In the sterile, cold confines of the hospital, a woman named Isabella lay in her bed, her long chestnut hair splayed out on the white pillow. She was a sight to behold, her petite frame barely making a dent in the hospital mattress, her small breasts perfectly perky and firm. She was nude under the thin hospital gown, her nipples hardening from the chill in the air.
Dr. Samuel, a tall and ruggedly handsome man with a charming smile, entered the room. He was the only one who made Isabella feel at ease in this place, the only one who could make her forget about her illness, even if for just a little while.
“Hello, Isabella,” he greeted, his voice deep and soothing. “How are you feeling today?”
“Better, now that you’re here,” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
Dr. Samuel approached her bed, his eyes never leaving hers. He reached out, gently tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear. Isabella shivered at his touch, her breath hitching in her throat.
“I’ve been thinking about you,” he confessed, his fingers tracing a line down her cheek. “About how much I want to make you feel good.”
Isabella’s heart raced at his words. She knew she shouldn’t, but she couldn’t help herself. She reached up, pulling him down for a kiss.
Their lips met in a passionate fervor, their tongues dancing together in a sensual rhythm. Dr. Samuel’s hands roamed her body, cupping her small breasts, pinching her nipples. Isabella moaned into the kiss, her body responding to his touch.
Dr. Samuel broke the kiss, trailing kisses down her neck, to her nipples. He sucked and bit gently, making Isabella gasp and arch her back. His hand traveled down her body, his fingers finding her wet and ready.
He slipped a finger inside her, making her moan louder. He added another, pumping them in and out, his thumb circling her clit. Isabella was lost in pleasure, her hips bucking against his hand.
Dr. Samuel replaced his fingers with his cock, thrusting inside her with one swift motion. Isabella cried out, her nails digging into his back. He started slowly, building up to a punishing pace.
“Yes, yes, harder,” Isabella begged, her legs wrapped around his waist.
Dr. Samuel obliged, pounding into her with all his might. Isabella met him thrust for thrust, their bodies slapping together in a symphony of pleasure.
“Oh, fuck, I’m close,” Isabella panted, her pussy clenching around his cock.
Dr. Samuel quickened his pace, his balls slapping against her ass. Isabella’s moans filled the room, drowning out the sound of the hospital machines.
“Come for me, Isabella,” Dr. Samuel commanded, his thumb rubbing her clit in fast circles.
Isabella’s orgasm crashed over her like a wave, her body shaking and trembling. Dr. Samuel followed soon after, his cock twitching inside her as he came.
They lay there, panting and spent, their bodies glistening with sweat. Dr. Samuel pulled out, disposing of the condom. He climbed back into bed, pulling Isabella into his arms.
“I’ll always take care of you,” he whispered, pressing a kiss to her forehead.
Isabella smiled, her eyes fluttering shut. In that moment, she believed him. She believed that everything would be okay.
