Free Unraveled (Love in Salem, book 2) by Emma Delaney Page B

just…” she sighed.  “I’m not very experienced with this stuff.”
    His crooked smile returned, making her want to sigh.  He was so handsome when he smiled at her like that.
    “You don’t say.  I would never have guessed.”
    It was her turn for insecurities.  “Was it that bad?”  Tears actually threatened to reveal themselves at the thought of not pleasing Aidan.
    “God, no.  It was the best lovin’ I’ve ever had.  I like it that you’re not experienced.  I like knowing I am the one showing you how good it can be.” 
    She couldn’t resist kissing him again.  She loved his kisses.  His lips were soft yet firm as his mouth conquered hers.  He made her feel feminine and sexy and petite.  All the things she had never felt before.  It was an incredible awareness she had of herself in his presence, and she knew he was the one who drew it out of her.
    Never would she be so at ease with her sexuality without someone confident enough to influence her.   Especially after how deep Randall buried her under guilt and shame for believing that intimacy should be explored in order to be enjoyable for both partners, not only him. 
    She was grateful for what they shared last night.  Aidan had opened her eyes to possibilities she had only fantasized about.  Now that she knew he shared in her proclivities, she wasn’t going to want to let him go.
    Easing away from his kiss, Atayla rested her forehead on his chest and savored the scent of his soap.  Just thinking about the day without him made her feel lonely.  How could he have become so vital to her after just one night?
    “Water is getting cold.”  He wrapped his arms around her and held her tight against his body.
    She chuckled as she lifted her head to look at him.  “From the feel of things, a cold shower would do you some good.”
    Glancing down at his wayward cock, he shrugged.  “I’ve come to terms with the fact that I’m in a perpetual state of hardness in your presence.  I could probably rub it raw, and it would still stand at attention when you walk in the room.”
    Laughing, Atayla turned and shut the water off as Aidan grabbed a couple of fluffy towels.  Unfolding one, he wrapped it around his waist then used the second one to start wiping the beads of water off her skin.
    “I can do that, you know.”
    “I know.  I just love touching you.”
    Giving him a playful shove, Atayla commandeered the towel muttering about ‘horny men’ and ‘one track minds.’
    They dressed quickly, Atayla in a pair of Aidan’s sweatpants and a t-shirt, and headed for the door.   Jogging ahead of her, Aidan unlocked and opened the passenger door to his SUV.  After she was seated, he shut the door and jogged around the front of the vehicle.
    “Where are we headed?” He asked as his cell phone began ringing.  Digging it out of his pocket, he glanced at the caller ID before silencing it and tossing it in the console. 
    Though she was curious as to why, she figured it was none of her business.  “9 th and Martine, Sterling Heights.”
    He whistled.  “Nice place.  Is it all condos now?”
    “No.”  She answered, glancing at his phone as it began to ring again.  “There are still some older privately owned houses towards the back.”
    Aidan retrieved his phone, looked at the caller ID, and tossed back into the console.  He rubbed the back of his neck nervously before picking the phone back up and shutting it off.  Suspicion consumed her, and it must have shown on her face because when he looked at her again he explained.
    “Sorry.  That was my ex.  She broke it off with me right before we met the first time.  That was actually why I was so drunk that night.  I was mourning or whatever you want to call it.”
    He looked at her again and smiled sincerely.  “At least I was until I ran into you and realized she wasn’t worth it.”
    He never failed to make her feel special.  Again she wanted to kick herself for denying him in