Chapter Six
After a salad for Aidan and Virginia ham and Swiss sandwiches for Bethany and Michelle, the three of them headed to Aidan’s trailer for a better peek at his movie-star accommodations.
Walking around inside the trailer was like a glimpse of a world completely foreign to Bethany. She had been too distracted by him, and his smoldering looks, to pay any mind to his living conditions before.
The looks sent her way from Aidan were all too peculiar for Bethany. Most men did not stare at her the way Aidan did. Yes, she had dated and had a few boyfriends, but none of them were as handsome or acted remotely like Aidan Shannon. Certainly, none of them looked at her as if she was the most appealing woman in the world. Earlier as they walked around the set, Bethany thought it strange that he would stare at her with so much hunger in his eyes. All the women in his life, from his co-stars to his ex-wife, were all gorgeous. What could she possibly have that he hadn’t seen a million times over?
Now in his trailer, she gave the small space her full attention. It was narrow but had a full functioning kitchen, including refrigerator, stove, and microwave. A door led to a small room that was obviously an office, as scripts were piled everywhere, even on the state-of-the-art computer within. Yet another door led to the bedroom, which had a full bed and not much else.
The bed was not made and looked sexy and decadent. Many women had probably had a very good time in that bed.
A blush touched Bethany’s cheeks as her mind began swimming with sexy images of Aidan kissing and touching her in that bed. She squeezed her thighs together, her insides turning warm and liquid as erotic images gained shape and clarity.
Michelle interrupted her steamy thoughts with a question for Aidan. “Is it okay if I use your potty?”
“The what?” Aidan asked, appearing to be distracted. Bethany could only hope he hadn’t figured where her mind had taken her as she looked at his room.
Bethany smiled at her friend then looked at Aidan. “She needs to use your bathroom.”
Aidan escorted Michelle to the bathroom. When he returned, he had a smoky look in his eyes. He sauntered right up to her and cupped her chin with one of his warm hands. “Were you having some improper thoughts about me in here?” Aidan asked, indicating his bedroom with his free hand.
“Well…” Beth sputtered. He was so close she could smell him, and he smelled yummy, like sin and sandalwood. He brushed his lips on her neck, which made her shiver and her insides go gooey.
What was happening? He was so different here—so intense. There was a flushed tint to his jawline, and he looked like he was grinding his teeth. She gazed up at him, curious, and found dark eyes and dilated pupils returning her look with frank, raw interest.
Was he really this turned on by her?
Almost as if he had heard her question he groaned and muttered a curse, his voice hoarse, “You surprise me, Beth. I wanted you the moment I saw you.” He grabbed her hips and brought her up to his solid length. Oh, God, he was impressive and hard as steel against her belly. The very idea of him inside her made her shiver with excitement.
“You did?” Her eyes were wide. She couldn’t help it. Was this really happening?
“I wasn’t sure exactly what you wanted. I could see you were attracted, of course. Attraction from women is all too common for me, I’m afraid. Being famous is a natural turn-on for some, but you’re so polite, so fucking sweet.” His language shocked and turned her on. He hadn’t used bad language around her before. It was clear that he was a bit out of control, and this made everything in her melt still more. He brushed his lips against her ear and whispered, “I wasn’t sure you would want to do anything and was trying to respect that. But then I saw you looking at that bed. You want me, don’t you, luv? “ He squeezed her hips and dragged his lips up toward her mouth.
“I—yes. I mean, you’re so—oh, God!” She was so turned on that her last words came out in a whimper.
Aidan laughed with wicked delight. “Shhhh, she’ll be back in a second, and I’ve got to taste you. Open that sweet mouth of yours, will you?” And then Aidan settled in for a deep kiss.
He didn’t court her with sweet, tender kisses; he devastated her with his hunger. He devoured her mouth with abandon, clearly enjoying the way she shivered and whimpered. Great God, he tasted earthy, almost spicy, which was pure heaven. He ended the mating of their mouths with a series of slow kisses that had her moaning into his mouth. The kiss made it clear that he would be an amazing lover, and she knew that despite what it could do to her heart, she had to experience the kind of passion he was offering.
“Mmm, you do taste lovely, Beth,” Aidan murmured against her mouth.
They heard the door of the small bathroom open, and she felt him step away and calmly escorted her out of the tiny hallway.
Bethany was in a state of shock. Never in a million years would she have pictured herself in a passionate embrace with Aidan Shannon. All right, maybe in her very private fantasies, he kissed her, but this was no fantasy. Her mouth tingled, her face was overheated, and this dreamy man was smiling wickedly at her.
“Michelle is coming; try to pretend nothing happened,” he whispered, nuzzling her and gently biting the side of her neck.
“How am I supposed to do that?” She choked, her face flushed.
Grinning, he shrugged and, grabbing her by the hips, he moved her in front of his heated body. “Stand in front of me for a bit, will you? I’m not ready for an audience yet.” He waved at Michelle and ushered them out of his trailer.
Bethany stood in front of Aidan in a state of shock. He wanted her—a lot if his tented jeans had anything to say about it. How crazy! And wonderful. And life-altering hot.
As they exited his trailer, it appeared Aidan was finally able to stand on his own without a shield. When he caught her checking him out before she moved away, he winked at her.
“Ladies, it has been great spending the afternoon with you. I hope you enjoyed yourselves,” Aidan said, directly to Bethany. She reddened and nodded sharply, making the wicked smile on Aidan’s face grow wider.
“Well, I can’t tell you how delighted I am to hear that.” His eyes glowed with sensuality when he murmured, “I also had a great time.”
With that, he bent over and kissed Michelle’s hand in the old-world style that had Michelle touching her heart in awe. When he bent to kiss Bethany’s hand, he turned her hand palm up and bit gently on the plump part of her palm. He soothed away the sting with a quick rasp of his tongue. As he straightened again, he was grinning roguishly. He turned with a wave and left them by their car.
Bethany groaned inwardly and clutched her pulsing hand to her chest. What the hell was she going to do now?
That night Bethany’s dreams were filled with lusty images of naked bodies and licking tongues. She woke up irritable and bleary-eyed, cursing green eyes and a dangerous smile as she showered. How could she handle this man? He was a hell-raiser and, well, she was more likely to raise a puppy than hell.
Thank God, it was Monday and she could escape these lurid thoughts with work. At least, for eight hours, she would be immersed in her library. Quickly she wrote out a thank-you note to Aidan, and then called Serena to find out how to get the card to him. They protected him like royalty from fans and the press alike, which made perfect sense. But it was only polite to thank him for such a lovely afternoon. She sighed, thinking once again of the kiss—it was like nothing she had ever experienced. That short time in his trailer was the best sex she’d ever had, and they had both kept their clothes on. Shaking herself from the heated images of yesterday, she got dressed and headed off for work.