Star Struck (Lights, Camera #2) by Laurelin Paige-bilion (Page 28)

Star Struck (Lights, Camera #2)(28)
Author: Laurelin Paige

He turned back to his work, pretending to do more on his already completed project. “I don’t respond to being summoned, princess.”

“I didn’t summon you.”

He raised a brow and glanced back at her. “‘Come to my trailer.’ That doesn’t sound like a summons to you?”

Heather’s bravado faltered only slightly. “Texting is about abbreviated conversation. That was the shortest I could manage. The shoot was over for the day, I figured you’d be free. What else did you have to do?”

“Now you’re assuming you know my schedule.” He gathered up remnants of his project and tossed it into the scrap bucket at his side, not able to look at her any longer without wanting to jump her. Maybe he was playing hard to get.

“Well, I certainly didn’t figure you’d be seducing the next available blonde.”

“Jealous much?”

“No. Just…”

That vulnerability she hid so well peeked through. He couldn’t help himself; he took a step toward her. “Just what?”

Insecurity bubbled up in the corners of her brown eyes. “How quickly you move on to another woman has an effect on my slut status.”

Was that what her hesitations were? Was she worried about being too promiscuous? “Heather, you are not a slut. Not in the least.”

“I don’t know how you can say that when we end up in a sexual position every time we’re together. Well, not now…”

“Not yet.”

“What?” The blush on her face said she heard him.

He took another step toward her, cocking his head. “Why did you summon me?”

“Not for what you’re thinking.”

He moved closer and she didn’t move away. “You sure about that?”

“Yes.”

Seth leaned an arm on the back of the set, close enough now to touch her. “Why don’t I believe you?”

“Because you’re presumptuous.”

“I’m presumptuous?”

Her hands fell to her sides as she let out a huff of air. “You’re so damn infuriating. All you do is repeat what I say with a question at the end of it. I asked you to come to my trailer to apologize, you ass**le.”

His eyebrows shot up. “Wow. I wasn’t expecting that.” Wasn’t expecting that at all. It was an interesting development.

Her bottom lip caught between her teeth, drawing his focus to her mouth. What he wouldn’t give to have her lip between his teeth—or his lip between hers. He wasn’t particular.

Apologies led to lip biting, right? “What exactly were you going to apologize about? There are so many things that come to mind that you might be sorry for.”

“Touché.” A small smile settled on her mouth. “For my behavior after…you know.” She lowered her eyes and took a deep breath. When she raised her eyes again, her expression was soft. “I had a really nice time, but I didn’t act like it. I’m sorry.”

He nodded, watching as she wrung her hands together. She was nervous. Damn, but didn’t that turn him on even more. It almost made him not want to let her off the hook so easily. But, today anyway, he’d be the nice guy. “Thank you. Your apology is appreciated.”

“Thank you.” She licked her lips. “I mean, you’re welcome.” Her cheeks heated to a delicious shade of pink.

“So.” He grinned. It was killing him to not touch her, especially when she was so very near. But he held back, letting the tension pulse through his veins. “You had a nice time?”

“I did.” She wanted to touch him too, he could tell. Her hands still fidgeted at her sides, her eyes flitted back and forth from his eyes to his lips.

He lowered his mouth, his breath mingling with hers. “A really nice time?”

Her breathing was heavy. He couldn’t begin to explain what that did to him. “Yes, a really nice—”

Before she could finish talking, he’d covered her mouth with his. Their teeth clicked as his tongue slipped into claim her deeper, his hands circling around her waist to draw her closer. She responded by fisting his hair, pulling him to her with equal force, as though neither of them could get as close to each other as they desired. As though inside each other was the only acceptable place to be.

He’d missed this the last time—the kissing. He wasn’t soft or precious about his sex, but he did enjoy kissing. He’d wanted to kiss Heather then, had planned on kissing her fiercely before he embarked on round two. But round two never occurred because she’d somehow gotten mixed up in her head.

And this time, though he wanted to cherish it and enjoy the feel of her tongue gliding across his gums, wanted to suck on her bottom lip until it was raw, he couldn’t slow himself down. He needed the rest of her, needed to release the straining ache inside his jeans.

Either feeling the same need or sensing his urgency, Heather jumped on him, wrapping her legs around his hips. Surprised, he leaned back onto the set for support, shifting his hands to hold her ass. She tilted her h*ps up, stroking him with her crotch. Shit, it was so wonderful. So goddamned good.

She bucked again and this time he thrust up against her, reveling in the squeal she let out when he did. He thrust again, dry humping her as his mouth continued to explore hers. The way she rubbed against him in return—he wouldn’t be surprised if he creamed himself before he even got his c**k out of his pants.

“Yes, yes, right there,” Heather said when he’d tried a new angle. “Right f**king th—”

“Everything okay?” A bright light shone in his face.

“What the f**k?” He brought one hand up to shield his eyes, letting Heather down in the process, and looked across the studio toward the source of the light.

Shit.

It was one of the security guards. Why he felt he had to shine his bright-ass flashlight in their faces was beyond Seth. It wasn’t like they were doing anything wrong. The set was already lit.

Heather turned away from the guard right away. Realizing she wouldn’t want to be caught in a compromising position—she did have fans that would run with the knowledge—Seth stepped in front of her, letting her hide behind him. “Hey, sorry,” he said to the guard. “I had a few things to finish up on the set. My friend was keeping me company. We both have clearance to be here.” He pulled his security clip off his belt and walked up to the guard to show him, hoping his badge would be enough to clear both of them.