Chapter Ten
Aidan thought Beth’s intense response was the most exquisite thing he had ever seen. “Ah, there you are, sweetheart,” he said, working his fingers with her quivering body to keep the feeling alive as long as possible. With his fingers still deep inside her, Aidan kissed her. “That was gorgeous.”
Bethany gave him a soft sated smile and nodded.
“I take it you liked having an orgasm?” Aidan murmured as he kissed her nose.
Bethany nodded again.
Grinning, Aidan gave her a smacking kiss and then removed his hand from her body.
“We’d better let Sergio in before he starts squawking.”
Aidan rubbed his fingers and thumb together, enjoying her silky feel, then sucked them clean. He reached over, touched her nose with his finger, and whispered to a blushing Beth, “You taste sweet everywhere, don’t you, luv?” As he walked out the bedroom door, he winked at her and ran to let Sergio in.
Aidan hoped that was a good exit because right now he was in some serious pain. He groaned and walked with a limp toward the door. Beth was going to kill him with her sexy moaning and sweet, succulent body.
Forcing a smile, he opened the door and greeted Sergio. This was the very reason he stayed away from sweethearts like Beth. A case of blue balls was not something he experienced often, and now he remembered why. Unfortunately, now that he’d had a taste, there was no way he wasn’t going back for more.
Sergio had the good grace to ignore the strain in his jeans as he made his way toward the hallway and bedrooms. Walking to the first room, he leaned in and said, “Okay, first I need some coffee. Do you have espresso, doll?” Sergio asked, overtly looking around the bedroom.
Aidan slipped into the room and watched Bethany blink at Sergio. It was clear that post-climax she was not ready for a stranger in her bedroom. He leaned down and kissed her.
“Why don’t you go make him his espresso and take a minute? How does that sound, luv?”
“Good,” she said, smiling shyly at him. He kissed her again because he couldn’t help himself and watched her walk out of the room.
“You are breaking my heart, Aidan.”
“Sorry, I thought you knew I was only into girls,” Aidan said, as he tried to make the bed.
“Sweetheart, of course, I knew that, but,” he said, clutching his chest dramatically, “it only took you eight minutes or so.” Sergio looked down his regal nose at Aidan. “I expect more from you than eight minutes.”
Aidan laughed. “Yeah, me too, but how long could I let you stay down there when you are being so nice to me?”
“Well that’s true,” Sergio said, “plus I heard her orgasmic cries of ecstasy from outside, so you must pack quite a punch.”
Aidan looked up from the bedspread. “You heard her?”
Sergio looked smug. “People in China could hear her, honey.”
Aidan walked over to Sergio and was assailed with by the scent of strong cologne. “Do not tell Beth you could hear her, right? She would be beyond embarrassed.” Then he succumbed to a fit of sneezes. “Jesus, what did you do, bathe in that cologne?”
Sergio sniffed. “A mere dab, my dear. But what would you know about cologne? You rely on your manly scent to entice women.”
Aidan grinned. “It seems to work all right for me.” Although occasionally, he was known to wear cologne, he didn’t overdo it.
Sergio smiled back. “Indeed it does, by the sounds of…” Sergio paused guilelessly when Bethany walked in the door.
“What sounds?” Bethany asked, a tray in hand loaded with scones and small espresso cups.
“Nothing, luv, Sergio is such a kidder.” Aidan playfully punched Sergio in the arm.
“Ow! Scones, how lovely.” Sergio moaned as he rubbed his arm. “Just the ticket to get my juices flowing.” After he downed the espresso and nibbled on a scone, he brushed crumbs off his pants. “All right, let’s see what we have here.” Taking Bethany by both hands, he pulled her up and twirled her around. “Nice body, curvy. Honey! What wonderful boobs!”
Bethany looked over at Aidan in shock.
Aidan burst out laughing and fell on the bed causing the whole thing to shudder.
“First of all, if you don’t mind Sergio telling you this, doll,” Sergio said, “you need a better bra.” Cupping her breasts to show her, he said, “See these beauties should be up here, sayin’, hello, world, look at my lovely boobies!”
“Hear, hear,” Aidan said. “And get your hands off her breasts, Sergio.”
Rolling his eyes, Sergio removed his hands from Bethany’s abundant breasts and looked at her figure. “You, my dear, are lovely, so what can I do to help?”
“I hate the way my arms look in the dress.”
“Okay. “ Sergio eyed her arms critically. “We can fix that. Do you have a pashmina or a shawl of some sort? We drape it across your arms giving you a hint of color and hiding anything that doesn’t show you off to perfection.”
Bethany went to her closet and pulled out an antique white shawl. “How about this?”
Sergio frowned. “No, no, no. That’s frumpy looking.”
“Hey!” Aidan protested.
Sergio raised a manicured eyebrow at Aidan. “Shut up, Irish boy, you are in my domain now, and have no power here.” Sergio whirled back to Bethany. “We do not have time to be gentle, sweetheart. Repeat after me. It is better to hear honesty and look good than be lied to and look horrible.”
Bethany looked positively shocked by everything Sergio did, which was sweetly adorable. “Luckily, I have a lovely pashmina I am willing to lend you for this occasion. It is the color of my pants, what do you think?”
It was clear to Aidan that Beth was making every attempt to avoid looking at his startling purple leather pants,
“Sergio, I don’t have a clue; will lavender work well with this dress?”
“Honey, when I get through with you, men will be standing in line to get a closer look at you.”
The two shared a smile, and Bethany said, “I think I’d like that.”
Later that evening, Aidan escorted a new self-assured woman to his suite of rooms at the Park Plaza. She was still Bethany, easy to blush, more innocent than most women, but she seemed to walk taller, and it made him happy to know he helped to put that confidence there.
“I want to kiss you, but it would smear your lipstick,” Aidan murmured as they entered his room. Sergio had applied the perfect amount of makeup to her face; she looked lovely.
“Sergio gave me this tube, so kiss away.” Glancing at herself in the mirror, she said, “I wonder how much this lipstick costs?”
“Well, luv, that C stands for Chanel and, simply put, it isn’t cheap.”
Bethany blanched. “Could you give this tube back to him after tonight, then? I can’t accept such an expensive gift.”
Aidan groaned inwardly. She had such a tender heart.
“Come here,” he said, his voice rich with promise.
Bethany lifted her face for his kiss. As his lips touched hers gently, with reverence, she opened her eyes and looked at him. “Aidan, I can’t…”
“Can’t what, luv?” he whispered, trailing kisses down her neck.
“Breathe.”
“Jesus. Sorry, you’re making me crazy in that dress. But we don’t have time to do all the things I want to do right now. Let me shower, and get ready, and we’ll show them one hell of a good looking couple, what do you say?”
“I say, you’re vain.”
“That I am, luv, without a doubt.” Aidan gave her his trademark wink and strode into the bathroom.
After a quick shower, he wrapped a towel around his waist and stepped out of the bathroom. Beth was reading something on her cell phone.
“Are you online?”
Bethany looked up, and her eyes widened. She scanned his body with such open lust that he almost blushed.
“No. I’m reading a book on my Book app.”
“What are you reading?” he asked as he slapped after-shave on his face. He looked in the mirror to see her frown.
“Beth?”
“I’m reading a book about sex,” she muttered.
“Come again?” he asked, smiling at her in the mirror.
“You heard me.”
“Yes, I did. What is it called?”
“Hot Sex: Over Two Hundred Things You Can Try Tonight.”
Aidan turned around and dropped his towel as he walked toward her. “Decide now, sex or the party?”
Bethany smiled as she reached for him. “Sex!”
If this had been any other woman, he would have agreed with her choice. But this woman looked beautiful in her dress, and he wanted her to see how pretty she was.
He tilted her face from staring at his arousal and said, “I want you so much. But if I start, I won’t stop until morning, and you worked so hard to get ready for tonight.”
Bethany leaned into his torso and took a deep sniff, dropping a kiss on his stomach that caused his cock to twitch with joy. “That’s okay, I just want to be with you,” she said with such honesty he almost gave in. Almost.
Aidan groaned. “You’re a siren, you know that? You call to me like no one has—not in a long time. But sweet Beth, we are going to that party so unhand me, and I’ll get dressed.” He walked toward the closet.
“But…”
Aidan turned. “What, luv?”
“I’d like another orgasm, please.”
Slipping on his boxers, he strolled over to her and went to his knees. “And you will have it—as many as you want. But not until after the party.”
Bethany frowned.
“Look at me,” Aidan said as he stood in front of her, his arousal very present. “I want you, too. But I want to show you off a little first, all right?”
Bethany snorted. “Show me off?”
Aidan leaned over and kissed her. “Show.” Another kiss. “You.” A deeper kiss. “Off.”
“Oh God, can we please just stay here?”
Aidan grinned, unbelievably pleased with her. “No. Waiting makes it better,” he said and went back to the closet.
****
Later as they stepped into the car, Aidan smiled at the driver. “Hello, Declan, do you know where we’re going?”
“Yes, sir, into Washington, D.C.”
“Wow, that’s a long trip for a party,” Bethany murmured.
“Well, as much as your town is lovely, it’s D.C. where the parties are. At least, the parties where I’m invited.”
“Why do you say that?”
“Well, most of the time these parties aren’t fun for me. It’s a time for the cast to meet and greet people, for publicity. This allows the wealthy of D.C. to feel like they’re mingling with the stars.”
“Well, they are mingling with stars, so what’s the big deal?” Bethany asked, a puzzled look on her face.
Aidan was surprised when he admitted, “It’s sort of like selling oneself, you know? I feel a bit cheap at these things.”
“Don’t worry about it, Aidan, everyone has to network for their job at some point.”
Oddly, that made him feel better, it was good to be reminded that all people had aspects of their job they didn’t like. He took a deep breath and felt calm. Looking over at Bethany, he knew she was the cause of his newfound relaxation.
The trip was quiet as he tried to check his intense attraction to the small-town librarian. If he didn’t calm himself down, he would be married again in a month, and that simply wasn’t in the cards. Unfortunately, his quiet mood was starting to affect Bethany as well. She was showing signs of concern as she peeked up at him through the veil of her eyelashes.
“I just want you too much to be civilized,” he whispered in her ear. “Let me get a hold of myself, all right?”
She nodded, her eyes bright with anticipation, so of course, he had to kiss her again.
“Here we are!” Declan said.
“Shoot! Now my lips need to be redone,” Bethany wailed.
“Take a deep breath, and apply your lipstick. You’ll be fine, you’ll see.” Aidan took out his handkerchief and wiped lipstick off his mouth. Then he grabbed her compact and checked his face to make sure he had removed it all. Then pressed a bit of powder to his nose.
Bethany giggled as she placed her compact in her purse.
Aidan raised an eyebrow at her. “Real men use compacts.”
Bethany laughed out loud and was rewarded with a soft kiss on her neck before Declan opened the limousine door.