More Of His Torture

Carissa started trailing kisses all over David's body as he placed her above him on the couch so they could fit properly. She began at his neck, her lips brushing softly against his skin as she whispered, "You're amazing, David." Each word was punctuated with a kiss.

She moved lower, her kisses feather-light over his chest. "I love the way you make me feel," she murmured, her voice husky with desire. David's hands roamed her back, urging her on.

When she reached his abs, she let her tongue flick out, tracing the defined muscles. "You're so strong," she said softly, kissing each part and corner of his body with reverence.

David groaned, his hands gripping her hips tighter as she continued her sensual exploration. "Carissa, you're driving me crazy," he muttered, his voice strained with pleasure.