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“Lee, if you really mean that, you will give me this. I promise to try and make this work with you—even though I’m convinced you’re going to leave if it gets too hard—but right now, I need you to make me feel like the girl I was before. I don’t want to think about my MS. Please, can you do that for me?” she pleads.

“I hate that you don’t trust I’m going to stay. But I know I brought that on myself. Only time will show you I’m serious. If you’re sure this is what you want, then I’m all in. So… do you want to be my good girl?” I ask as I pull her down against my hard length once more, rubbing against her covered clit.

She moans loudly as her eyes flare for the first time since I got here. “Yes, please. I want to be your good girl. Please can you fuck me hard and fast. I need you to make me feel like I did before.”

I pull her lips to mine, just a short but passionate kiss that tells her everything she needs to know. “You are still the same girl, Em. I will fuck you hard and fast now, because I’ve missed you so fucking much over the last few weeks, I don’t think I will last. But after that, I’m going to spend all day and all night loving you the way you should be loved, and you’re going to do exactly as I tell you. Understand?”

She nods her head, but then remembers she’s supposed to use her words. “Yes, Sir. I will be your good girl.”

As soon as she says those words, it’s like we both spring into action. I move her so she's kneeling above me, and it’s just enough for me to pull all the clothes from her body, and throw them on the floor in the middle of the living room. As she leans over to her right side, putting all her weight on her right hip, she winces, and I grab hold of her.

“Are you okay?” I ask, as she continues taking off my shirt, and unbuttons my jeans. She’s clearly not bothered by the pain, but I am. Any pain she has should only be there to heighten the pleasure, nothing else. I hold her body firm, one hand on each hip, making sure not to press too tightly on the right side.

“My right hip just twinges sometimes. It’s okay now,” she says, as she leans in and presses a kiss to my neck. I know she’s trying to distract me by going for that sweet spot, but it’s not going to work.

“If it hurts—”

She cuts me off before I can finish my sentence. “I will tell you. Now, please will you fuck me.”

I reach down and pull my cock out, shuffling my jeans and boxers down enough that I can flick them off with my legs. My cock’s rock hard, the purple head appears engorged with pre-cum leaking for the tip. I wrap my hand around the base, and slowly move my hand up and down a couple of times, causing more pre-cum to pool on the tip.

Em, who is still straddling my lap, looks down at my cock as it stands tall between us. I reach over with my free hand and run my finger between her pussy lips. As I drag my finger through her slit, as soon as I feel how wet she is, I can’t help but groan. “So wet, Beautiful. Is this all for me?”

She nods her head. “Yes, Sir. It’s always for you. Please can I ride your cock?” She bites her lip, her eyes dark with desire. Fuck, she’s the most gorgeous girl I’ve ever seen.

“You can, but only if you tell me that you’re mine,” I say, as I continue to rub my finger lightly over her sensitive nub.

“What?” she asks, clearly confused with all the sensations going on in her body.

“You heard me, Beautiful. We can talk about it properly later, but I want to know that you are mine. That you are my girlfriend.”

Her breath hitches, and this time I don’t think it’s caused by my finger on her clit, though I think that may be helping a little. I have to stop fisting my cock, as it won’t be long before I blow my load right here, if she keeps looking at me like that.

“You really mean that, don’t you? Even after everything I just told you?” she mutters, in between whimpers as I continue sliding my finger through her wet folds.

“I really mean it. I’m not going to say those three special words until I know I mean them for sure, but I don’t think I’m far off. You are mine, Emmaleigh, and I am yours,” I tell her, as I place a kiss on the side of her lip.

“You are?” She sounds almost shocked.

“Beautiful, like I said before, I was always yours, I just didn’t know it.”

As soon as I finish my sentence, her mouth is on mine, and I let her take every bit of pleasure she wants as she devours me with her tongue. “I was always yours, too,” she says, as she uses her knees to raise herself off my lap, just enough, whilst still straddling me.

Making her intentions clear, I help her line up my cock with her hole, making sure to spread some of her juices around the tip so it will go in easier. Em slowly lowers herself down, and as soon as her hot, wet entrance touches my tip, I throw my head back in a groan. I have to force myself to pay attention, as I want to watch her tight pussy swallow all of my cock.

Em lowers herself slowly, but it doesn’t take her long to envelop all of my cock until it’s seated deep in her pussy. Once I’ve bottomed out, she sits there for a moment, just getting used to my size. This position allows me to go deeper, and her hot cunt clamps around my shaft like a vice. It feels fucking amazing.

As Em adjusts to the sensation, I lean over and take one of her nipples into my mouth, while I tweak the other with my free hand. I suck and nibble on her engorged nub until Emmaleigh is panting and moaning. It doesn’t take her long to start moving.

Slowly she pulls herself up off my cock, leaving just the tip inside, before she plunges all the way back down. Each time I hit deep inside her, she cries out loudly, and my groans mingle with hers. She does this a few times, and I let her take what she needs, but as I feel the tell-tale tingle in my balls, I decide to take over.

Taking hold of her hips, I use them to help lift her on and off my cock, whilst also tilting my pelvis to thrust even further. I control the pace, giving her all the help I can as she rides my cock, her tits bouncing away in front of my face, and she’s never looked more beautiful or confident.

I still remember the girl a few months ago who was afraid to show me her body, but not this girl. This Emmaleigh is using her body to take what she wants, and fuck does she look amazing doing it. Her cries of pleasure, as she begs me for more, and to let her come are loud and proud. She knows what she wants and has no reservations about telling me.

“Are you going to come, Beautiful? Do you want to be a good girl and come all over my cock?” I ask, as I reach down and press my finger over her sensitive clit. That’s all it takes to get her to the edge. I bite my lip, determined to hold off until she’s come first.

“Fuck… yes. Please, Sir. Please… can I-I… come on your cock?” she begs, her voice breathy as she moans loudly each time I brush my finger over her clit.

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