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FIVE
    Self-Satisfaction
    My phone buzzed in my pocket again and I pressed the reject button. It was Kendall for at least the tenth time today. Knowing she wouldn’t stop until I answered her, I sent her a text message.
    :I need space. Please just leave me alone right now.:
    The phone buzzed a moment later.
    :Fine. I love you. I’m sorry. We really need to talk.:
    “Feck...”
    “Something wrong?” I looked up from my phone to meet Shayne’s concerned gaze.
    “No, I’m fine.”
    She smirked and pulled herself up onto the desk, her eyes still watching me. “Kendall?”
    “Yeah. Go figure the minute I leave town she decides ta try and talk ta me.”
    “Hmmph. Fuck that shit. Ignore her ass and have fun while you’re here.”
    I shook my head, unsure of what to think of Kendall’s sudden need to “talk” and quickly changed the subject.
    “How was yer tattoo session? Was a long one, no?”
    “It was. Came out great though.”
    “That guy seemed ta think so as well.”
    Her gaze darted to mine and she grinned again. “Who, Ian?”
    “Mmhmm, I heard him goin’ on about it.”
    “He’s a bit of a flirt, but I don’t date clients.”
    “No?” I raised an eyebrow, intrigued.
    “Well, I don’t date, period. But I definitely don’t mess with clients. He’s also a good artist. We’re hoping to get him to work at our shop eventually.”
    “Ah, don’t shite where ya eat.”
    “Precisely.” Shayne nodded, laying back against the wall and rubbing her wrist.
    “Hands sore?”
    Her eyes blinked open. “Hmm? Yeah a little bit. I love doing those big custom pieces, but it’s a killer on my hands and wrists.”
    “Give it here.” I held my hand out and she extended hers to me. I started on her wrist, kneading with my thumbs. Shayne let out a soft moan and her head lulled back against the wall.
    “Mmm, that feels good.” She bit her lip. I kept my attention on her hand, working my way down to her palm. She let out a soft “mmm” and her body relaxed against the desk. Memories of the previous night flickered in my mind with the soft, satisfied noises she made, but I couldn’t think of that. Liam had spent the entire ride back to his apartment last night giving me a tongue lashing about messing with Shayne and I’d given him my word that I’d leave her alone, even if it killed me. With the sounds she was making, it just might.
    “Ooh, God that’s amazing.” She moaned, melting against the counter. Her eyes were squeezed shut and I took advantage, looking her over in a slow perusal. Her legs relaxed and I was all too aware of the gap between her thighs. I tried to pull my attention away from the hint of black lace peeking out from under her skirt and dug my thumbs into her wrist. It only made things worse.
    “Mmm, Kieran, you’re so good at that.”
    My body reacted and my cock twitched to life as a pleasant warmth spread through me. I paused, taking a calming breath and Shayne wriggled against the desk.
    “Please don’t stop.” She whimpered and I bit back the groan that shivered through me. I continued my ministrations, trying to ignore the rise and fall of her breasts and the soft moans that left her lips. Her foot absently brushed against my thigh and another soft mewl sent my desire over the edge.
    I stood up between her thighs and she opened her eyes, confusion clear in her features. She looked down as I ran a hand up the bare flesh of her inner thigh. Her gaze returned to mine and she sucked in a breath, round pert breasts rising high. My mouth was on hers before she could say anything. She kissed me back, her tongue dragging against mine with lustful hunger. My cock swelled as blood rushed to my groin and I groaned, pulling her hips to the edge of the desk. Promise or not, I couldn’t stop thinking about last night. I couldn’t remember the last time someone had kissed me like that. I slid my hand over her breast and cupped its pleasant weight. I pressed against those thin lacy knickers,