Still Can't Get Over You

Chapter 46

Tuesday Night;
Madison Square Garden; New York;
Claire's POV;

Jim and I had flown in to New York with Corey for the show tonight. Dylan had called Corey frantic because Jeff was being made to fight Edge in the ring until either fell or got a submission; and the winner would then get Dylan.

Corey had assured her that he would be there, that she wouldn't have to deal with this alone; because once again even with the show being in their home town; Carmine was refusing to attend.

I just didn't get him; for the longest time he had supported her, he had supported her decisions and he had supported her judgment but now it was like he was a completely different man.

I hated to be the one to say it let alone see it but I figured Dylan would be far better off with Jeff at this point. They had flown in from Cameron and their flight had landed about twenty minutes before ours. We were all staying with Dylan at her apartment.

Roy had driven from his place up town from her home and was going to be sleeping on the sofa since the rooms were all full of couples except for Jeff of course but they weren't that close that they would willing share a room.

"So how do you think its going to go tonight?" Jim asked as we stood out the back of the venue having a smoke before we went in to the crowd to watch the opening of the show where Jeff was going to be ringside watching MVP's fight with Jimmy Wung Yung.

"I have absolutely no idea babe; I can't see it going well, I mean if it is gonna be a fight to the end then I can't see Jeff giving up easily plus he promised Dylan that he wasn't going to let Edge get her so...I think we're going to be in for a long fight!" I admitted throwing away my smoked cigarette.

"Well since we're in for a long...how about you and I go look for a quiet spot before we are all caught up in the drama?" Jim growled softly as he slipped his hand in to mine and began to drag me away from the entrance.

"Jim we can't!" I giggled as I objected half heartedly.

"Why!?" He stopped and turned to look at me and I knew in that moment that I really didn't care and had no clear answer for him.

"I have...I don't know!" I smiled motioning my hands at him to keep moving. Smiling that devilish handsome grin he led the way towards the large rigs.

Running down between two larger ones; he turned me and slammed me against the metal and pressed his lips hard against my own; unrelenting he drove me crazy with a hunger that I couldn't ever seem to control.

A primal growl escaped his lips as he began to inch my floor length skirt up over my legs.

"I like the skirt...the skirt is good!" He growled dragging his lips across my face as we both fiddled with the zipper on his jeans unable to contain the fire that had ignited between us until we were freeing his large throbbing cock and instantly he was lifting me from the ground.

My back remained pressed hard against the metal of the rig as his arms ran up my back and curled around the tops of my shoulders and pushed me down hard on to his thick shaft.

"Oh fuck...mmmm baby, you feel so good!" I panted letting my head fall back against the picture of Jeff that was plastered to the side of the particular rig that we had stumbled upon unable to move any further.

Burying his face in my chest he growled low in his throat; long and desperate groans that seemed to rock through me to the point where I was literally fighting to remain in the here and now.

Fighting with everything inside me not to scream out like a banshee, I let my fingers dive deep in to the flesh on the back of his neck causing him to all but howl out as he rammed harder in to me.