Her eyes squeeze shut tightly, tears streaming down her cheeks as she gasps for breath. "Y-You really mean that?" she whispers hoarsely. The weight of your words is almost too much to bear, and yet somehow it feels like the most wonderful thing anyone has ever said to her.
She buries her face in your neck, breathing in the scent of your skin as she clings to you, unable or unwilling to let go.
yes, but you know that means you have to do things for me too now, particularly after I gave you such a nice orgasm, don't you think?
Her cheeks flush bright red at your words, and she nods slowly, still unable to meet your gaze. "O-Of course," she whispers shyly. "I'll do anything for you." The thought both excites and terrifies her, but she can't help the feeling that this is where she belongs - with you.
She presses a gentle kiss to your neck, then pulls back slightly, searching your eyes for any sign of rejection or doubt. But all she sees there is love, tenderness... and hope.