No Strings Attached

Chase carried Sasha home, tossing her onto the bed in a swift motion. He undid his tie and unbuttoned his shirt - all in one fluid motion.

Just as he was about to unbuckle his belt, Sasha suddenly kicked him in the stomach. A flurry of punches and kicks followed. "If you touch me today, Chase, I'll make you wish you were dead!" Chase advanced, pinning her flailing form beneath him. A roguish smile played on his lips. "There are many ways to die. Let me choose one for you. How about me loving you to death." He captured Sasha's lips in a fierce and dominating kiss.

Women often find herself at a disadvantage in the battle of wills between a man and a woman. Despite Sasha's struggles, she was ultimately subdued by Chase.

As he kissed her, his voice, both seductive and teasing, filled the air. "Sasha, I want you. Is that okay?"

Sasha, gasping for breath, eyes reddening, stared at him. "Chase, if you can't hold yourself back, go find someone else. Don't bother me."

You can't start something and not finish

would believe that. Everyone knows you're always out and about. No way

precious from me. You owe me." After saying that, he kissed her again. Sasha, already dazed by the kisses, widened

lips down her soft body. Sasha let out a

his eyes, Chase retorted, "Yes, I'm your 'unbelievable,' with a stamina you can't help but envy. Want to

his hand found her sensitive spots. What followed was inevitable between consenting adults. Soon, the floor

of strength. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to

show a little restraint? I have to see Clara

"I'll take you there later. How about we take a

bed. Allowing him to take her to