he would still be breathing?"

"You make a very good point!" He chuckled as my fingers lightly trailed little circles around his belly button causing his entire body to shudder in a gentle wave.

"I have been known to do that sometimes you know? You don't need to sound so surprised!" I smiled up at him as he smirked softly as my hand trailed down over the sliver of hair that ran from the underside of his belly button down to his throbbing dick.

"Claire," He growled softly his eyes telling me what he wanted and with in the flash of a second he had me on my back.

"Mmm? Is there something that you are after Mr. Root?" I smiled as my hands automatically curled up around his neck.

"Oh I am more than sure that you know what I am after Miss. Hudson," Once again his lips were on mine; kissing me long and hard; his body grinding in to mine slowly building the pressure between us to the point where I couldn't have said no had I even wanted too.

"And I don't get a say in the matter?" I asked letting my own body pick up his rhythm, watching his eyes as they half closed before his lips moved to my neck; nibbling down on the flesh until my entire being was craving him in a way that only he seemed able to conjur up in me.

"Not if you want me to be grumpy all day, tomorrow," He growled in to my ear as I reached my hands to his boxers and began tugging at them desperately. "Plus I can see that you ain't half as put out as you want me to think,"

"Enough talk," I purred in to his ear rolling him until he was once again on his back.

"I just have one more thing to say then I will zip it..."

"Make it quick lover," I purred guiding his hands around my back until he instinctively caught on to what I was needing from him and he slowly unhooked my bra; slipping his fingers under the straps he slowly so as to tease me even more began to slide them down my arms; his eyes darting from my eyes to my breasts as they slowly began to come out of the constraints of my bra.

"I like it when you take control," He growled softly as finally he removed the material and threw it to the floor.

"I like when you let me take control," I purred as he began to tug at my thong causing me to move slightly so that he could remove it completely.

Gliding my tongue down over his impressive upper body had him all but surrender to me, giving in to the things that I was about to inflict on him. It was a feeling that I had never truly gotten used to.

The feel of complete submission; it was empowering, it was satisfying and more of a turn on than what I had imagined it to be. The things that Jim and I shared were like nothing I had ever had with another man before. My rule had always been to stay away from the subjects that I interviewed or worked with but when I had met Jim the attraction had been instant and more than obviously returned that there was no way that I could fight it. I hadn't wanted to fight it and for the first time in my career I had mixed business with pleasure and I was glad that I had.