In the sterile, cold confines of a hospital room, a woman lay in her bed. Her name was Isabella, a stunning beauty with long, flowing chestnut hair that cascaded down her shoulders and back. Her petite frame and small, perky breasts were bared for all to see, as she had been stripped of her clothing for her medical examination.
Despite the clinical surroundings, Isabella’s body was alive with a fire that only one man could quench. Her name was Dr. Ethan, a tall, dark, and handsome man with piercing blue eyes that could melt even the coldest of hearts.
Ethan had been Isabella’s doctor for several months now, but today was different. Today, he couldn’t help but notice the way her chest rose and fell with each breath, the way her nipples hardened under his gaze, and the way her body called out for his touch.
Without a word, Ethan approached Isabella’s bedside, taking her hand in his own. He leaned in close, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, “I can’t resist you any longer, Isabella. I want you.”
