In the sterile, cold halls of the hospital, a woman with long, flowing hair walked down the corridor. She was nude, her small breasts bouncing slightly with each step she took. The hospital was quiet this time of night, the only sounds being the soft beeping of machines and the occasional cough of a nurse.
She entered a room, where a man lay in the hospital bed. His name was Jack, and he had been in a car accident. His leg was in a cast, and he was bruised and battered. But his eyes lit up when he saw her.
“What are you doing here?” he asked, his voice husky with desire.
“I came to see you,” she said, her voice soft and sultry. “I wanted to make sure you were okay.”
She climbed onto the bed, straddling him. She leaned down and kissed him, her long hair cascading around them like a curtain. He kissed her back, his hands roaming over her body.
She broke the kiss and began to trail kisses down his neck, making her way to his chest. She licked and nibbled at his nipples, causing him to moan with pleasure. She moved lower, her tongue tracing a path down his abs.
She reached his pants and began to undo them, freeing his hard cock. She wrapped her lips around it, taking it deep into her mouth. He groaned, his hands tangling in her hair.
She sucked and licked at his cock, her tongue swirling around the tip. She could feel him getting closer to the edge, and she increased her pace. He cried out, his hips bucking as he came, filling her mouth with his hot cum.
She swallowed every drop, then climbed back up to kiss him. He could taste himself on her lips, and it only made him want her more.
She reached down between them and guided his cock into her wet pussy. He groaned as she began to ride him, her hips moving in a slow, steady rhythm. She leaned back, her long hair brushing against his legs.
He reached up and cupped her breasts, pinching her nipples. She moaned, her pussy clenching around his cock. He could feel her getting closer to the edge, and he increased his pace.
She cried out as she came, her pussy flooding with wetness. He followed soon after, his cock twitching as he filled her with his cum.
They lay there, panting and sweating, their bodies entwined. The only sounds in the room were their heavy breathing and the soft beeping of the machines.
“I’m glad you’re okay,” she whispered, her lips brushing against his ear.
He smiled, his hands still tangled in her hair. “I’m glad you’re here.”
They fell asleep like that, their bodies still entwined, the long hair of the woman covering them like a blanket.
