Storm of Desire by Cara Marsi, Laura Kelly, Sandra Edwards Read Free Book Online

him in ways unimaginable.
    He wanted her to come to him willingly or not at all.
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    Aiden watched Sam as she stood in front of the stove making breakfast. He couldn’t let her go. But he wouldn’t beg her to stay. She had to want him as much as he wanted her.
    He strode into the room and put his arms around her waist. Murmuring little sounds of contentment, she leaned back into him. He swept her hair off her neck and placed tender kisses on her nape.
    “That feels good,” she said.
    He turned off the burner and edged her away from the stove, then loosened the ties on her terry robe and cupped her breasts. “These feel good too.”
    She laughed softly. “I get that you really like them.”
    “I really like you.” He pressed her against him. “Feel how much I like you?”
    “Yes,” she said on a husky breath.
    “I want you again.”
    He had her stripped and up against the kitchen wall in seconds. Wild and frantic, she clung to him as he plunged into her.
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    Later, they sat at the table and finished their eggs and coffee. The storm had slowed down. It would end soon and the Coastal would open. They’d go their separate ways. Aiden refused to dwell on that.
    He watched Sam, wanting to imprint her image on his memory. Her face was flushed from their lovemaking and her hair brushed softly around her shoulders. She looked sexy and warm. No sadness reflected in her eyes, only contentment. He wanted to keep that contented look in her eyes forever.
    “What?” she asked. “Do I have egg on my face?”
    “I was thinking how gorgeous and sexy you are.”
    Her face reddened. “You’re gorgeous and sexy too.” Then her expression turned serious and she set down her mug.
    A rock seemed to settle in his chest. “What’s wrong?”
    “I’ve been wondering about something. I have to ask you.”
    “Shoot.”
    “Tell me about your engagement.”
    He raised his eyebrows. Sure wasn’t expecting that. “How did you know?”
    “Carly Madison posted it on Facebook.”
    “Carly has a big mouth.” He shrugged. “What do you want to know?”
    “Who was she and why didn’t it last?” The slight hesitation in her voice belied the bluntness of her question.
    Aiden cradled his coffee mug and looked at a spot above Sam’s head, remembering. “I met her the summer after you left. Her parents bought a house in one of the new, exclusive developments in Bethany.”
    “The multi-million dollar houses?” she asked.
    He returned his attention to Sam. She studied him, waiting. “One of those.” He gave a self-deprecating laugh. “I was at a crossroads, questioning everything. The first time I met her, she came onto me strong. Not only was she beautiful, but the way she carried herself, the way she dressed, shouted money, and lots of it. She was so different from the other women who came into the bar. I’m ashamed to admit it, but her sophistication and her obvious wealth threw me for a loop. She was generous with her body too. And she pursued me.”
    He shook his head. “I thought I could handle her and her money. I didn’t know what hit me.” He barked a laugh. “I didn’t stand a chance.”
    Sam blinked. “She was beautiful?”
    Not as beautiful as you . He couldn’t say that. Instead, he said, “Blonde hair, green eyes. Good figure.”
    “No wonder you were thrown for a loop.”
    “Looks can be deceiving.” He shrugged. “I didn’t know it at the time, but she wasn’t a nice person.”
    “What happened?”
    “It’s not much of a story. Her father owned a chemical supply company in Baltimore. When we got engaged, her father offered me a job as head of their marketing department. Celia begged me to take the job. I had a marketing degree, so it made sense.” He drew a deep breath and leveled his gaze at Sam. “Later I realized I wanted to stay in Rehoboth and run the bar. This is my home, my life, and where I’m comfortable, but Celia didn’t want to live in Rehoboth year round and she