Seeing David finish setting the table, Carissa attempted to rise, but her legs betrayed her, causing her to fall back onto the couch, still trembling from their earlier encounter. David noticed her struggle and chuckled softly, a hint of sadistic amusement dancing in his eyes. Carissa blushed at his reaction, feeling a mixture of embarrassment and arousal.
He approached her with a playful smirk, scooping her up effortlessly into his arms and carrying her to the dining table. Gently, he settled her into a chair, his eyes lingering on her admiringly. Carissa couldn't help but marvel at his strength and caring nature, grateful for his thoughtfulness.
As they began to eat, their conversation took on a flirtatious tone, filled with innuendos and playful banter.
Carissa glanced at David, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "You certainly know your way around the kitchen, David. Is there anything you can't do?"
