No Strings Attached novel (Clara and Ian) novel Chapter 435

She nuzzled her face against Chase’s thigh. Her warm breath was against his lower belly, which sent a tingling current through his body.

Chase paused his actions. His hand gently brushed Sasha’s hair. His voice was husky. “Alright, alright. I’ll keep it down. Go back to sleep.”

Hearing his voice, Sasha was even more certain she was sprawled on her own couch and her head rested on her beloved plush piggy pillow.

She shamelessly clung to Chase’s waist. Her hot cheek rubbed against his thigh a few times when she muttered, “Make another peep and I’ll end you.”

Her movements only served to distract Chase from his work. He glanced down at the little firebrand in his arms, and at her ever-chattering lips. For a moment, Chase wanted to silence her with a kiss, to find out if her lips were as spicy as her words, which were always sharp like a little chili pepper.

Following his impulse, he leaned in closer. Just as he was about to act on his desire, Sasha’s eyes snapped open. Instead of her soft piggy pillow, she was met with the sight of Chase’s smart white slacks and his crisp black shirt, and something beneath those slacks that seemed to be growing.

Sasha instantly felt a bad vibe and let out a shriek, bolting upright from Chase’s lap and, caught off guard, smacked him across the face. “You perv, what do you think you’re doing?!”

Chase’s daydream shattered with the slap. He touched his face, looking a bit hurt. “Ungrateful much? I’ve been your pillow long enough to get a cramp, and this is the thanks I get?”

Sasha pointed accusingly at the bulge at his groin. “Just because I rest on your thigh doesn’t mean you get to have a boner. You did that on purpose, trying to take advantage of me.”

“Sasha, let’s be reasonable, please? It’s you who’s been rubbing against me. I’m not a saint, but I’m not a sinner either.”

His words were serious, catching Sasha off guard. She had been lost in the agony of not finding Clara, and it was Chase who had been there for her around the clock. She had cried herself to sleep in his arms and had woken up there too.

When had the boundaries between her and Chase become so blurred? And how had she come to rely on him so much during her lowest moments?

These thoughts made Sasha’s heart skip a beat. Her breathing halted for a moment as her cheeks grew hotter.

Just then, Chase’s deep, seductive voice filled her ear. “Sasha, I’ve been taking care of you these past few days. Don’t you think you owe me a little something?”