No Strings Attached novel (Clara and Ian) novel Chapter 85

Chapter 85 

lan’s movements froze, and the warmth that had graced his features just moments before vanished without a trace. For the second time, Clara had mentioned that man with a 

fondness in her voice that was impossible to ignore. 

lan wanted to play it cool, pretend he hadn’t heard a thing. He wanted to erase that man from Clara’s life altogether. But the fierce possessiveness boiling within him stripped away any pretense of sanity. He couldn’t stomach the thought of another man being Clara’s rock, couldn’t bear that it was not his name she called out in her dreams. 

Darkness clouded lan’s eyes as he struggled to contain his emotions. He leaned in close to Clara. His voice came out hoarse, “Alright, let me kiss you, and I won’t leave.” 

Without waiting for her response, he dipped his head and claimed her lips in a kiss that was both domineering and wild. 

Clara was jolted awake by his rough advances, Her eyes were wide and glistening as lan ravaged her lips with reckless abandon. 

Gradually, lan slowed his assault. His nose brushed against Clara’s cheek. His voice dripped with seduction. “Clara, I want you. May 1?” 

His hand slipped beneath her nightshirt as he spoke. His hot breath teased her earlobe. His voice was like hot embers as he murmured, “Clara, I know how to make you forget all this pain. Do you want to try?” 

Clara’s stiffness melted away under lan’s caresses. Her fair skin was glowing with an enticing blush. lan’s words echoed in her mind, promising to help her escape her agony. 

The pain was too much, and the abyss was too deep she was willing to try anything lan suggested. 

She wrapped her arms around lan’s head and called out to him in a husky voice, “lan.” It had been so long since she’d said his name with such tenderness after their fallout. 

At her call, lan’s movements faltered, and his dark eyes were alight with unbridled desire. He cracked a smile and coaxed in a gravelly tone, “Clara, say my name again.” 

Obediently, she whispered, “lan.” 

lan’s throat worked, and he bit down on the soft flesh of Clara’s body. 

The night was destined to be wild. Ian and Clara plunged again and again into the depths of passionate orgasm. 

He felt as if they had returned to the past, to a time when Clara’s eyes held only him. He ravished her body over and over until she wept and pleaded for mercy. 

lan watched Clara, who was now so sweetly exhausted from his attentions. His lips. 

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curled into a smile. He kissed her lightly and whispered, “Clara, let’s always be like this, okay?” 

He didn’t care whether that other man truly existed or why Clara kept thinking about him. lan was her first man and would be her only man for life. 

Clara was his, forever and always.