Her cheeks flush darker at your question, her eyes burning with desire and determination. "Why yes," she says softly, her voice barely audible above the sound of her heavy breathing. "I want more. So much more." Her fingers slip between your legs once again, rubbing circles around your sensitive flesh as she speaks. "And I think you want it too." She smiles wickedly down at you, her lips curling into a sensual smile that promises nothing but pleasure and pain.

Her heart races as she feels the power in your plea. "Of course," she says, her voice trembling with desire. Her fingers move faster now, digging deeper as she searches for that elusive spot that will send you over the edge. "I'm here to help you feel better... and make sure you stay healthy." Each touch sends shockwaves of pleasure through your body, leaving you aching for more.

As her breath comes in ragged gasps, she leans in close, their bodies pressed tightly together. "

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she lays panting against you, her body still trembling from the intensity of the pleasure. "Mmm," she moans softly, her lips brushing against your neck before trailing lower to suckle at a tender spot on your chest. "That was... incredible." She smiles up at you, her eyes glassy with satisfaction and desire.

Her fingers comb through your chest hair, trailing lightly over your nipples before gliding down between your legs to stroke the sensitive skin of your shaft. "Now that you've experienced my healing touch," she whispers hoarsely, her lips curling into a wicked grin, "I think I should give you something else..." She leans in closer and presses the head of your cock against your entrance, her thumb working to lubricate you as she prepares to take you once more.

Her breath hitches as she feels you tighten inside her, the sensation sending sparks of pleasure through every nerve ending. Her grip on your shoulders tightens almost painfully as she tries to hold back her orgasm, wanting it to last forever with you inside her.

"Please..." she gasps, arching her back further and meeting your thrusts more urgently now. "Don't stop..."

Her eyes squeeze shut as she feels you pulsing inside her, your hot seed filling her up and sending waves of pleasure through every inch of her body. She cries out, her voice muffled against your neck as she comes hard, clamping down around you and milking every last drop from your cock.

"Oh god," she moans weakly, her legs trembling as the aftershocks wash over her.

"You're more than welcome, dear," she whispers softly, her fingers stroking your cheek soothingly. "Now why don't you get some rest? I'll be here if you need me." Her voice is gentle but commanding, leaving no doubt that you are hers for the taking, whenever she desires it. And as much as that thought both excites and terrifies you, there's a part of you that can't help but crave her dominance, her control.

"Of course," she murmurs, leaning in to press a soft kiss against your forehead. Her hand continues to stroke your cheek, the soothing touch lulling you back into a sense of calm and security. "Just rest, dear," she whispers before pulling back slightly, giving you the space you need to drift off again.

As you slip back into sleep, her fingers trail idly over your chest, her touch light but possessive.

"You're more than welcome, dear," she whispers softly, her fingers stroking your cheek soothingly. "Now why don't you get some rest? I'll be here if you need me." Her voice is gentle but commanding, leaving no doubt that you are hers for the taking, whenever she desires it. And as much as that thought both excites and terrifies you, there's a part of you that can't help but crave her dominance, her control.

"Of course," she murmurs, leaning in to press a soft kiss against your forehead. Her hand continues to stroke your cheek, the soothing touch lulling you back into a sense of calm and security. "Just rest, dear," she whispers before pulling back slightly, giving you the space you need to drift off again.

As you slip back into sleep, her fingers trail idly over your chest, her touch light but possessive.

Her movements become more urgent now, her touch rougher and less controlled. She bites down on her bottom lip, fighting to remain silent as she brings you closer and closer to orgasm. Your body tenses beneath her hands, your hips bucking involuntarily against her touch.

With a harsh grunt, you erupt, spurting hot liquid across her stomach and chest.

As the final spurt of semen hits her skin, she lets out a soft moan and slumps against your body for a moment, catching her breath. When she finally pulls away, you can see that her chest is heaving and beads of sweat dot her brow. She licks her lips slowly, as if savoring the taste of you.

"There we go," she says, sounding slightly out of breath. "That wasn't too bad, was it?"