Chapter Eleven
Bethany was impressed at how Aidan was able to walk into the party as if he hadn’t spent the last fifteen minutes kissing the life out of her. Of course, to him, necking in the car was probably nothing. She’d bet that girls had done plenty for him in a limousine.
“What is happening in that mind of yours?” Aidan asked, already way too observant of her moods.
“It just occurred to me that you have probably done a lot more than kissing in limousines.”
Aidan hugged her to him, murmuring, “You’re right about that, but none has been as sweet as you.”
She looked up at him with admiration. “Good save, Mr. Movie Star.”
“I do appreciate your support, Ms. Fan.” He winked at her and grabbed her hand.
She grinned as they began to walk. “Guess who is going to be enjoying your slick moves later? This fan! That’s who!”
Aidan laughed. “You have no idea what I have planned for you sweetheart,” he said and was about to give her a light kiss when he froze. Bethany watched in amazement as he shifted from Aidan to celebrity Aidan in a single moment.
“Aidan Shannon! Welcome to our little soirée. I’m Ada Avery, and this is my husband, Stephen. We are so delighted that you could come to our gathering, isn’t that right, Stephen?”
Bethany noticed immediately that Stephen didn’t seem to give a tinker’s damn whether Aidan was there or not. However, they did shake hands while Ada mooned over Aidan, eating him up with her eyes.
Aidan made cordial small talk with Ada, who had the permanently startled look only plastic surgery could provide. While Ada cooed over Aidan, her ancient husband ogled Bethany’s breasts. Ignoring the overt stare, she thought about Aidan’s comment. What did he have planned for her? A tingling in her belly told her whatever he did would be just peachy. Beyond peachy actually.
A warm hand gently grabbed her waist and squeezed. “Do not leave me with that woman, do you hear me?” Aidan whispered in her ear. “She already lightly touched my crotch and licked her lips. I had to use all my acting skill not to throw up.”
Bethany hooted with laughter, and he grinned at her like a naughty schoolboy.
For the first hour, Bethany plastered a smile on her face and ate a couple hors d’oeuvres, but as an introvert, the entire party quickly became overwhelming. So many people were curious about her and what she was doing with Aidan. It didn’t help that that the other women at the party were unhappy that Aidan had come attached to a date. On her way to the bathroom, she overheard a woman saying to another, “My God. I can’t believe he’s with her. She isn’t that pretty. She must give really good head.”
Bethany quickly returned to the bathroom, took a deep breath, and stared at herself in the mirror. You’re fine, she told herself. Just because these women are bitches is no reason to let them ruin a lovely evening. Plus they are not having sex with him later, you are.
Properly composed, Bethany returned to Aidan’s side, she was slightly embarrassed that those silly women’s comments had affected her at all. He seized her hand and brought her close, stroking her back with his thumb as he murmured, “Having fun?”
“This is great fun.” She smiled brightly at him.
“Why are you lying to me, Beth?” Aidan asked, his eyes alight with concern. “But then I’m not having fun either, to be honest.”
“There are some nasty women here, Aidan.” Bethany leaned in closer to whisper, “I heard one of them saying that you are only with me because I must give a really good blowjob.”
Aidan’s eyes flared in anger. “Shit. I’m sorry, luv, these people are…”
“Awful. I know. It’s sad really. Why anyone would waste their energy being that mean-spirited is beyond my understanding.”
“They’re sycophants, they don’t matter.” Aidan held her close and said, “People are star-struck, and they will do anything to gain my favor. It’s exhausting. They prefer that I come alone to these things so they can get to me. I prefer to pretend they don’t exist. So ignore them, they are jealous of you. But since they annoyed you, I think it might be time to put on a little show. Are you ready, Beth?”
Bethany’s eyes rounded. “What are you going to do?”
Aidan leaned in close. “We. What are we going to do? That’s the question, luv.”
“I’ve never been a good improv actor, Aidan,” Bethany said dodging his warm hands as they wrapped around her waist.
Aidan laughed darkly, and his eyes sparkled with desire and something else. Bethany recognized it almost immediately. He was angry. It bothered him that those women had been mean to her. That warmed her heart. And that was a very dangerous feeling.
Aidan pulled Bethany into a corner of the room, cupped her behind with both hands, and kissed her ravenously.
“Do we have an audience?” he asked, as he licked the sensitive spot behind her ear.
Bethany looked over, and sure enough, the women who had said those rude things were staring open-mouthed at them.
“Yeah. I have to say though that this PDA will not make my newly acquired ‘gives good head’ reputation disappear.”
“No, it will not. We’re just acting a bit to make them jealous. They deserve it. Do you mind?” He squeezed her behind once more before letting go.
“Are you kidding me? I feel like I’m getting the chance to act with you. This is fun!”
Aidan smiled. “I’ve been in plenty of movies where I didn’t enjoy kissing the girls. You, on the other hand, I adore kissing. Let’s forget about them, all right?”
“Sure,” Bethany said, more than willing to comply.
Aidan led her upstairs and nodded at the two women still staring at them.
“Where are we going?” she asked.
“It seems you have some reputed skills that I need to experience first-hand.”
“Oh, ha ha, Aidan. Seriously, where are we going?” she repeated as she followed him down the hall.
Aidan shoved her into the bathroom and grinned devilishly. “You’ll see.”
Bethany dropped her purse and pashmina on the counter and backed up toward the wall, intrigued by the predatory look in his eyes. “You couldn’t possibly be thinking of doing anything in here.” She attempted a laugh, but it fell flat when she saw the strong pull of seduction on his face.
“I’m not just thinking about it, sweetheart, we are going to do things right here,” he said, leaning casually against the wall. But there was nothing calm about the look he gave her. His eyes burned with a promise he was clearly all too willing to deliver.
Gesturing toward the sink, his voice thick with hunger, he said, “Sit up here for me.”
Bethany frowned. “No. This is very inappropriate.”
Aidan moved toward her as if he hadn’t a care in the world. Then, he grinned as he lifted her onto the counter.
“You’re right about that, luv. And it is making you so hot I can see your nipples through the dress,” he said as he brushed his thumb against each tightened bud.
“Oh, God,” Bethany moaned. “You’re right, it does make me hot. What is wrong with me?”
Aidan laughed wickedly. “Not a thing. Now, hush, luv. It’s time to make you come again.” As he went down and placed his knees on the soft bathroom carpet, Beth’s hand gently cupped his head as if to encourage him.
“What if someone needs to pee?”
Aidan peeked up from her skirt. “I’m not stopping, so you’d better come quickly,” he whispered back as he brushed her warm thigh with a kiss.
“No, Aidan, stand up.”
Aidan looked confused. “You do know what I was about to do, right?”
Bethany flushed, and replied, “Yes, and I’m pretty sure I want you to but…” She bit her lip. This was hard to say out loud.
Aidan stood and kissed her forehead in an attempt to soothe her. “There isn’t anything that you could want that I would say no to, sweetheart; I’m not at all squeamish about sex.”
Bethany rolled her eyes. “Yes, I am aware. Look, I want to, well, go down on you. I’m not very good at it, despite my newfound reputation, but then I haven’t had a lot of practice.”
Aidan shushed her with his finger, his whole body on full alert.
“Aidan?”
Aidan kissed her mouth, nipping at her lower lip, and said softly, “Do what you want, luv. I’m happy to allow you to practice on me.” She jumped off the counter and went down on her knees. His eyes glowed as he watched her kneel in front of him.
“You’re a fucking gift, you know that? One that I most certainly do not deserve.”
Aidan leaned against the wall, unbuckled his belt, and unzipped his fly. He hissed as he removed himself from his pants. He was so powerfully sexual at that moment she almost forgot what she planned to do.
Bethany tried not to be shocked, but he was huge. Bigger, even, than he was in his hotel room. Damn it, aren’t good-looking men supposed to have some physical problems? A smaller penis would not have hurt his chances with women, and it would be much easier on her.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. You’re just bigger that I thought.”
Aidan’s entire face turned almost lethally aroused. “Well, it’s better than being smaller than you thought, right?”
Bethany shook her head, a humorous glint in her eyes. “Yes, I suppose you would think that.”
“Go on, Beth, I can’t wait much longer.” He stroked himself and extended his other hand toward her head, gently tracing her face with his finger.
Bethany allowed him to cup the back of her head and bring her toward his waiting arousal. She lightly took him between her fingers, and once again was surprised by the length and width. After kissing the tip, she gently tongued the crest, and then the rest of the long length, licking him like a lollipop. This felt good, giving pleasure. It gave her such a feeling of power; she hoped he was enjoying it. He most certainly had had more experienced blowjobs in his life.
She heard him groan and she paused. “Something wrong?”
“Hell, no. But, Beth, take me in your mouth.”
“I told you I wasn’t any—”
Aidan placed a hand over her mouth, lightly rubbing his thumb over her lower lip. “Take me in your mouth and suck me, please.”
Bethany willingly complied, attempting to get into the rhythm of it all, but she felt so clumsy. Trying to suck him, all of him, was challenging, and she tried to remember deep breathing from yoga to relax her throat in accommodation of his length.
It was incredibly exciting to watch him as he watched her performance. He cursed darkly and rotated his hips sensually, and it all made her so wet.
“Beth, I’m going…” He tried to remove himself from her mouth, but Bethany wanted the full experience, so she gripped his rear end with her nails and continued to suck his length.
She watched Aidan close his eyes and take control, guiding her head, and pumping his hips steadily toward her mouth. He groaned as he slipped out of her mouth to climax onto a hand towel he grabbed at the last moment. Aidan slid down the wall and groaned; his eyes still closed.
“Was that all right? Did I earn my rep?”
Aidan’s eyes opened. “No, luv, that was not all right, it was perfect.”
Bethany smiled. Aidan crawled over and kissed her. “Now let’s see about you.”
Bethany shook her head. “No, we’ve been in here too long. Someone will know what we’re doing.”
“They already know what we’re doing, and this is a huge place with many bathrooms, so get on the counter, Beth,” he said as he put himself to rights.
“I’m fine, Aidan.”
Aidan stood, scooped her up, and sat her on the counter again. “Stop fidgeting and spread your legs.”
“Aidan…”
Aidan kissed her inner thigh as he kneeled before her. “I know you’re nervous about this but don’t be, you’ll love it.”
“It’s weird, I really want you to do it, but I’m also so embarrassed for you to see my…”
Aidan stood and looked at her. “Why?”
“It’s…how do I explain this? I don’t wax.”
Aidan went back on his knees and spread her legs open wide, getting an eyeful of her not-so-perfectly-waxed vulva. “You’re beautiful.”
Bethany tried to close her legs. “Aidan, stop! I can’t have you just looking at my…”
Bethany gasped as his thumbs opened her up and lightly swept his tongue across the most sensitive part of her.
Oh, God. It was too much. That one lick seemed to start a need in her that began at her center and spread like lava throughout her body. She stared in amazement as Aidan kissed the very center of her in the same way he kissed her mouth. His wicked tongue soothed while his teeth nipped at her. What seemed to make it so lethally arousing was that his eyes remained focused on her throughout every wet kiss. She could see in his eyes how much he enjoyed what he was doing, and how much it turned him on to hear her moans of delight.
When his tongue started to enter her in a sensual mock of penetration, she thought she would faint.
“Shh, let’s not bring the police in here, all right?” Aidan asked, laughing as he bit her inner thigh. She was so close! Why did he have to stop? And then he gently slipped a finger into her and sucked strongly on her clit. And she was gone.
“Oh my God!” She moaned and nearly fainted from the pleasure.
Aidan smiled from between her legs. “I told you so.” He stood and kissed her nose. “We should get dressed and go, all right?” She saw that his mouth still had traces of her wetness on them and that triggered another aftershock. He licked his lips and winked at her.
“Mmm.”
Bethany whimpered as she watched. She was so satisfied after that amazing orgasm that she considered spending eternity resting on this bathroom counter.
“Come on, luv,” he said with obvious amusement. “Let’s go.”
It took an epic amount of strength for her to get down from the counter. It was almost as if that last orgasm took away her will to move. “Hmm,” she said, eyeing her soaked panties. “I won’t be putting these back on tonight.” And she slipped them into her purse.
She watched in surprise as Aidan’s eyes turned molten again.
“You are wicked, Beth,” he said as he lifted the dress off her. “I think you deserve another orgasm for that.”
“I’m not sure I can,” she said with a half-hearted giggle.
“Oh, luv, I know you can.”
Finally, when they both lay panting on the ground, Aidan grinned and kissed her inner thigh. “All right now, we really need to get out of here.”
He helped her get dressed and then they both left the bathroom feeling better and more refreshed.
“So that was a sixty-nine?” she asked as he zipped her dress.
“Yes,” Aidan said, kissing her neck.
“I approve.”
Aidan laughed out loud and patted her behind. “So do I.”
****
The women who had mocked her earlier in the evening were seated, large wine glasses in hand, as they eyed her with obvious jealousy when they returned to the party from the bathroom an hour later.
Bethany bent her head down to hide her grin. Ha, ha! She wanted to say to them, but being mature, she walked past with them without saying a word. Aidan, on the other hand, was not so subtle. He lightly patted her bottom and said loud enough for the women to hear, “That, luv, was fantastic.”
Bethany watched in glee as the women gaped in what she hoped was jealousy.
“I think I like going to parties with you,” Bethany said, a huge smile on her face. “In fact, I would like to buy you a martini.”
Aidan smiled at her. “It’s an open bar, luv, but the thought is much appreciated.”
“Well, I can at least tip the bartender.” Bethany froze. Her purse. Where was it?
“What? What’s the matter?” Aidan placed his hand on her elbow, directing her to face him.
“I left my purse in the bathroom.”
“So? We’ll get it.”
Bethany whispered, “I put my panties in there after… If someone opens up my purse to find out whom it belongs to…”
Aidan kissed her lightly on the mouth. “They will get to smell heaven for a minute. Lucky them.”
Stains of scarlet marked her face, she wanted to crawl in a hole and die of embarrassment. “Aidan!” she wailed.
Aidan sat on the barstool and laughed out loud.
The next day a photo graced the style section of the DC Gazette. Aidan Shannon sitting on a barstool, his head tipped back, humor evident on his face, with the byline, Actors Guild-nominated actor takes a break to laugh with locals at a party in Northwest D.C.