'You just can't help yourself can you girl?' said Shane as he sat and inked a design onto the other side of Chloe's neck between appointments the following afternoon at the shop. It was a comment that meant a lot more to her at that moment than he knew.

'Nope, it was too good not to get it done!' she said, referring to the picture on a new flash sheet she had seen and shouted 'WANT!' at as soon as she'd laid her pretty brown eyes on it. Her new tattoo was a portrait of James Dean with 'Girls Ruin' underneath it on the side of her neck, and it was so perfectly detailed, depicting a man she admired so much so perfectly she just couldn't resist having him done, and also thinking up ideas to add to it.

Whenever she had a weight on her mind she often got a tattoo, there was something about the pain she found oddly soothing, and at that point the pain in her neck was taking away the pain in her head over her discretion the previous evening with Shannon less than seven feet from where she was sat in Shane's booth. And it was taking her mind off things just nicely until the man himself showed up just after 3pm, after spending the morning training for an upcoming match and also filming various escapades for 'The Hardy Show' with Matt and Jeff.

Once she was done she went to the bathroom to clear up the remaining traces of ink and cover the tattoo herself so Shane could get on with his next appointment. Just as she was removing the last trace of a mix of blood and ink Shannon came in, shutting and locking the door behind him.

'Nice' he said, looking at the new ink. 'Mmmmmm, even nicer' he added, running his hands down her sides and kissing the other side of her neck.

'Shannon' she said, starting to protest.

'Uh huh' he said, taking a trail of kisses up her neck to her cheek, reducing her to a shuddering mess.

'Stop' she said, her head knowing that was the very thing she had to do, but her body betraying that notion as she leant into his chest.

'But you don't want me to, and neither do I' he replied, his nose touching hers as he stared into her eyes. And before she could even possibly make sense of it she melted to him again, hands running down his chest as they kissed. He lifted her up and sat her on the edge of the wash basin, hands resting either side of her waist while she curled her legs around him, tongue circling with his as she moaned softly.

'Chloe you gunna be long in there dude? I gotta piss' shouted G on the other side of the door.

'Gimmie five minutes bud' she called back.

'I might need a little longer than that' said Shannon, before softly biting her earlobe and then sucking it.

'No, not here. Too many people out there' she said, turning his head to look at him.

'Are you doing anything later?' he said, raising an eyebrow at her.

'No' she confessed.

'Then come back to mine after work' he replied, hands running softly up and down her arms.

'And what about Mike? And Lauren?' she sighed, a shred of guilt cutting in.

'What about him? Tell him we're open late or something. And as for Lauren, she's history. I couldn't carry on with her after last night, wasn't fair on her. She's not what I want' he replied. 'C'mon, you know it's gonna be worth it' he followed with, hands now running over her stomach underneath the black shirt she wore.

'Okay' she agreed before she was kissed again, the kind of kiss that made her pulse quicken and lungs feel deprived of air. She eventually managed to pull herself away, kissing his neck then his chest through the black t shirt he was wearing when she slid back down to the floor.

'Wait there' she said, opening the door a little to see the hallway empty. She ran out quick to the front of the shop while Shannon did the same a few seconds after, heading in the opposite direction. And later that evening as she drove back to his, following along behind him Chloe asked herself over and over 'what the hell are you doing?' and thought about turning off the route and heading home, but just couldn't manage to do it. Her self control was too weak, even though in the back of her mind she could hear own voice chanting 'you know what you're doing is wrong' she still couldn't help herself. The lust she had for Shannon burned her blind to any rationality.

And as she was dragged through his front door and up the stairs to the bedroom, managing to kiss him and walk backwards at the same time any guilt she may have harboured also deserted her thoughts. Once again she had made the conscious decision to let selfishness prevail. He lay her down on the bed, positioning his body next to her and pulling her onto her side, one of his legs covering hers as they resumed kissing again, both relaxing into it easily, the need for it to be an event of speed diminishing into just a simple need for each other. It was almost like invisible wires had been sewn between them after the first experience, their bodies longed for the feel of each other even after just one time. One time was often all it took.

Running his hand down her back while the other used its hand to tickle the side of her neck lightly Shannon could feel the lust contained within him for the amazing woman next to him burn throughout his body, the epicentre of that mounting desire starting to tent the front of his jeans. He slid his hands up her body, hooking his thumbs under her top and pulling it over her head, a feeling of satisfaction as he witnessed her unbutton and pull off her jeans, body moving away for only the briefest of moments to remove the denim from her legs, kicking them free of her feet and turning back to him, this time hooking her leg over the top of his.

Feeling his hands roam her body, making tiny contractions from deep within ripple the flesh with a pleasant vibration, Chloe felt a sigh release from her throat without any conscious annunciation of it, the effect he had on her rendering her seemingly powerless of her own voice. His hands slid around her back to unclip her bra and drag it slowly from her body downwards, hands then coming back up to run down from her wrists right to her shoulders as he forced his leg further between hers and pushed her onto her back, his knee moving to press against her thigh to hold her there. As if she'd want to be anywhere else but under his incredible body which had just been reintroduced to her eyes as he pulled his t shirt off and pushed the cap and bandana he was wearing off his head.

He came back down to her, leaning his weight on one elbow while he used his other hand to stroke her thigh, and softly flicked his tongue against her lips until her mouth opened to him and she reached up to hold his head in her hands, stroking his face before sliding them down his tattooed neck and onto his chest. He had the kind of build she'd only ever witnessed in alabaster rock chiselled within an inch of its life, and to run her hands over a real life version practically made her fingertips feel orgasmic.

She ran her thumbs over his already stiffened nipples and heard him grumble happily deep in his throat, his hand working down her body to stroke her toned stomach and grasp her underwear, pulling it from her body with an urgent yank and snapping the thin stringy material that barely covered her in the first place.

'Bastard' she scolded, thumping him in the chest.

'Sorry' he said, giving her the kind of look that she could forgive murder to and kissing the end of her nose. 'I just love you naked is all' he followed with, sitting up and moving further down the bed slightly to reposition himself over her stomach, tongue tracing across the tattoo there and the ones on her side, sketching the details with a feather light touch while he slid his hands down the insides of her thighs. She lay back and let herself be completely taken away by him, her body registering all the new sensations his touch gave her, mind processing each caress and her voice responding to it.

'One, two, three, four..........five.......six, seven' he counted, his attention now solely devoted to her long legs.

'What are you doing?' she asked, reaching out to stroke his hair.

'Counting how many tattoos I find on these gorgeous legs' he said. 'Eight, nine, ten........eleven, twelve'. For each tattoo he came across he rubbed his hand over it, and then pressed a kiss into the etching too followed by a swirl of his tongue, wanting to taste her all over. He turned her onto her front and continued to attend to her body with his mouth and hands, hearing her breathing quicken and then stop, somewhat amused but at the same time pleased with himself that his touch made her forget to breathe.

'Mmmmmm, perfect ass' he whispered, trailing his fingertips over it and gently biting the side of the left cheek, hard enough for her to feel and respond with a content 'ahhhh' but soft enough not to leave a mark. He'd give her exactly what she needed without ever leaving a trace of being there, except of course what he planned to inflict upon her that would stick fast in her memory. But her husband couldn't see inside there.

Pulling her hips up until she was on her knees, top half of her body still pressed down into the bed Shannon forced her legs open and spread her ass cheeks with his hands, delving his tongue straight into her slit and working it back and forth all the way up to her anus and back again. He could have teased her, made her practically growl with frustration, but the want inside of him for her to really enjoy herself with him overrode any desire to be an evil tease right then. He pressed his tongue flat against her parted lips and worked it up and down, stimulating her glistening opening at the same time as the tip rubbed against her clit, swollen and hard from arousal already.

Chloe pressed her forehead into the bed and moaned, feeling her hips jerk involuntarily against his face, his hands holding her steady while his tongue dipped into her core, her muscles softly squeezing it and coating it in her juices. She felt his hand slide around and press into her stomach before his thumb came back to rub a circle around the edge of her clit, and then directly over the tip while he stretched his tongue as far as he could inside her, mouth completely buried into the hot wet flesh. Her pussy practically had a current running from it onto his tongue which he swallowed back hungrily, a deep moan vibrating against her while hot sharp breaths provided further stimulation.

Just as she was starting to get lost in the heavenly rhythm he had established Chloe felt him move, lying on his back between her legs and pulling her hips down until her clit was in reach of his tongue and beginning to circle and rub it with increased pressure than before, two fingers parting her velvety soft lips and pushing into her slick tightness, feeling her muscles clamping on him, a surge of pleasure running from his fingers, through his hand and down his arm from the contractions he felt.

He didn't waste time to change the movement of his fingers from slow penetration to pushing forward hard and massaging her, so hard it felt to her like he was trying to push them back through the front of her body, her g spot tingling so strongly she could barely stand it, each movement of his fingers inciting more pleasure than the last. Her clit began to burn and ache as the ecstasy mounted up strongly, her pulse quickening dangerously as her mind felt like it was caught between going blank and into overdrive, barely able to think clearly at all with all the sensations coursing through her shaking body, damp with a sheen of perspiration.

'Mmmmmmmmm that felt so good' she purred when he had moved back up the bed underneath her again, kissing her throat and clasping her body tightly to his. She could taste herself all over his mouth when they kissed, and it made the pit of her stomach grow tighter with heated arousal, raking her nails down his arms and back up again across his thick neck, her mouth leaving his to run over every last crease and dip of his chest and stomach, fingers undoing his belt as she felt the eagerness of his erection pressing into her palm. She freed him of the material confides and pulled his jeans and boxers off him, positioning herself between his legs and running her tongue in a line up his washboard stomach while her hand grasped his cock.

She moved her mouth to her hand and discreetly deposited a trail of saliva into her palm before wrapping it lightly around the head and rubbing it up and down, then alternating to a gentle twist, an almost guttural moan rattling up from his throat as his chest began to rise and fall at a faster pace. She used her other hand to cup his balls and gently roll them around, tongue circling his navel and slowly working lower. When he felt her mouth enclose around him at last Shannon let out a shuddering breath and ran his hands through her hair, looking down to watch his length being swallowed back into her throat, her lips crushing around the base hard before dragging slowly back up to the tip, her lips tightening again to push back down over him and slide his foreskin back in one downward motion.

He had one the nicest looking dicks could remember seeing, more girth than length and currently rippled with engorged veins that her lips emptied of blood as they pressed against them, tightening and releasing her grip as her mouth travelled up and down his shaft, tongue pressing and circling. The two small studs she had pierced through her tongue added the kind of friction that made him squeeze his eyes tightly shut and groan so deeply he didn't sound human, more animal as he started to pant, hands pulling her hair as her mouth moved faster, sucking him into hot wetness again and again.

'Fuck this woman's unreal at giving head' he thought, something he would have said out loud if he thought he could actually speak. But after a few more upward passes of her mouth over his dick he had to find a voice.

'Clo, come here. I love this but I really need you badly babe' he said, pulling her up by the top of her arms and letting out the most aroused growl of pure lust Chloe had ever heard from a man as she reached back and guided him inside her, the heat of slick walls gripping and encasing him totally as he felt her nails run along the sides of his head, her tongue pressing against his in an open mouthed kiss. The friction created from their bodies moving against each other in such hot, blind passion brought about such overwhelming sensations both felt lost in a sea of ecstasy, the whole world could have fallen away and neither would have noticed.

But one thing that sparked through Chloe's mind was fear, she was scared of how she felt when she was with Shannon, because it was just too perfect to be just sex, being with him was the most intense experience of her life. It seemed she wasn't alone.

'You do things to me I can't even fucking describe' he panted, running his fingers down her cheeks to her neck, trailing in circles to her chest and pushing her over as he turned to lie on top of her, pulling her legs up around him to grant deeper access for his dick, burying himself into her ball deep as the pace sped up, his pelvis crashing against hers over and over as he drove in with complete abandon, fuelled by the loud cries flowing from her mouth, hanging open in exertion as she felt her nipples licked and bitten.

His mouth finally came back to hers for the briefest of moment before retracting into the crevice between her neck and shoulder, tongue swirling across the over sensitive goose pimple riddled skin as he moaned deeply, moving faster against her until he completely lost control of his own body and drove into her like a jackhammer, feeling her legs wrap around him tightly and nails run down his back, an orgasm propelling through her body so violently it all but took her to another planet she was so consumed by the pleasure. Just as Shannon must have been when he came with a deafening primal noise right in her ear, arms gripping her upper body tightly as they fought to regain their breath.

'Chloe?' he said finally, raising himself up off her body and leaning his weight on his forearms either side of her.

'Hmmm?' she replied, fingers stroking his chest idly.

'Don't go' he said, nearing his face to hers, kissing her just as their noises pressed together.